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Hayley, what will you do if whatever has a hold on your husband subsequently kills him? How would you break that to your children?

"well first off, i am going to try and make sure that this doesn't kill my husband. i really don't want to think about telling my kids that, since it hasn't happened yet. i have dealt with a lot of death in my life. i have dealt with almost losing elijah before, but i'm going to fight just as harder maybe even harder to make sure he is safe."

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hearing the other voice caused her shoulders to jolt upwards, wiping her tears, she sniffed before letting out a sigh. "no, not really. pretty sure the only person who has seen me cry is my husband. which has been in our house and never in public." this all felt like a new low, of course she'd dealt with much worse. being a demon who brought souls wasn't exactly an easy or decent job. yet, she would rather be doing that than know that her family was in danger. "just got a lot going on and really not sure how to handle any of it, but i'll figure it out."

looking up at the other, she noticed the cigarette and decided to give into temptation. "do you have any more of those?" the only thing the demon smoked was for medical purposes but right now the smell seemed to provide calm.

Cigarette smoke swirled upward from the ash tray on his desk as he read over the current file he'd been working on. Typical work like always, some husband wanting to catch his wife in the act of cheating or vise versa. It seemed like no one in New Orleans had the desire to be faithful. At least not the seedy fools who came slinking into his office. It always ended the same way, even the ones seeking truth were often unfaithful as well, just looking for a reason to feel better about their own actions.

Tired, and with a headache that made reading the small printed text nearly impossible, he stood up, placed the still it cigarette in his mouth, and stepped out of the office. Down the internal steps and out the front door, he walked with the cigarette hanging from his lips, checking his phone and barely looking where he was going. That was the typical routine. He always had unread notifications from girls he'd hooked up with once or twice (never three times), or clients looking for updates on cases he hadn't broken yet. For the most part, all of them went ignored.

As he strode out of the office building and toward the water to enjoy fresh, clean air along with his cigarette smoke, he caught the sound of someone crying. His bread and butter, truly. Unlike some men who loved to pray on the emotionally unstable for romantic purposes, Heath had realized early in his career that these were the people who needed his help most. They had cases, they had issues, they had problems that only a sneak like Heath could solve.

He came to a stop next to the emotionally distraught person and flicked the cigarette ash onto the ground. Taking a long drag, he exhaled and said, "You alright?" Clearly they were not alright, but hey I noticed you sobbing from across the street was not a good entry into conversation with a stranger.

josie wasn't normally one to be out in society, often finding herself at home with a good book, or some new gripping television show, but it was a hot day and being near water felt like the perfect getaway. setting out her towel, she placed all her belongings neatly around, before going to grab a drink with a book in hand. by the time she came back, a piña colada in one hand, her sigh covered by the book. unaware of her surroundings, the siphoner sat on someone else's blanket, only to be sucked deeper in the story she read.

it wasn't until an annoyed voice rang in her ears, that she realized she wasn't with her things. looking around with wide eyes, she quickly got up, her cheeks flushing as she apologized. "oh, i'm so sorry, i uhh wasn't paying attention. i got sucked into this book and must've sat on your towel. i'm not wet so it shouldn't be soaked or anything."

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the water felt so refreshing, the cool sensation hitting against the new hybrids skin. she felt at peace, the first time in the last month where she had truly felt at peace. everything became an overwhelming feeling and something she had never wanted. she was happy as just a wolf, she could control that just about and now, now she felt as if she had taken five steps backwards. but the swim, it was helping her, everyone of her senses just focusing on the water. the sounds, the feeling, it felt good. finally getting out of the water, an hour after she started her swim, there was a small roll of her eyes for a brief moment. “do you mind, you’re sitting on my towel.” she almost snapped at the person. the sense of calming she had fading almost instantly. god, maybe she should just live in the water and as far away from society as she could.

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"oh, okay, yeah so sorry to bother you." eleanor turned to see the empty table, realizing that the only person she saw in this giant place was charlie. once her gaze went back to the other, he was already sitting, looking just as confused as she was. flexing her hands, she placed the manuscript on the counter before giving the other a smile. "so umm, i've decided to just kinda be up front with people since my brain is moving so much faster than any other body part. anyways, it's not you making this whole thing awkward its very much me." giggling softly, she shook her head and took a seat. "my name is eleanor, have we met before?"

he looked familiar but it was impossible to put any names to faces. elle's memory was still fuzzy, each day she was alive brought something new. the name of a childhood friend or just something she once loved. the whole process made her feel as if she was insane and honestly who could blame her if she was?

Charlie sighed in frustration as he carefully dished up his plate of food, realizing that the girl in front of him seemed to have misunderstood. He could see the confusion on her face as she held the oversized plate that was clearly meant for more than just one person. "It's not for me," he explained, trying to sound patient despite his irritation. "It's probably for one of my cousins or my uncle. You can just leave it on the table over there." He gestured towards the empty table in the corner of the room, hoping she would understand and not cause any further confusion.

Charlie took a seat and silently cursed himself for not clarifying things sooner. He felt a pang of embarrassment at the awkward situation unfolding before him. Glancing at the abundant amount of food on his plate, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the thought of having to explain himself further.

hearing the dead are being resurrected and seeing it are two totally different things. when it happens, no one is really sure how they would react, gabriela happened to start with staring. summer had died two years ago, it was something that sent a shockwave through the savlatore-gilbert family and so many others. so to see her walking about the streets caused gabi to stop right in her tracks. taking a deep breath she walked forward and tapped the other on her shoulder. "summer, i have a ton of question but the loudest one is, have you spoken to your parents and are you okay?" it was a loaded questions, but she wasn't sure how the other was brought back to life. concern laced their face as they examined summer for any signs of harm.

As Summer stepped off the bus in New Orleans, the humid air wrapped around her like a heavy blanket. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in her chest. It had been two years since she died, and now she was back, searching for answers about her family and her own death.

Confusion clouded her mind as she navigated the unfamiliar streets, her heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. The sight of the bodies, their lifeless forms bearing the unmistakable marks of a violent struggle, sent shivers down her spine. Was it werewolves? Vampires? The supernatural world she had only heard whispers about?

Despite her fear, there was a glimmer of bravery in her eyes as she clutched the necklace that had brought her back from the beyond. It was that same bravery that had kept her going through the uncertainty of her newfound existence. Now, as she delved deeper into the mysteries of New Orleans, she knew that facing the unknown was the only way to uncover the truth about her family and the dark forces at play in the city.

As Summer's journey unfolded, she found herself drawn into a web of supernatural intrigue, where every step brought her closer to unraveling the secrets of her past and the chilling reality of the supernatural world.

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the boy before her seemed more worried than most while shopping at the farmers market. normally, people were care-free knowing that it was the last few hours before heading back to the working week. taking a small package of blueberries out of her bag, she then handed them over to charlie with a grin. "here you go, i bought a lot of them earlier. planning on making some type of cobbler but i got way too many so i'd rather them not go to waste."

giving the other another glance, she realized why he looked so familiar. "are your parents hayley and elijah?"

Charlie looked down at the piece of paper that had his father's shopping list on it. Blueberries weren't on the list. He had been told to stick to the list and only the list. "I'm sure," he replied, as he surveyed the items he had gathered.

He knew that the blueberries weren't on the list, but he couldn't resist the temptation. "I'll keep that in mind for next time, but it's for my father. He won't mind if I don't pay full price," he responded with a shrug of his shoulders as he grabbed his order and started to put it into his backpack. "Maybe I'll have to try the blueberries next time," he thought to himself, already planning his next excursion to the store.

for the tiniest moment, gabriela could see the person she'd love before, but it instantly went away with venomous threats being hurled at her. this was why they didn't work, no love was present in raymis, only darkness and hatred, they only took pleasure if it also involved pain. for gabi, that didn't feel like love. "my daughter is not neglecting any part of her, she is a young woman who is still figuring herself out. when she is ready i will tell her all about being a demon and what it entails, but she isn't just a demon and neither was i. you seem to forget how my soul was sold in the first place." she was always more human than raymis, more human than any demon she worked with while bringing souls.

"yes, i traded love for hatred, most would do the same thing. tyler doesn't hurt me the way you did raymis. i am not pretending to be anyone." her words came out through gritted teeth, heat rising through her body as they began to threaten her daughter. as raymis got closer she didn't back away, a stern look on her face as she looked them in the eyes. "don't you dare threaten my family, you've been dead before and i can make sure you'll be dead again." she stood tall against raymis, not backing down. "what do you want me to come back to? you hurting me time and time again, only doing things because some higher power demanded it? i don't want to live like that, i have a life here, one that doesn't make me feel used." if raymis really did love her, then he would leave now, but she knew that their love was so not the same.

raymis moved his attention to gabriela forgetting that anyone else existed . the demon moved standing 6 ft tall to meet her lower stare . " your daughter is neglecting part of herself . . just like her mother . " they spoke darkly , almost as if they were disappointed in the other demon's action . " maybe i'm just trying to make sure she embraces her true self . . something you failed doing lala . " raymis revealed his disposition . maybe it was jealousy that gabriela had started a whole new life and abandoned her duties to hell ;; and in raymis eye's kaya was the result of that betrayal .

" you traded us , for this ? " the demon spoke darkly as if they were the higher species , before their nearly black , dark brown hues fell on her husbands across the room . " seeing you try to pretend to be like them makes me sick . . " raymis tone was deep , rough and heartless as they displayed their own anger . " so if i can't have you . i'll take the second best thing , i'm sure arcadia would like to meet kaya . " raymis threaten , clearly trying to get under gabriela skin . " or you can come back home , and things can be the way they were lala . . how does that sound ? " he approached her , leaving little space between them .

Foolish men have tried But only you have shown me how to love being alive Until it's time to see the light I'll make my own with you each night I'll kidnap all the stars and I will keep them in your eyes

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