Stories Of Love, Loss, And Hope (Third Passage!)

Aaron was mesmerized as he stared at the strange human before him. Human with wings. He still didn't think it was possible. He never believed in angels, but here was one right in front of him, one so beautiful and goddess-like, he was almost blinded by her glory.
She drew her sword and swung, sending the beasts pursuing him flying. She swung again, and then another time, then another, and then once more, not once stopping to catch her breath. When she finally got irritated enough, she pointed her sword in the air and a flame grew around it. There was a blinding light, and when Aaron was able to see again, all of the beasts were scattered, lying dead on the ground. He looked over at the angel so-called Camille as she dropped her sword and resumed to stare at Aaron.
"What the hell just happened?" he asked, almost positive that he would see this majestic creature once again.
"Simple, really," she responded, her voice as heavenly as her sky-blue eyes. "I just saved your sorry ass."
Hint: Salvation

The Answer To Second Passage!

Sorry I fogot to post yesterday.

She looked at herself in the mirror, still anxious but excited. She observed herself, trying to criticize any imperfection. She was praying that there wasn't anything on her wedding dress that she couldn't see. Today was the last day she would be a free woman, for tomorrow was the day she would become Mrs. Nikki Summers.The door opens, then is slammed, and she stirred when she saw her fiancé, Jared, in the reflection of the mirror. "Jared, what are you doing here?! Oh, God, you weren't supposed to see me in my-"She stopped herself short when he realized he looked worried."What's wrong?"He ignored her. He didn't even look up, as if he hadn't even heard her.Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She gasped at what she saw.Disturbing cuts and bruises appeared on her body, and her wedding dress was suddenly covered in blood. And then she remembered her nightmare the night before.It was still feint, still a blur. But it came to her now. She had been sitting on the cliff that looked high over the ocean, up into the sunset. She had thought she was in paradise, the beauty and peacefulness of that moment - all shattered by the feel of hands against her back, pushing her over the edge."Jared?" she said unsure, tears rising in her eyes, hoping it wasn't true. It can't be, she thought as her heart raced. It can't be.She reached out to rest her hand on his shoulder. "Jared, I-"But her hand passed right through him.His phone rang, and he took a quick, deep breath and answered. "Did you find the body?"She gulped as she could hear someone on the other end all too clearly."Yes," the person replied. "She...she was in the ocean. She most likely fell onto the rocks, considering the bruises on her body-"Jared shut the phone. He let out a sob, as did Nikki."No," Nikki cried, shaking her head ferociously. "No, it can't be! Please, you have to hear me. I'm right here. Jared? Jared!"His name echoed through the room. She noticed him shiver, and then whispered, "I'll never forget you, Nikki. How could I? You're going to be buried on our wedding day..."
Note: A person may die, but your love for them never will.

Stories Of Love, Loss, And Hope (Second Passage!)

She looked at herself in the mirror, still anxious but excited. She observed herself, trying to criticize any imperfection. She was praying that there wasn't anything on her wedding dress that she couldn't see. Today was the last day she would be a free woman, for tomorrow was the day she would become Mrs. Nikki Summers.
The door opens, then is slammed, and she stirred when she saw her fiancé, Jared, in the reflection of the mirror. "Jared, what are you doing here?! Oh, God, you weren't supposed to see me in my-"
She stopped herself short when he realized he looked worried.
"What's wrong?"
He ignored her. He didn't even look up, as if he hadn't even heard her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She gasped at what she saw.
Disturbing cuts and bruises appeared on her body, and her wedding dress was suddenly covered in blood. And then she remembered her nightmare the night before.
It was still feint, still a blur. But it came to her now. She had been sitting on the cliff that looked high over the ocean, up into the sunset. She had thought she was in paradise, the beauty and peacefulness of that moment - all shattered by the feel of hands against her back, pushing her over the edge.
"Jared?" she said unsure, tears rising in her eyes, hoping it wasn't true. It can't be, she thought as her heart raced. It can't be.
She reached out to rest her hand on his shoulder. "Jared, I-"
But her hand passed right through him.
His phone rang, and he took a quick, deep breath and answered. "Did you find the body?"
She gulped as she could hear someone on the other end all too clearly.
"Yes," the person replied. "She...she was in the ocean. She most likely fell onto the rocks, considering the bruises on her body-"
Jared shut the phone. He let out a sob, as did Nikki.
"No," Nikki cried, shaking her head ferociously. "No, it can't be! Please, you have to hear me. I'm right here. Jared? Jared!"
His name echoed through the room. She noticed him shiver, and then whispered, "I'll never forget you, Nikki. How could I? You're going to be buried on our wedding day..."

Posting the note tomorrow! Hint: things that last forever.

The Answer To Yesterdays Passage!

From the moment he saw her, he felt an instant connection, a strange tug. The pull Zeke felt toward her was so strong, he couldn't help but follow her to her locker and, for some reason, bug the hell out of her.He watched her set her combination into place, then pulled down as it clicked open. He said not a single word as he continued to observe her as she put books in and took other books out. She glanced over at him finally and spoke. "Can I help you? Are you lost or something?""Yes, I can't find my way out of your eyes," he said, giving a sideways smile, realizing exactly how cheesy that sounded.The girl swallowed, the she looked furious. "Stop before you eve start. You're just like all the rest. I don't want to be part of you little joke. I'm not a game that you can just play whenever you feel like it, you jerk!"He could hear the tears in her voice, see it in her beautiful deep green eyes. He leaned against her locker, inches away from her face, and whispered, "I would never do that." Then in a louder voice: "Even if I did, I wouldn't just play you, I'd do everything to win you."She shoved him away. "Win me? she said fiery. "What am I, a prize at the county fair? I'm nobody's possession!"Zeke realized his poor choice of words, and tried to defend himself. "That's not what I meant.""Then what did you mean?" she retorted weakly, in a strained voice.He looked down and happened to see her hands, and the L-O-V-E on her knuckles in permanent black Sharpie.He smiled as he recalled her familiar handwriting. He took her her hands in his and looked back up at her. "I meant that I would do everything to win your heart, like I have before. I meant that I know you, Hailey. Your favorite color is jade, you hate ketchup, and that for some reason you love the number fifteen. You're scared of aliens coming down to invade earth and you're a freak for books about angels and you believe in true love. I remember you, and I never forgot you. The question is, do you remember me?"He showed her his own knuckles with the letters T-R-U-E, one on each knuckle in permanent black Sharpie.
And the theme (note) was:

Note: Love does not find you, you find it. And if you lose it, then it will come back.

Fallen by Lauren Kate (And the sequel Torment)

Okay so I know I haven't posted in a while but I've been busy now that I am in high school, and that I haven't done anymore stories. That's because I always get stuck halfway, so instead, I'll be doing "Stories of Love, Loss, And Hope" - random pieces of stories that whip up in my head that kind of have a main idea, and so I thought I'd post one of those every week and have you guys (And by you guys, I mean Eliora =P) guess what it is! But before the first piece, I want to talk to you guys about probably one of the best love stories ever: Fallen by Lauren Kate! This book is probably the most romantic book ever, based on a girl names Luce. She is accused of killing her friend (boyfriend?), so she is sent to a reform school (or whatever it's called). She meets Daniel, and there's something familiar about him, something that makes Luce strangely drawn to him, but everytime she tries to get closer, he keeps away. There's a reason for his staying at a distance from her: He's a fallen angel. And not only that, but he's been around for ages. And there was something else: Luce has been with Daniel many times before. They are stuck in a cycle where they cannot even be together because the truth has killed her before, which is why he stays as far away from her as possible; to protect her. Can Daniel break this cursed cycle they have been damned with, or is Luce doomed to her repeated fate? Find out by reading it! Torment, the sequel is also out now. (And so is the sequel to one of my other favorite books of all time, Hush, Hush!)
Okay, I thought that review would be shorter but oh well! Here's the first passage of "Stories of Love, Loss, and Hope"!(Remember to try to guess the main idea!)

From the moment he saw her, he felt an instant connection, a strange tug. The pull Zeke felt toward her was so strong, he couldn't help but follow her to her locker and, for some reason, bug the hell out of her.
He watched her set her combination into place, then pulled down as it clicked open. He said not a single word as he continued to observe her as she put books in and took other books out. She glanced over at him finally and spoke. "Can I help you? Are you lost or something?"
"Yes, I can't find my way out of your eyes," he said, giving a sideways smile, realizing exactly how cheesy that sounded.
The girl swallowed, the she looked furious. "Stop before you eve start. You're just like all the rest. I don't want to be part of you little joke. I'm not a game that you can just play whenever you feel like it, you jerk!"
He could hear the tears in her voice, see it in her beautiful deep green eyes. He leaned against her locker, inches away from her face, and whispered, "I would never do that." Then in a louder voice: "Even if I did, I wouldn't just play you, I'd do everything to win you."
She shoved him away. "Win me? she said fiery. "What am I, a prize at the county fair? I'm nobody's possession!"
Zeke realized his poor choice of words, and tried to defend himself. "That's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?" she retorted weakly, in a strained voice.
He looked down and happened to see her hands, and the L-O-V-E on her knuckles in permanent black Sharpie.
He smiled as he recalled her familiar handwriting. He took her her hands in his and looked back up at her. "I meant that I would do everything to win your heart, like I have before. I meant that I know you, Hailey. Your favorite color is jade, you hate ketchup, and that for some reason you love the number fifteen. You're scared of aliens coming down to invade earth and you're a freak for books about angels and you believe in true love. I remember you, and I never forgot you. The question is, do you remember me?"
He showed her his own knuckles with the letters T-R-U-E, one on each knuckle in permanent black Sharpie.

I'll post the note tomorrow! (That's what I'm gonna call the main idea, notes!)

Wings: Final Chapter!

Aaron’s P.O.V.

I searched and searched through the papers for the drawing of Elena, finding nothing.
“Looking for this?”
I froze. I turned slowly, and realized even slower that my brother was standing right in front of me, holding up the drawing. He held it out and waited for me to grab it.
I reached out for it, feeling a strange warmth as I gripped it carefully between my fingers.
“Just wanted to say good luck,” Adam told me, smirking. “Elena won’t be easy.”
“I kind of figured that out already,” I muttered.
He laughed, then looked at me sincerely. “I’ll miss you guys like hell.”
I smiled. “Luckily, that’s not where you’re going.” I lowered my voice. “I’ll miss you, too.”
“Take care of her and my Naomi for me. This isn’t goodbye, but I still just wanted to let you know that I’ll always be watching, so don’t think of doing anything stupid.” He gave me a look of warning. “If you ever break Elena’s heart…you don’t even want to know.”
I shook my head. “I could never hurt her.” I looked down at Elena’s drawn face.
“Thank you, Adam,” I whispered, still looking down. “I promise you, I’ll try to make her as happy as you did.”
“No,” he told me. “You’ll make her much happier. I know you will.”
“There was something I always wanted to ask you, but I was afraid you’d get mad.”
“What is it?”
“How’s she in bed?” But when I looked back up, he was gone, leaving a golden piece of paper in his place on the floor. I picked up his note.
Find out for yourself, the paper read, and I smirked.
I ran back downstairs where I found Elena thanking Diego and Cam for watching Naomi while we were gone, the drawing and Adam’s note in my hands.
I noticed little Naomi and the dog Cam had gotten for me as a present sleeping on the pullout couch, which Elena had found in the basement a few days ago.
After they left, Elena took Naomi up to her crib, and we plopped down on the bed. She was suddenly on top of me, biting her lip and leaning in seductively. Her lips met mine, and I pulled her closer, not wanting to let her go for even a second, now that I finally had her all to myself.
I was relieved that I could finally be with her without feeling guilty, without having to restrain myself.
I pulled away slowly, and laughed when I saw that she hadn’t wanted me to. “I thought you said it was too soon?” I told her, smug.
She shrugged, and I pulled Adam’s note out of my pocket. “I saw Adam and asked him how you were in bed,” I explained, holding out the paper to her.
Her eyes skimmed the note, then looked back at me and the smile on my face.
“Oh, shut up and kiss me,” she muttered, throwing the paper over her shoulder.
Happy to oblige, I thought as I laid my lips on hers, anxious to have her in my arms as I‘d imagined so many times.
Finally.

Epilogue

Skye’s P.O.V.

We had done something special for Adam’s funeral. Since he had always wanted to go to Brazil, and he surprised me by taking me there on our honeymoon, we decided to whip up a ceremony in his honor. We wanted his memory to live on, not bury it in the depths of our mind like the majority of people. Everyone that knew Adam, Aaron, Naomi, the dog and I, his mother and her boyfriend and daughter, my father, Noah and Ariana, and even Cam and Diego, came dressed in white. We all gathered at a beach in Rio and got in a circle in the water just before sunset. Everyone said a few words, then threw a white rose in the center.
Everyone had returned back home to San Diego except for the four of us. Aaron had insisted on staying her a while longer, why, I didn’t know.
And now I was meeting him at the beach. I hadn’t seen him the whole day. I’d just found a note.
We’ll be waiting at the beach at sunset, it read. I have a surprise for the family.
My throat had tightened at the word family.
When I got there, I found him with Naomi and Charlie, which is what he had named the dog, sitting on a checkered blanket surrounded by rose petals and candles.
“A picnic?” I asked him as I walked up to them, touched.
“It’s more than a picnic. Isn’t it, Squirt?” he said, looking down at Naomi as he stood. Then he looked at me, his adoring eyes melting my heart. “It’s a proposal,” he finished.
I felt my lips begin to quiver as he got on one knee, pulling out a ring. I found it ironic that Adam’s twin was proposing to me. Déjà vu.
“I love you, Elena,” he told me. “And nothing would make me happier than for you to marry me.”
“Not one for words, are you?” I asked him as I took the ring from his hand and placed it on my finger.
“You know I’m more of one to take action,” he said, rising, smirking the smug smile I’d seen too many times.
“You can say that again,” I said smiling as I laid my lips on his, his hands around my waist holding me closer as the sun disappeared behind the horizon.
Charlie barked and Naomi cooed loudly, and I realized this really was family. A family that I could expand with Aaron, and nothing would make me happier than to do so. I smiled as we kissed, knowing that there was only one thing to call this joy I felt.
Love.

Wings:Chapter Seven And Eight

Monday's Chapter

Skye's P.O.V.

As soon as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, I appeared in the brightest place, nothing but the sky, and a flat white field around me. The middle of nowhere. Nonetheless, it was beautiful.
I saw Adam right in front of me from where I stood, my face deep in his chest. I quickly realized that I was in Adam’s embrace. I felt arms around my waist, and something even softer wrapping my entire body, as if we were both in a warm blanket.
But this was no blanket. There was nothing on earth as soft and warm as this. And as hard. It was stiff and as hard as steel, but yet, it was so blissfully soft. It made me feel protected and loved at the same time. It was the most heavenly thing I ever felt.
I lifted my face and observed what this thing surrounding us was.
They were…wings.
Holding me close to Adam.
My lip quivered as I looked up at Adam’s face. He was looking down at me, smiling.
“Hello, Angel,” he said softly.
“You’re the Angel here,” I whispered as I felt his wings. It was so steel-like, and yet, the feathers slipped through my fingers with ease.
“Your Angel,” he whispered back.
He let his wings spread out away from me. I took a step back.
He was so beautiful. There was a light, I noticed, that surrounded him. He was glowing all over. His violet eyes glowed with a grey around the edges that I’d never noticed before. His wings had a faint gold shimmer to them. And his smile, that had always seemed to gleam, was whiter than ever.
He reached down for my hand and slipped his fingers though mine.
He began pulling me forward, his way of insisting that I walk with him.
“They offered us a contract, you know,” he began casually. He looked over at me, waiting for me to say something, then continued when I didn’t.
“We had to turn it down.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I refused.” He shrugged and looked down at me again. “I never told you this, because I knew you would disagree, but I was going to quit the band once this was all over.”
“How come?” I asked
He let go of my hand and stopped walking. “Elena, I had you and Naomi to worry about. Do you actually think I’d leave you to perform around the world?”
I winced. “Was the offer that big?”
“Yes.”
“Then yeah, I do think that! Why didn’t you take it? It could have been such a big opportunity for you.”
“I don’t give a damn about opportunity when it comes to family,” he said in a strong voice. Then, in a softer tone, he told me, “I would give up anything for you and Naomi.”
When a tear made its way down my face, Adam said cautiously, afraid to set something off, “Being…an angel means that I have the knowledge. Of everything. Every thought that ever ran past your head, every moment in your life, every tragedy that you cried about, every feeling you’ve had, every secret you ever kept from me.” He paused to give me a second to take that all in. “I don’t know how my mind can just see it all, but it can. I know everything about you, Aaron, and everyone else in the whole world. Everything about the past, the present and future…And even how things would have been if they had occurred differently.”
I swallowed, realizing what he meant by this. He saw how it would have all turned out if he had never…died.
“Would you like to see?”
“Yes,” I whispered, nodding.
He took my hand again, and it all went black.
Then we were back in the hospital.

Today's Chapter

Skye's P.O.V.

I saw myself, with the same worried expression that I’d wore when I was anxiously waiting for news on Adam, Aaron by my side.
The same Dr. Alvarez attended us, and we stood.
“They’re all fine,” he assured us. “A few cuts, here and there, but they’ll be all better after some well-needed rest.”
I watched myself sigh in relief. “Take me to him,” the replica in front of me requested, the same thing I had said before, but now in an anxious voice.
Adam and I followed the clones down the same hallway, into the same room. Everything was the same in the scene that had been, except this time, I was relieved and happy as I saw Adam walk out of the room, a large bandage wrapped around his waist. The bruises and scratches were not as graphic as they had actually been.
Dr. Alvarez walked back the way we had come, and I dug my face into Adam’s chest. He whimpered quietly as he flinched, and I leaned away quickly. “I’m sorry,” my clone told Adam’s clone. The fake Adam smiled. “Worth it,” he said, then pulled me back into him.
“Glad you’re not dead,” the fake Aaron muttered softly. I watched as I pulled away from Adam to let him face Aaron. Adam laughed. “Glad you didn’t hope I was.”
Aaron joined him in his laugh, and then they both stopped abruptly.
And then, just when I thought that Adam and Aaron could never repeat what they had done at the wedding, they pulled each other into a firm hug, patting each other softly on the back.
The scene in front of me fainted slowly, then disappeared entirely, and we were back at the white field.
Adam squeezed my hand and held it up to where his heart should have been, but I couldn’t feel it beating. I sucked in a breath of air.
“Whether I’m dead or alive, Skye, I’ll always watch over you and Naomi.” He paused, then continued. “And like I said, I know everything. And I know that you love me, but I know that you love Aaron much more. Maybe you don’t know it, but I do. So I want you to be with him.”
I looked over at him, tears in my eyes. “But-”
He placed a finger over my lips. “Being with someone else doesn’t necessarily mean you have to let go.”
I sighed in relief, realizing what his words meant. That I could live my life and not have to worry about losing him.
“I’ll always be with you, watching over you, in your heart, in your dreams.” Adam placed his hand on my cheek and closed his eyes. He opened them again. “I love you. And I always will.”
He leaned in, and pressed his lips against mine.
It was the most heavenly thing I ever felt, better than the warm and protected feeling of his wings around me, holding me close to Adam. Better than any kiss from him before, any from Aaron.
It was pure bliss.
And then he was fading.
No! I thought. You can’t slip through my fingers. Not now.
I was alone in the white field.
My eyes flew open.

Ninth Chapter! (Bonus for understanding my late posting.)


I stayed frozen where I was for a few moments, making sure that I remembered every second of that dream, relived when I realized I did. I remembered it as clearly as I would have remembered it if it had actually happened.
My heart racing, I heard Aaron next to me ask, “Are you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost.”
“Not a ghost,” I said slowly. “An angel.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“I saw Adam,” I explained.
He looked at me in sympathy. “Skye, I’m sorry, but it was just a dream.”
“No, it wasn’t. Well, it was, but he-” I froze as I saw something glow a feint gold light. I gasped as I reached out for the feather laying on Aaron’s shoulder and held it up in front of his face. His eyes widened as he observed.
“Still don’t believe me?”
His hands began shaking. “I…I don’t-”
“Here.” I put the feather in his hand. “Try to bend it.”
He did as he was told, and when he couldn’t no matter how hard he struggled, he exhaled in shock. “B-but how?” he stammered.
I put my hand on his cheek. “Because it really was him,” I whispered.
I felt his body shiver. “What…what did he say?”
I looked down at my hand as I let it fall from his face. “To move on. To live my life and be happy. With you.”
He lifted my head with his hand. “Are you?” He asked me, hopeful.
I closed my eyes and sighed. I remembered Adam’s words about living my life and not having to let go. Nothing else could possibly make me feel more at peace than knowing that I could trust his reassuring words.
I felt as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders as I realized that I didn’t really lose Adam at all. He was gone, and I had felt like the world would end when I accepted this, but he would always be with me, watching over us.
I opened my eyes.
“Yes,” I answered.
He smiled the biggest smile I’d ever seen from him, and for the first time ever, as he rested his lips on mine, I felt no guilt, felt that this is what Adam would want for me, felt that I could finally be truly happy.

Final Chapter will be posted on Friday!