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Bellatrix Valentine

"Baby, only the bad can be powerful."

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a character in “The Wicked Beautiful”, as played by desire99600

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"I can turn nightmares into reality, and reality into a nightmare."



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❝The Basics❞


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| Full Name |
"Yeah, it's weird, but whatever." Bellatrix Circe Valentine [ Bell-uh-tricks | Ser-see ]

| Nickname |
"I'm not your baby." There are a million and one ways to shorten Bellatrix's name, and she loves them all so she doesn't really mind what you call her. Some of the more common nicknames she gets are Bella or Belle. Others call her Trix, and it's actually a good nickname, because she'd tricky and mischievous. Only people who are close to her, such as he sister, can call her Trixie. If you call her this and she doesn't yell at you, you know you're important to her. It's a privilege she doesn't give to many. A lot of people in the witch world call her Circe or Circ [ sers ] because it's the name of a famous sorceress in Greek mythology and witches tend to re-use names a lot. Finally, a few people just call her Bee. Her mother used to call her Bumble-bee, but this is a name reserved only for her mother, or December. The only names she doesn't tolerate are pet names. Baby, babe, sweetheart.

| Age |
"I'm mature for my age." 16, going into her junior year.

| Gender |
"Fuck you." Female.

| Role |
"I didn't ask for this power." Witch | Girl 2



❝The Disguise❞


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| Eye color |
"They're really nothing special." Bella's eyes are a deep, captivating black. The pupil and the iris are the exact same shade, making them appear endless. When she is using her Light magic, this black shimmers with a multitude of colors, taking on a startling iridescence. When using her Black magic, the black vibrates slightly, and then extends to swallow even the whites of her eyes.

| Hair Color |
"Yeah, it's natural." Most girls who have "black" hair actually have shades of brown throughout their hair, but this is not the case for Bella. Her hair is the darkest black possible, and, in some lights, you can even see tones of sapphire or a dark green to it, because of the way the light hits it. It's not a brown-black, it's a blue-black. This, paired with her tanned skin and black eyes, gives her an exotic appearance. As if she didn't stand out enough already. It's also extremely long. A couple of years back, she cut it really short because it was beginning to be a pain in the ass, but since then, she's let it grow out, and, as it grows rather fast, it is now hanging clear down to her hips in thick black waves.

| Skin Tone |
"I was blessed." Bellatrix's skin is always slightly tanned, and, in the summertime, she tans rather easily, making her even darker. Because of her dark hair and tanned skin, people often think she's of some exotic decent.

| Height & Weight |
"I'll kick your ass if I have to." Trix is rather small, standing at a height of 5'4, with a rather small build. She'd thin, without being too thin, as she actually has some curves on her figure. She has a rounded face with large lips that make her appear younger than she really is, and rather innocent.

| Distinct Markings |
"I've got a few marks."
Scars
Bellatrix has various scars. Her most noticeable is on her left collarbone. It runs along it, and is rather large. Another, is down the left side of her back, on cutting down her shoulder blade. These are her two largest scars. Smaller scars include various small ones on her legs, and one on her jaw.
Piercings
When it comes to piercings, Trix doesn't have an overly excessive amount, but her ears are fairly full. Her left ear is pierced all the way up from lobe, along the cartilage, to helix, while her right has four lobe piercings in it. Her very first right lobe piercing always has a feather dangling from it, no matter what, while the res of her piercings are just opal studs.
Tattoos

When it comes to tattoos, Bella is very open. It used to piss her mother off, for her tattoos practically spell witch, but she doesn't care. She finds them ironic and symbolic, so she likes them. Her first is a spinal tattoo, and it's a row of symbols, each representing a planet, running from the base of her neck down to the very small of her back. Another is a black evil eye/eye of Horus on the inside of her left wrist. Finally, but certainly not least, she has various alchemy symbols tattooed in random places all over her body. Seeing as there are so many of these, she has them rather scattered, and they're all very small. Some run along her knuckles, or the sides of her hands, or her ankles. Some are in groups of more than one, others are single. She could tell you what each symbol stands for if you ask her. Witch craft is different than alchemy, but she likes the similarities between the two, and the way each symbol stands for something. Finally, only visible under the full moon, she has a sapphire blue crescent on her temple that spirals down her cheekbones and along her jaw elaborately.



❝Getting to know me❞


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| Likes |
"I'd like you to leave me the fuck alone."
♥ Solitude
♥ Cats, she loves cats, and wants one
♥ Art
♥ Photography, she's always got a camera slung around her neck
♥ Parties
♥ Drugs, downers dull her powers while stimulants make them stronger
♥ Drinking, dulls her powers
♥ Partying
♥ Old music
♥ December
♥ Fast cars
♥ Fighting
♥ Bad boys
♥ Sarcasm
♥ Power
♥ Warmth

| Dislikes |
"Why the fuck are you talking to me?"
✘ Liars
✘ Posers
✘ Slobbery dogs
✘ Small towns
✘ The way she's treated at school
✘ Being a witch (sometimes)
✘ Being bothered
✘ Annoying people
✘ Sitting still
✘ Weak people
✘ Crying, she doesn't do it
✘ Being used
✘ Being pestered

| Fears |
"Never let your fear decide your fate."
Love/commitment → Bellatrix is afraid of being loved, and loving in return. She's spent so much of her life rejected by humans that she's built protective walls around herself to keep their hatred out, and keep herself strong. It is hard for her to let another person see inside her, and she it deathly afraid that, once they do, they won't like what they'll see and end up just like everyone else. As such, she prefers not to love or be loved. She pushes people away when they get too close.
The Dark → Belle is not only afraid of darkness in the literal sense of the word, she's also afraid of going dark. There's quite a bit of darkness in her, she can feel it, and this frightens her because she's not sure how to stop it. When she's in literal darkness, this is only worse, and so, she's afraid of when the lights go out, because she's not sure what kind of person she'll become.
Being alone → While she is afraid of love and attachment, she's also afraid of being alone for the rest of her life. Trix is independent, and doesn't need people to survive, however, she is afraid of being utterly alone because she's not sure she's okay with being left alone to her thoughts.
Her Power → Her and her sister are possibly two of the most powerful Witches to ever walk the earth. They contain a power that hasn't been seen in the world for ages, and this scares the hell out of her. She's not sure just how strong she is, and, seeing as she's younger, her powers are more unpredictable than December's, and she's afraid of them. They could lash out at anyone, at any moment, and she could hurt someone. Yet, what scares her is that the dark side of her actually seems to like it. She's afraid of her own strength.



❝Delve a little deeper❞


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| Personality |
"If you're not going to accept me, please, leave me alone. Otherwise, you're asking to get hurt." All her life, Bellatrix had been different. She is a witch in a human's world and, even among witches she is abnormal, for she's strangely powerful. Her power is so great that, unlike most witches, humans around her can sense something off about her that they interpret as eerie, and, as such, superstition and rumor follow her everywhere she goes. She's always been an outcast, the odd one out.

As such, she likes to lock people out. It's easier than trying to make friends, because it's futile to try and be something she's not just to fit in. If the world doesn't like her, that's their fucking problem. However, keeping people at arm's length is fairly easy, seeing as she's never been in one school for more than a month in her life. All her life, the Valentine's have been bouncing about, continually skipping town, and travelling the world. Some places, she didn't even attend school, her mother taught her.

As such, Bella is quick to adapt, and has never really bothered to try to make friends, seeing as they never last long. Instead, she allies with people who are useful to her, and everyone else is treated as an enemy. She grows no attachments whatsoever. Makes no connections.

Her only "friends" are those in the magic world who can visit her no matter where she is, due to their power, however, even these are few, seeing as her mother made sure to shield them from those in the magic world who would look to use them for their outstanding power.

Her only true friend is December. Other than this, she shares nothing. She's completely under lock-and-key. She's the mysterious girl in class. The strange beauty you'd think would be hanging with the popular crowd but, for some reason, is left on the sidelines. Others describe her as eerie or strange because of what they sense coming from her, as well as because of the things she knows or can cause.

Strange things always seem to be happening when she's in a room, and she always seems to know way more about you than is comfortable. For these reasons, she is outcast, but, in all honesty, she likes it that way. She likes solitude. There's something so satisfying in not having to please anyone but yourself.

However, Belle pushes people away for another reason as well.

She doesn't want to hurt anyone. As she is the younger of the Valentine sisters, she has less control of her power, and it often slips. There is a side to her that is dark and twisted. That takes satisfaction in pain and suffering, and she's not sure what to do with this sinister part of her. It frightens her, and she keeps people away so they never have to see it, because, more often than not, it is this side that will lash out and hurt people. So, instead, she prefers to be alone.

Approach her and she treats you as an enemy. She is cold and distant, and sarcasm is her natural defense. Not the kind of funny, charming sarcasm of some. Trix can be downright cruel. She speaks her mind, but, not only that, she's cold and rude to get you to leave her alone.

However, though it's not easy, it is possible to break this through sheer persistence. If you force yourself on her enough, eventually, she'll get sick if fighting you, let you tag along, and warm up to you some. This does not mean she's making attachments, this merely means she's tired of trying to ward you off so she's letting you see who she really is.

And once you get past the mysterious, cold outside, you'll find something shocking inside.

She's a total rebel, and, even though she seems distant in public, is actually quite lively. She's always up for a good tease, and is extremely mischievous, hence her nickname Trix.

She has a way of looking into you and seeing what you want. A way of reading the most stubborn of all people, and this is without the help of her powers. A lot of people don't like that she seems to know way too much about them from the start, but she's nearly an expert at picking people apart in a manner of seconds, and it's almost a game for her to find out as much as she can about a person in as little words as possible, and see how incredibly uncomfortable she can make them before they finally go away.

Bellatrix likes to get into trouble. She's never been one for the straight-and-narrow, and is always pushing her boundaries to their very limits, as well as people around her, seeing just how much they can take until they snap. She likes to bring out the bad in people, likes to see people who believe themselves totally good, crumble when they realize there's something in them that takes satisfaction in being bad. She likes to corrupt people.

This is one of the biggest reasons she fears she's going to go Dark. For one, her mother was a Black Magic Caster, and it is very hard for witches, especially female witches to break from their mother's footsteps. However, she also has a deeply twisted side of her that likes her dark magic. That likes causing pain and destruction. She enjoys breaking things an people, watching them fall apart.

There's a constant battle going on within Bellatrix's mind, of good and evil, and she's not totally sure if it's okay to be both. On one hand, she doesn't want to hurt people. She just wants to be alone to bear her powerful load on her own. She wants people to stay far away from her for their own safety, while still wanting to love and feel something for someone.

While on the other hand, she takes way too much pleasure in breaking the rules. In pissing people off, and doing what she wants and only what she wants. She likes being able to get what she wants when she wants it, no questions asked. It's invigorating, and makes her feel strong. Being good is just too weak. It feels like she's letting others put limitations on her. Letting them rule her.

Not even December has really seen how dark she can truly get, though she has certainly come the closest, and her mother has certainly been able to sense it. However, December is the person she tries to hide it from most because she's the one she cares about most and she doesn't want to hurt her.



❝Welcome to my life❞


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| History |
"You think I'd be like this if I'd had an easy life?" Sure, there are people out there who have had a worse life than Bella, filled with hatred and beatings, and no love, but that does not exactly mean B has had it good.

First of all, Bellatrix never knew her father. He was never in her life, though December did. She knew him for six years and, though it's not much time, whenever B asks her, she talks about it like it was the happiest time of her life and so, Belle can't help but be jealous of her sister for knowing their father.

Ever since the day she was born, they were on the run. Her, her mother, and December. They skipped town so much, she couldn't count the cities or countries they'd lived in, and part of it was fantastic. They saw everything, lived everywhere, experienced everything. From small villages in India to the big bustling city of New York, they saw it all. Life, at the beginning, was one big adventure.

The three of them were insanely close, and, in towns where B didn't want to go to school, her mother didn't force her, so long as she let her teach her what she knew.

Her mother could seem disconnected at times though, always worried about people coming after them, or Casters trying to use them for their power. She was highly paranoid, and as time went on, this got worse, until she was almost completely disconnected, and Belle was lucky if she could get a smile out of her on some days. That was when December came in.

December became her second mother as soon as she could talk. She raised her during the times their mother was too paranoid to see beyond the trap of her own mind, and the girls were extremely close, however, they had to be. All they had was each other, and, occasionally, their mother on a good day.

When Bellatrix was seven years-old she began having her "visions." She'd developed a strange gift, just as her sister had for nightmares, Bella began to see things. The world no longer made sense, and things that could only exist in the dark corners of her imagination were starting to manifest in the outside world around her. Horrible monsters from her darkest nightmares, and fantastic creatures from her sweetest dreams took form around her.

Only she was the only one who could see them.

Her mother was terrified that her little girl was schizophrenic, or otherwise mad, and, for years, they couldn't figure out what was going on with her. At times, it was as powerful as an entire vision. The stronger ones would cause her to go into violent seizures, while the weaker ones would just force her to stop where she was, eyes either going black or iridescent as one came over her. Other times, it was as simple as seeing things around her that weren't there.

She had a horrible time separating reality from illusion, and she was constantly attached to December, pointing at air and asking her if she saw what she saw there.

When she was ten was when they finally figured out what was happening.

Bellatrix had gotten a hold of a camera, and was able to use it to take pictures of places she saw these horrible visions, and then look at the photo on the screen to realize it wasn't there. She began to see life through the lens and the lens only. The camera was never seperated from her, and she began to make more sense of the world around her, and it no longer frightened her so much.

And, as her confidence in the world around her grew, her control over what was happening to her did as well. Near the end of her tenth year, she was able to finally use her power on someone besides herself, and, what they'd thought was sheer madness before, was the power to see visions and weave illusions. Her power had been so open and uncontrolled young, that she was manifesting everything in her mind without knowing it, yet it was weak enough that no one around her could see it.

December was the first person she used an illusion on, and, since then, she's been helping her practice, and she's finally to the point where the world is no longer a horrible mess. She can make sense of things, thought the occasional vision still hits her, and, when she's emotional or out of touch with herself, her mind will start creating things again.

Though she'd managed to get better hold of this thing her mother called a gift and she called a curse, Bella never let go of her camera. Drawing, taking pictures, and painting the things around her helped her make sense of them. They became her outlet.

When her mother died mysteriously, her visions and illusions flared up again, and they were forced to move, only this time it would be permanent. She's now struggling to get a hold of her powers again, though her despair at her mother's death, fear at losing December since she's old enough to leave her, and anticipation of the coming choosing are making it especially difficult for her.

Slowly, she's being consumed by darkness, and she's afraid to think if there's any light left in her at all anymore.



❝Themesong❞


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Sound of Madness

Shinedown

Yeah, I get it,
You're an outcast.
Always under attack.
Always coming in last,
Bringing up the past.
No one owes you anything.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the ass,
So paranoid. . .
Watch your back!!

Oh my, here we go...

Another loose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower.
Quicksand's got no sense of humor.
I'm still laughing like hell.
You think that by crying to me
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.

[Chorus:]
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself?

I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality,
If there's an afterlife,
Then it'll set you free.
But I'm not gonna part the seas
You're a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You think that crying to me,
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.

[Chorus]

I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up...
When you gonna wake up and fight...

[Chorus]

When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? [x3]

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Demons

Imagine Dragons

When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood’s run stale

I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide

No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come

When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide

Curtain’s call
Is the last of all
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl

So they dug your grave
And the masquerade
Will come calling out
At the mess you've made

Don't wanna let you down
But I am hell bound
Though this is all for you
Don't wanna hide the truth

No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come

When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide

They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go

Your eyes, they shine so bright
I wanna save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how

When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide


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So begins...

Bellatrix Valentine's Story

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He kissed her back hard, causing her to smirk against his lips. He’d kissed Peirce several times. He was in love with he, he’d never tried to hide that, but somehow Ryder’s kiss was a million times better than a black magic caster’s and she wasn’t exactly sure how that was possible, but she didn’t care.

He broke their kiss only to move his lips along her jaw line and neck setting every inch of her body on fire. Her head was spinning from the way his kiss felt against her skin. He pushed her against the wall, holding their tightly, she flicked her eyes up to meet his gaze, trying to read whether his feeling were real or if he was just drawn by her magic, either way she wasn’t sure she really cared at the moment.

It was just nice to finally have someone treat her normal and she knew it was stupid to let him in so quickly, but for the moment his kiss made her forget everything. She quickly pulled on of her wrists away, slipping her hand under his shirt and pulling him closer against her as she smirked against his lips.

A part of her was scared she’d hurt him, she had spent her whole life learning to control her powers, but every now and then she’d lose control and her and Bella were getting stronger the closer it got to them being chosen. She tried to push the though from her mind as she moved her lips along his jawline, slowly.




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Holding her was incredibly calming, he could hold her forever. In fact just being in the same room as her made him somehow forget everything in his shitty life and only focus on the good. Whether it was her power or just her, he didn’t care. He knew she was powerful, that much she’d proved with her small trick, yet somehow he could care less about her powers.

"You're drawn to me because of my power." he sighed at her words, because he wasn’t so sure that was the truth of it. "It's not fair to you."

What if it was just her powers? The thought struck him, though he quickly pushed the thought away, because no matter what it was the only thing he knew for sure was he wanted to be around her and he hoped that she wanted the same. Though he had a feeling at one point she’d push him away and the thought was frustrating.

“Bella.” He started in a softer tone. “I really don’t thinks it’s your power.” He said simply running a hand through his hair. “Despite what you think and how other humans have treated you, I’m not like them.” He explained. “I liked you before I knew you were a…witch.” he smirked pulling her closer and pressing his lips to hers.




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It was quiet for a second before he spoke. “Bella.” He started, tone soft, causing her to relax against him. “I really don’t think it’s your power.” He said and she closed her eyes, wanting to believe him, but not sure she could. “Despite what you think and how other humans have treated you, I’m not like them.” He went on and she knew that was true. There was something way different about him. “I liked you before I knew you were a…witch.”

Bella sighed and was about to push him away and insist that he only wanted her because the magnetic pull of her power, wanting to be difficult, because being difficult was her nature.

However, before she could speak, he pressed his lips against hers, stealing her words from her and setting her whole body on fire. It seemed like, everytime he kissed her, it became more and more impossible to pull herself away. She leaned into him, everything in her wanting more as she slipped her hands under his shirt and moaned against his lips.

She'd been kissed before, by both Benji and Aiden, and both of them had different effects on her, but if you added them and multiplied them, it would never match the way he made her feel. Aiden brought out the darkness in her while Benji brought out the light, but Mitch made everything inside her react, the entirety of her power making the kiss more intense.




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Ryder smirked against her kiss when she pulled her wrists out of his grip and slipped her hands under his shirt. Her fingers on his skin made his body tense. Something about her made him feel better than anyone ever had, and it was absolutely intoxicating.

Her lips moved away from his and moved along his jaw slowly, making him reach up under her shirt and pull her harder against him. He smirked and kissed her lips again, kissing her hard, wanting her more and more the longer they kissed.

His hands slid up her spine, reaching her bra strap before hesitating and pulling back, looking down at her. He was flushed, he knew that, and there was nothing more he wanted than to go further, but he didn't want to rush her. "We just met today." He whispered, but didn't make a move to pull his hands from under her shirt or step away from her, unable to.

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Her fingers traced the waist band of his jeans teasingly as he kissed her lips again, causing her to smirk against his lips and let out a soft moan. He slipped his hands under her shirt causing her to shiver and his touch, he paused getting ready to unstrap her bra, he broke their kiss pulling away causing her to sigh.

"We just met today." he whispered, but he didn’t pull his hands away.

He was right they’d only met a few hours ago and they were already seconds away from spending the rest of the day in bed. There was a knock at his door bringing her from her thoughts and she suddenly had a really bad feeling. She could feel dark energy, her to close her eyes.

“Shit.” She breathed, keeping her eyes closed. Finally after a few seconds she opened her eyes and held Ryder’s. “He’s here.” She whispered knowing he wouldn’t understand it. “Please, let me handle this.” She kept her voice low.

She pushed passed him without explain anything else as she headed over to the door and she hoped Ryder would just stay put. She took a deep breath before opening the door only to revel Peirce. There was a wicked smirk on his face as she glared back at him. No doubt he could feel the energy, from the way Ryder made her feel.

“Is this a bad time?” He said calmly. Making his voice loud enough for Ryder to her. Yes. December thought to herself, but she shook her head answering his question. “Perfect. Well, I just came to introduce myself.” He said pretending as if he didn’t know her, pushing past her and entering the house as if he was an old friend of Ryder’s. He headed straight for Ryder, offering his hand.

“I’m Peirce La’Rouge.” He said casually “Your new neighbor.” His words made December’s heart stop. As she glanced to Ryder’s neighbor’s. Had he killed the previous occupants, just to fuck with her and keep Ryder close. Shit. she cursed herself, this was all her fault. She shouldn’t have answered the door, she’d had a block around his house but answering the door, was like inviting a vampire into your house.

Peirce please. December begged in a voice that only he could hear. He turned to face her closing the distance between them, his dark eyes on her and she forced herself to hold them.

I don’t think you’ve ever begged. he replied and she knew to Ryder it would look like they were just staring at each other. This is wrong December he spat harshly Leave or I’ll kill him. he said darkly.

Fine she said finally looking away from him, hating the fact that just because he was in the same room as him and his black magic was so strong that she could feel herself losing control of herself.




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He smirked against her lips as she lend into him. Her kiss was unlike anything he’d ever felt and the only way he could describe it was poisons and enticing at the same time. Everything inside his body was hyper active and his scenes were heightened, it was like being on drugs.

He smirked as she moaned and slipped her hands under her shirt making him shiver. Everywhere her skin touched his, was on fire, in all honesty he wasn’t sure it was all real, because it was hard to believe that she could break down all the walls he’d build up, with a single touch he wanted to give her all of him.

He took a fist full of her hair in his grip to hold her in the kiss, even though he knew he didn’t half to. He couldn’t explain it and he knew it had to be from her powers, but he could feel and almost taste her emotions, just from their kiss. His lips moved from her lips along her jawline, down her neck until they came to her collar bone and he pulled away finding her eyes. In the silence of her bedroom, he could have sworn he heard bother their heartbeats sync, making one single rhythmic beat and he searched her eyes wondering if she’d heard the something, because he’d heard it perfectly and a part of him wonder if it was a side effect from the weed he’d had earlier but it had only been one joint.

He wasn’t sure what that meant if it was real or if it happened all the time with witches, but he didn’t want to waste any more time thinking about it because he missed the way her lips felt and so he pressed his lips to her again, kissing her hard, slipping his tongue past her lips.




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Belle's heart was beating harder than it ever had before. She wasn't totally sure what she was doing. He was human, she'd only just met him, she hadn't even let Benji or Aiden in her bed, who were both Casters and had known her for years, and yet she wanted Mitch so bad it hurt, and she knew if he kept going, she'd never be able to stop herself.

His hand reached up and gripped her hair tightly, like he was afraid she was going to break away and it made her smirk against his lips because there was no way in hell she could break away. He moved his lips away from hers and made his way lower, along her jaw, and neck, tracing her collar bone.

Bella's heart was beating so hard she was sure he'd be able to feel it as he kissed her, until he pulled away. His eyes met hers and time seemed to pause for a second as the only sound she could hear was the loud pounding of her heart, like a pulsing drum beat. Or maybe it was his. Or both. She wasn't sure

Bella tried to make her heartbeat slow down enough, wondering if she should take the opportunity to push him off, though she really didn't want to. It was so horribly wrong. It went against everything she'd been raised to believe. And yet it felt so damned good.

Before she had too much time to think about it, his lips were on hers again, kissing her hard, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Bee tilted her head and leaned harder against him with a moan. Her fingers found the edge of his shirt, but hesitated. His kiss had her so trapped, it took all her willpower to conjure up that small second of hesitation, but it was gone as soon as it had come and she broke their kiss for a second to pull his shirt off before pressing her lips against his again fiercely. Her whole body was on fire and she trailed her fingers down his chest as her lips left his to move along his jaw, leaving fast, hot kisses on his skin.




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Ryder watched as she thought about it for a minute before a knock at his door interrupted them and he cursed. If it was Madi, he'd probably fucking kill her. There was no way he was in the mood to deal with her bullshit.

“Shit.” December breathed in his arms and he looked down at her to see her eyes were closed. “He’s here.” She whispered and he raised his eyebrows. So she knew who was at the door and clearly wasn't thrilled about it. He sighed. At least it wasn't Madi. “Please, let me handle this.” She said, eyes begging and he watched as she broke away from him and went to the door.

He leaned on the back of the couch, watching her as she opened it to reveal a man he'd never seen before, but, judging by the shift of the energy in the air, December clearly did.

“Is this a bad time?” He asked casually and Ryder rolled his eyes. “Perfect. Well, I just came to introduce myself.” He said as he pushed past her, into the house, his house, uninvited and held his hand out to him.

Ryder looked down at his hand, then up to him, raising his eyebrows. He didn't like this guy, there was something irritating about him. So he didn't shake his hand right away.

“I’m Peirce La’Rouge.” He said casually like it was normal to just walk into a strangers home and introduce yourself. “Your new neighbor.” That made his eyebrows shoot up, and he looked at him for a second longer before finally shaking his hand, probably a little harder than he should have.

Something seemed to suddenly pull Pierces attention from Ryder, and he watched as he met December's eyes and crossed the room, holding them for a long time in a silence that made him uncomfortable so he cleared his throat. "Right." He said skeptically. "I didn't know the O'Brians or Finch's were moving." He said. "And I'm also pretty sure I don't remember inviting you in." He said rudely, not really caring that December seemed to be upset by the guys presence.

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December knew that Peirce’s threats were never empty; if she didn’t leave he’d follow through with it. She’d just meet Ryder, yet she was so strongly drawn to him and if he were any other human, normally she’d careless, in fact she’d watched Peirce hurt other Humans right in front of her and she’d never even flinched, but Ryder was different.

"Right." His voice pulled her from her thoughts. "I didn't know the O'Brians or Finch's were moving." she flicked her eyes to Ryder before looking back to Peirce. "And I'm also pretty sure I don't remember inviting you in."

“Oh you didn’t invite me in.” He said ignoring Ryder’s tone, but he kept his eyes on Ember “She did.” December closed her eyes, hoping and praying Peirce wouldn’t try anything, because if he did, she’d be forced to fight back and protect Ryder and that would open a whole new can of worms, protecting a human was not something witches did.

“I should get going.” She finally said glancing to Ryder, there was an apologetic look in her eyes. She sighed as she turned without another word and headed out the door, pulling the keys to her car out of her pocket. She wanted to stay, but she knew she couldn’t not with Peirce there and now that he knew she had some kind of feelings for him, it was going to be hard to pretend he didn’t matter.

Peirce turned back to Ryder with a smirk. “She’s quite beautiful isn’t she.” His tone was dangerously dark as if telling Ryder to stay away. “I’ll see you around, Corey.” she said purposely using his real name.

“Non puto te usuris magnus in homine probet.” ( I don't think the big man would approve of you taking interest in a human.) Peirce’s voice caused her to drop her keys, she glanced up seeing him on the porch, he was speaking to her in Latin, a language that all her spells were written in ad a language used mostly by the ancient witches.

“Fuck off Peirce.” She spat before picking up her keys quickly and getting in her car as fast as possible. All she wanted to do was spend time with Ryder, but now she wasn’t sure she’d get to see him again and she feared if she tried, Peirce would kill him.




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He smirked against her lips when she moan against his, satisfied with that fact that she was feeling the same way about him. He broke their kiss only to slip his shirt off before she pressed her lips back to his and he kissed her back hard and passionately. Her fingers trailed down his chest making him shiver and she second her lips touched his jawline leaving hot kisses he let out a low moan.

He still could understand how kissing her felt so good, because normally when he was with girl, he felt nothing, he had no intent to stick around and he knew he’d break their heart. But, with Bella, as cheesy as it sounded he could spend forever with her and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, yet he knew he still would because that’s how he kept people from getting to close and hurting him.

His phone rang from inside his pocket and at first he tried to ignore it, but he knew who it would be, because he hadn’t made it to his community service and they would have called by now. He sighed pulling his phone from his pocket, his suspicion was proved right it was his mom. He glanced to Belle apologetically.

“I’m sorry, I have to take this.” He said regrettably. Without another word he answered his phone and on the other end was his mother’s disappointed voice asking him why he hadn’t shown up. “Mom.” He tried, but she just continued so he listened. “Yeah…I’m on my way.” He finally said hanging up the phone.

His mom was pissed, that much was obvious, but she had every right to be. Mitch had fucked up so many times, he was surprised the court had even given him community service as an option considering his reputation.

“Listen Bella, as much as I would love to stay, if you ever want to…if I ever want to see you again, I have to leave now.” He sighed running his finger through his hair. “Or else my mom’s going to kill me.” He shook his head irritated that he couldn’t stay.




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Bella smirked at the sound of his moan, moving her lips from his jaw, down his neck, fingers tracing circles along his chest as she did so. She was seconds from pressing her lips back to his and pushing him back on the bed when his phone rang.

The noise broke through her conflicting thoughts of wanting him and not wanting to go to far just enough for her to hesitate some, giving him time to pull away from her, leaving her breathless and flushed. “I’m sorry, I have to take this.” He said, sounding upset and she tried to slow her breath as she nodded and climbed out of his lap, watching as he answered the phone while her mind cleared and what she'd almost just done with him hit her hard. “Mom.” Mitch's voice surprised her because he sounded guilty and upset. “Yeah…I’m on my way.” He said as he hung up.

“Listen Bella, as much as I would love to stay, if you ever want to…if I ever want to see you again, I have to leave now.” He sighed and she nodded. “Or else my mom’s going to kill me.” He said and she was surprised because he clearly wasn't the kind of guy who listened very easily, which she figured meant his mother meant a lot to him. Which she understood. Belle wasn't exactly the best at taking orders, but, it there had been one person in the world she didn't want to disappoint, it was her mother.

"Alright." She whispered and, while most of her didn't want him to go, she was a little happy that he was leaving when he was, otherwise, she'd be way too tempted to go farther than she really wanted to with him, and they ran the risk of Ben or Aiden showing up at any time.

Bella leaned over and kissed his lips one more time, being sure not to keep it quick so she didn't get sucked in again before pulling back with a sigh. "You'll have to drive me to school tomorrow though." She said, looking over him with a smirk. "If you don't remember, we kind of left my car at the school."




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“Oh you didn’t invite me in.” He said, keeping his gaze locked on December. “She did.” He rolled his eyes, about to spit back that he definitely didn't remember either if them telling him he could come in when December spoke.

“I should get going.” She said, looking at him apologetically and Ryder sighed, figuring this had to be one of the "people" she'd said were dangerous.

He watched as Peirce turned back to Ryder him with a smirk. “She’s quite beautiful isn’t she?” He said, and it sounded more like a threat to him than a compliment to Ember. “I’ll see you around, Corey.” He said, thoroughly pissing him off.

With that, he finally left, leaving him alone in the room, though, he could see through the window, the two of them were clearly still on the porch, talking for a second before he headed out to her car. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, wanting to run out to her and beg her to stay, though knowing he couldn't.

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By the time Emmy got in her car, Peirce had disappeared and she speed off quickly. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it might explode, now not only did she have her sister and her godfather to worry about, but now she had Ryder to worry about and there was no doubt in her mind, Peirce would use him in her nightmares or worse try and get her to lose control of her powers and hurt Ryder.

She didn’t remember most of the drive back home, but as she pulled up she knit her brows in confusion seeing a motorcycle pull out, but she had too much on her mind to worry about it. He was human that much she could tell or the scare in her hand would be burning. She pulled up the long driveway before cutting the ignition.

She rested her head against the steering when. Why the hell was she so damn stupid. She spent her whole life being careful and cautious, yet in a matter of hours Ryder had changed everything. Her scare started to burn, but it was lighter than it normally was and not as painful. If it was Peirce she’d probably kill him.

“Are you alright Dess?” the voice was soft and instead of scaring her like it should have it calmed her completely and her heart slowed from its frantic beating.

“So you are real then?” she whispered, keeping her head against the steering wheel. She didn’t have to look to see who it was. “You’re not just a dream.” She sighed.

“I’ve always been real. It’s just that I try and stay away from Peirce, he doesn’t know I’m your light guardian, if he did he’d try and kill me.” He shrugged “And I’d rather not have to fight him, it’s just easier to see you when he’s preoccupied.” He sighed and Dessie sat up glancing over to the passenger seat where Casper sat.

“Right.” She said simply hating that fact that the light acted as thought they were trying to help when in fact they were no better than the dark, they wanted Bella and December just as much for their own selfish reasons as the dark.




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Mitchell really didn’t want to leave, but if he didn’t get home he was pretty sure his mother would call his probation officer and he’d be in jail faster than he could apologize to her, so it was really his only option.

"Alright." Bella said her voice a mere whisper as she lend over and kissed him. He wanted to continue what they didn’t get to finish earlier, but he knew that wasn’t going to happen so he simply kissed her back. "You'll have to drive me to school tomorrow though." she added causing him to match her smirk "If you don't remember, we kind of left my car at the school."

“Oh perfect.” He laughed “Will be the talk of the whole school tomorrow, not only did you go home with Savannah’s ex, but it will also look like we spent the night together.” He teased. He stood up leaning back down to give her one last kiss before grabbing his stuff and letting himself out.

Arthur gave him a look that said he still didn’t believe the excuse Bella had given him, but he didn’t stop him either. Once outside he hoped on his bike and headed down the driveway. He didn’t bother to acknowledge the Black BMW that had its blinker on waiting to too pull in, he figured it was Trix’s sister.

He drove faster than he should, getting home in half the time. He took a deep breath before heading inside preparing himself for whatever lecture he was going to get from his mother and he’d half to force himself to be patient with her and not argue.




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“Oh perfect.” Mitch laughed and she smiled. “We'll be the talk of the whole school tomorrow, not only did you go home with Savannah’s ex, but it we'll also look like we spent the night together.” He teased and she sighed deeply. She didn't really care what people said about her. They were all assholes anyway, but she didn't like giving them another reason to gossip and possibly piss her off. The last thing she needed was to snap on someone and cause a whole mess for her God-Father to clean up.

However, her worries were wiped away when he leaned down to kiss her again and she smiled, finding that she was actually glad to be going to school with him tomorrow. As terrifying as it was to have him break her usual routine of shutting people out all the time, she was happy she didn't have to face the human half of her life utterly alone anymore. She had Ben for the Light part of her, Aiden for the Dark, and now Mitch for the part of her that had to deal with the human world.

It scared her, and she knew he'd end up getting hurt, but she wasn't sure she was willing to push him out completely because, as much as it frightened her, it was also a relief. She liked that he made her feel normal for once in her life. He treated her like a decent person, not a freak or a valuable object to be obtained and that alone was almost enough to make her forget that he'd hurt her, or she'd hurt him, or he might get killed by other Casters.

Almost. Not quite, but almost, and almost was more than enough for her. Bella watched him go before sighing and laying back on the bed, tossing her arm over her eyes, tuning her energy into him so she could sense him until he was completely off the property and she was alone again. For some reason, she suddenly felt like she was missing something important, and it confused her. It felt like they were somehow connected now, and it felt like there was a hollow part of her now that he was gone.

Maybe she was just overacting. Or maybe she wasn't. She wasn't sure, but she didn't care. Bella sighed softly a few minutes after he was gone and stood, heading over to her tub and flicking on the water before walking up the stairs to her studio, sliding open the door in the ceiling and pulling herself in. She smiled softly as she looked around, placing her camera on the window sill with her other cameras. The room's walls were completely covered with artwork, by her and her mother, as well as artwork she and her mother had collected in her travels.

Where art wasn't, there were shelves along the walls, stacked high with trinkets and objects she'd collected over her life from all the different places she'd lived, as well as exotic plants. Almost every culture was represented in one way or another. She smirked at the mess of the room, loving it's cluttery perfection before walking over to the back of the room, walking up another set of stairs to the loft of her studio where a second mattress sat on the floor with white, paint-splattered sheets. The back wall of the loft was one giant bookcase filled with books she'd collected, and, sitting near the edge of the loft, was an old-looking record player with four of five stacks of records sitting next to it.

This room was where she kept the majority of her life. The room downstairs was her bedroom, sure, but she kept hardly anything in it, save for a couple of books she was currently working on. Her studio was where she kept everything that was important to her. All the things that made up her life and made her her. As she walked up the stairs, Bella's fingers trailed slowly along the wall, grazing paintings, tapestries, plants, and objects on shelves as she went.

Up in the loft, she went to the bookshelf. One of the higher shelves held no books. Instead, there were rows of liquor and various drugs. Her full stash, where as, the hollowed out book downstairs was only a portion of it. She pulled down a bottle of whiskey, popping it open to take a drink before putting a record on and heading back down the two sets of stairs to her room. She left the sliding panel open so she could hear the music as she sat at the edge of the raised area of her room with the tub in the floor, waiting for it to finish filling while she drank.

The air around her changed so quickly, that it caused her to choke on her whiskey and start coughing violently. She felt her energy suddenly decrease and there was a pain in her mind so horrible it caused her to cry out in pain and set the bottle down, raising her hands to her head as she fought of pained tears.

Finally, it stopped, and, when she opened her eyes, Aiden was standing there in front of her, amused smirk on his lips. "How the fuck did you get in here?" She spat as she struggled to get control of herself. The world was spinning and she was breathing hard, still coughing a little. "There was-" She had to stop to cough. "There was a block on the room." She said, finally getting control of herself and glaring at him, though feeling horribly weak and ill all of a sudden.

Aiden just shrugged. "I broke it. It was pretty weak. Honestly, I'm disappointed in you. I would have expected more." He smirked. "Why do you think you feel like shit now? That's what happens when someone powerful breaks your spells."

Bellatrix rolled her eyes and took another drink of her whiskey, hoping it would go to her head soon so she wouldn't start freaking and using her mind to fuck with reality just because it was fun. Aiden always seemed to have that effect on her, making her want to use her power for twisted, selfish reasons, and it scared her because she liked it a little too much. "Well thanks for that, asshole." She spat bitterly.




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Ryder watched her go from the window before sighing and running his fingers through his hair, sitting on the couch. He pulled out his phone and called the shop. Roody picked up. "What's up Ryder?" He asked, and he could hear someone talking in the background before there was a shuffling noise and someone else came on the phone.

"Corey." Madi said, making his jaw clench. He could practically hear the smirk in her southern twang when she said his real name. "Please tell good old Roody here I can do more than organize papwerwork." She said and he sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I can't if you don't put him back on Madeline." He spat a little harsher than he'd meant.

"What's all this Madeline shit?" She said back quickly, ignoring his words. "Keep calling me that, and I'll keep calling you Corey. It's Madi and you know that." She said simply.

"Sorry about that man, she punched me in the face, and fuck, does she have an arm on her." Roody's voice came back on the phone and Ryder rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever." He shrugged. "Look, she says Clayton taught her everything he knew, and he was one of the best mechanics I've known, so go ahead and let her work on the cars, but keep an eye on her and keep her away from my projects." He said simply.

"Got it. What did you call for though?" He asked and Ryder sighed.

"I wanted to see if you guys could get along without me for a few hours. Did that kid ever show up?" He asked, running his fingers through his hair.

"Nah, you know how those assholes are. Nine times out of ten, they don't come, or they come late. Never showed." He answered. "And things are kinda slow today, so go ahead and do what you gotta. I'll keep an eye on Clayton's bitch." He said, causing there to be a sudden roar of shouting in the background, making him smirk, knowing Madi was ripping him a new one for that.

"Good luck. You'll need it." He said simply before hanging up and sighing, deciding he'd go visit his sister for a while.

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“You know you can’t keep seeing that guy, it’s not good for you December.” She winced at the fact that not only did he say her full name, but he’d been watching her to. “It’s not fair to him, o=you know once your chosen, you won’t be here any longer…you have responsibilities.” He sighed.

Her grip tightened on the steering wheel, she hated the fact that ever caster including her mother acted like her and Trix didn’t know what they were and they didn’t know they had responsibilities or how rare they actually were. How could they not know when it had been drilled into their heads from birth. In all honesty she’d rather deal with her nightmares then her reality right now and that was saying something.

“I know you mean well, I get that. But, Bella and I are fully aware we have responsibilities. We’re not running anymore Victoria made thata bit difficult when she killed mom.” She spat harshly.

December was well aware of who killed her mother, she’d known they were going to kill her and they threatened to kill her if she tried to stop them or if she told Bella, and then the night they’d done it, they’d forced Des salon, hoping it would give her a reason to turn dark. The person that had been behind the whole idea was their estranged black magic aunt.

The car was silent for a long moment and December debated on whether or not to get out until Casper spoke and his voice was so quite if she hadn’t been listening she wouldn’t have heard it.

“There only doing what’s for you and Bellatrix.” She rolled her eyes “You’ll understand when this is all over Emmy.” He tried to make her feel better.

“Murdering our mother and making her oldest daughter watch? If That’s what’s best, you guys have fucking lost your minds.” She said opening the car door and despite his calming energy she could feel herself losing it. “I thought the you were supposed to be one of the good guys.” She said locking eyes with him.

“December I am.” He said desperately “It’s complicated. At one point the dark and the light meet in the middle and your mother had broken a million and one rules, she knew the consequences.” He was desperately trying to explain it to her, but she slammed the door not wanting to hear any more of it.

She stormed inside, getting ready to head upstairs and spend the rest of the night in her studio before she felt someone gently grab her wrist and turn her to face them. It was her God-father. She was surprised at how quickly she seemed to forget the conversation she’d just had out in the car, his touch instantly seemed to calm her and only her father had ever been able to do that. She raised a brow as if silently asking him, but he just gave her a small smile.

“Did you pay Ryder?” he asked releasing her wrist. Keeping his eyes on her like he knew she’d done more than that and that freaked her out, the last person that need to know she’d almost hoped into bed with a human was her god-father.

“Yeah…I did.” She said forcing herself to look away as she quickly headed upstairs.




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"No problem baby." He said with a smirk that always had her heart racing. He was entirely too tempting. She had to look away as she took another drink and turned off the bath water.

"Well, there was a block on my room, so clearly I don't want you here." She spat. "Get the fuck out. And I'm not your baby, so stop calling me that." Her voice was hostile, and her words were harsh, she knew that, but she wanted him out of there as soon as possible before he figured out what had just happened between her and Mitch.

He rolled his eyes and laughed darkly. "No, I don't think I will." He said. "Came by to see how the first day at school went." He smirked and she could feel his probing eyes on her. Like he already knew what had happened. He was just waiting for her to tell him.

Trix shrugged. "It was hell. Human school always is." She said simply and he laughed again, seeming to make the very air around them quiver with darkness, sending a chill down her spine that was both frightening and tempting.

"I don't believe you." He said almost angrily when he was done laughing, and, before she had a second to protect her mind, or even dodge, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to her feet, pressing her body tightly to his and wrapping and arm around her waist. She could feel his power enveloping her and sliding into her mind, as he closed his eyes and groaned, making her swallow back a moan, able to feel the intoxicating pull of his darkness as he probed her memories. She could break it if she wanted to, but she was too exhausted from him having broken her blocking spell, and she really didn't want to if she was being honest. She liked feeling him use his black magic on her.

Eventually, he was done, and released her, shoving her away with a smirk, causing her to stumble a bit, still dizzy from his magic. "Told you, you little liar." He said with a wicked grin. "What was that human doing here?" He asked, letting his eyes roam her. "And why the hell did you have your tongue down his throat?"

Trix rolled her eyes and shrugged. "We had to do a project for school." She lied, knowing it was useless because he'd just seen everything that had happened in vivid detail, including the things she'd felt and thought.

"Stop lying." He rolled his eyes. "Didn't look like you were working on a project. Looked like you were getting ready to do him." He taunted.

"Shut the fuck up." She spat bitterly, taking a drink off her whiskey, feeling herself starting to get worked up. "I didn't mean for that to happen. One thing kind of just lead to another." It was a weak defense, she knew that, but she really didn't have anything.

He smirked. "Nah, you meant it. You liked it way too much not to have meant it." He rolled his eyes at her.

"Fuck off Aiden!" She practically shouted. "Excuse me for trying to talk to someone other than you, December, and Benji for once in my fucking life. I'm not running anymore, so why bother blocking out everyone and everything around me anymore?!" She forced herself to lower her voice, in case her God-Father could hear her.

Aiden sighed and stepped close to her, placing a hand on her cheek with a smirk. "Look, baby, I know school's hard." He said, rolling his eyes. "Never liked human school. Guess that's why I never went." He chuckled before wrapping an arm tightly around her waist and pulling her against him again. "But they're humans. You can't make friends with them, and you definitely can't fuck them." He shrugged. "So stop seeing him. He can take you to school tomorrow, since you don't have your car, but after that, it's over." His tone was ordering, and it pissed her off, making her grind her jaw together. "Or I'll kill him and everyone he cares about." He started to kiss her neck and it took everything she had not to lean into him.

Instead, she shoved him off and rolled her eyes. "Like I said, fuck off." She hissed, voice dangerously low. "You can't order me around or threaten me, Aiden." She spat with a shrug. "I've got more power than you ever will."

Aiden just laughed like what she'd said was hilarious, pissing her off even more. "Hate to break it to you honey, but you're not hot shit yet. Yeah, you've got potential, but you're not a full Caster yet. You won't have access to all that power until you choose a side, or get Chosen." He smirked at her and shrugged. "Right now, you're just a hormonal teenager who doesn't know how to use her own strength."

"Stop fucking with me Aiden." She said, fists clenching, clearly on the edge.

"See him again, I'll kill him." He grinned, clearly pushing her, and Bella couldn't take it anymore. The blackness of her irises expanded to swallow even the whites of her eyes and she lashed out, gripping his mind with her own so tightly it caused him to fall to his knees with a loud groan, clearly suppressing a scream. She could feel him fighting her, but she only pulled harder, flooding his mind with the worst possible feelings of pain she could imagine until he finally screamed and she grinned darkly, walking over and kneeling in front of him, eyes completely black as she tilted his chin up to make him looked at her.

She pulled back some on the illusion of pain she was weaving, but kept her hold on him so he knew who was in charge, a wicked gleam in her completely black eyes as she grinned at him. "Still think I don't know how to use my strength?" She laughed. genuinely laughed. It felt insanely good to have her dark magic coursing through her. If filled her with an intoxicating, selfish satisfaction. "You'll stay away from him." She whispered, grin widening. "I'll do whatever the fuck I want."

His laugh made her falter some because she wasn't expecting it. Instead of nodding and agreeing with her, he reached out quickly, fisting a hand in her dark hair and pulling her lips to his harshly. She could taste her power, as well as his, fighting hers, in the kiss and it felt so good she moaned, despite the fact that she tried to pull away, which only caused him to grip her hair tighter.

When he finally released her, he placed his forehead against hers and grinned darkly into her eyes. "You'll be the darkest of us all." He said with so much victory in his voice it caused her to completely drop her hold on her mind, her eyes going back to normal as what he said physically shook her.