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Chapter Six“Amara”Ares POVIt’s been a week, and the only thing that gets her to follow orders is the threat of the belt or her sister. So I’ve made a difficult but necessary decision to eliminate her sister. I need her to only follow orders because of me and my threats. I don’t want her to have affection constantly extending to her sister, because she’s mine.“We’re going for a drive” I tell her after lunch. She somehow manages to stay neutral.“Okay.” Is her only response.Fuck, her lack of emotions frustrates the shit out of me! And her lack of response to me, as well. No matter, as soon as her sister’s out of the way, she’ll be all mine.I lead her to the car, and start driving to the warehouse where her sister is. It’s a short drive, about twenty minutes.Once we get there I help her out of the car, and watch her eyes flit around in confusion.You’ll know soon enough, love. And then it will be just you and me, for the rest
Chapter Five“First day of a new life”Eris POVMy eyes… Fuck, my eyesare so droopy. I know I need to get up even though it’s Saturday. Even thoughit’s sleep in day, I need to check up on Amara and plan out a fun day for us.I yawn.“Waking up, angel?”Three men, dead.My parents, traitorousbastards.My sister, withoutaffection.It all comes rushing backand I sit up, screaming like no other.“FUCK!” Ares exclaims,clapping a hand over my mouth.“Calm down, princess!You’re fine! You’re safe with me!”God, Amara. I’ll goinsane if she’s alone. I can’t leave her alone.She needs me. She needssome sort of motherly love.I try to lift my hands upto take Ares’s hand off of
Chapter Four“Kidnapped”Eris POVI check the clock to seethat it’s already 2am, and groan. I still have to finish writing a speech."Now, what are some universal fears? Well, as cnbc.com states, the top 8 biggest fears that holds one back from success are as follows. Fear of inadequacy, fear of the unknown, fear of failure, fear of rejection, fear of being left out, the +fear of change, fear of losing control, and fear of being judged. All of these fears are ones that everyone is able to relate to. These fears can manifest in day to day life, as well as potentially in life changing situations- such as when choosing a career. The one thing all of these fears have in common, is they make you second guess yourself. When functioning within the mindset of these fears you tend to set aside your values, because you think that they are invalid. And straying from your values along with falling into a negative
Chapter Three“You are mine”“Eris!”The annoyed voice of mymath teacher rings out. I look up from the book I’m reading instead of payingattention.“Since you’re comfortableenough to read in my class, I trust you will be able to solve this equation?”he says with a rude smile. I shut my book loudly, and stand- walking to thewhiteboard.In the fifteen seconds ittakes for me to get from my seat to the board, I’ve already solved theequation. I neatly write out the number 237.The teachers eyes widenand he pulls out his calculator, likely checking the answer. Then his faceturns red.I offer him a tight smileand walk back to my seat, opening “Dracula” again.Directly after classends, Ares breezes into the room to speak with the teacher. I vaguely hear himsay that he’s transferring into the class.Grea
Chapter Two“Introductions” Eris POVI stand, face to facewith the one being who can, perhaps, match my powers. Of course I don’t showany of the apprehension I’m feeling.“Good to know” I respondflatly. I step to the side but he matches me, blocking my way yet again.“And you are Eris Chaos,correct?”“I don’t like rhetoricalquestions” is my only response.So he knows who I am.But does he really knowmy name? My being the Don’s daughter? My being the most powerful pure bredwitch? And then there’s theissue of “The chosen”. If he is, in fact, a warlock- he’s going to be on thelookout for the girl he chooses to spend the rest of his life with. It’s aritual of sorts among warlocks.The way my fatherdescribed it was “You just know when you look into the eyes of the wo
Chapter One“Welcome, Mrs. Chaos.”Eris POVI walk into the halls ofmy new school in a somewhat agitated state. I most definitely did notwant to move to a whole new state, but I know better than to mistrust myparents. At the end of the day I believe that they will always have my bestinterest in mind.I’m not a particularlynice person in general, but I’m not mean either. When I’m anything other thanperfectly composed and neutral, it’s either for a good reason or if the personI’m showing emotions with has earned it. That’s how I was raised. I walk into my firstperiod English class just as the bell rings. The English teacher, a woman inher late forty’s, looks at me and smiles lightly.“Good morning, dear. Ipresume you’re Ms. Chaos, the new student?” I nod and maintain aneutral facial expression, as I almost a