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Short Story- Not Another Paranormal Romance: By Adinelle Ggreeo

'The new boy was a demon straight from hell, who came to corrupt their school and she was the only one who was trying to do something about it.'

Fourteen-year-old Gabriella Pierre seems to be the only person at her school not completely enamoured by the supernaturally beautiful Cyrus Hinds, the new boy in their year. A simple touch of hands reveals to her an insidious visage and dark designs now intent on destroying her life.

'What better way for a demon to mess with a teenage girl than to 'fall in love' with her?'

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The new boy was a demon. She knew that it was hard to believe. Her friends didn't even believe her when she tried to tell them! They laughed, thinking she had a crush on the thing and was trying to deny it! The new boy–thing–creature, calling itself Cyrus was a demon straight from hell, who came to corrupt their school and she was the only one who was trying to do something about it.

He came to their school in the middle of the second term, an awkward time to transfer schools, especially secondary schools. He was placed in class 3-B as they had space from a couple of students who transferred out the years before. Gabriella was in class 3-D, so she didn't see or hear much about the new boy until lunchtime. She sat with her friends, Amaya, Kadiah and Marissa at their usual corner table in the cafeteria. Huffing softly, she listened as they gushed about him.

Amaya, being from 3-B, had all the gossip. Their usually quieter friend had a lot to say. With stars in her eyes and awe in her voice, she told them about the tall, handsome boy with deep brown skin and eyes like Brown Obsidian gems. His voice was warm and sweet like hot chocolate, his smile was as bright as diamonds and–

“He's the most beautiful boy I've ever seen!" she signed dreamily. Her wild curly hair flew around her, seeming to be taking part in her excitement and her glasses nearly fell off her face as she gestured wildly.

Gabriella huffed again.

"That's not saying much, Maya. Boys aren't that cute in the first place."

Marissa sighed in exasperation.

"Oh come on, girl. I know you have high standards when it comes to boys, but this one sounds like he would definitely surpass them!" She flicked her long plait over her shoulder, grinning mischievously.

Not this again. Gabriella rolled her eyes.

"I have zero standards for them because I expect them to always be up to no good!"

Her friends laughed good-naturedly.

"Whatever you say, Gabs," Kadiah chuckled. Her fingers were twirling one of her twists as she turned back to Amaya, who took that as her cue to continue singing praises about the new boy.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance. A small crowd was starting to form and voices were rising.

'Ahh,' she thought. 'The man of the hour is here.'

Sure enough, as the crowd parted like the red sea, the new boy came into view.

Oh wow. Gabriella felt her heart flutter a little in her chest. She frowned. It seemed Amaya wasn't exaggerating. He actually was that beautiful.

She thought he looked like one of those royal elves from the Young Adult novels the girls liked to swoon over. He was tall and trim with wide shoulders and a slim waist. The boring white shirt and purple trousers that was the boys’ uniform looked like designer wear on him. He had smooth skin with a few moles here and there and warm dark eyes. He smiled at the people around him, dazzling them with his pearly white teeth. His afro hair was cut into a fade with pentagram star designs on each side of his head. She was surprised he got away with that.

Everyone seemed to be eager to meet the new boy, practically throwing themselves in his face for him to notice them. Gabriella looked on in confusion, her face screwing up at the behaviour. What kind of circus show was this? Are they not embarrassed? These kinds of things only happened in the movies! She couldn't believe people were behaving this way. And over a boy! Sure, a very handsome boy, but still!

"Ahhhhh!" Amaya whisper-squealed. "He's coming this way!" She had latched on to Gabriella's arm squeezing and shaking her. Slapping her friend's hands away, she watched as the new boy made his way over to their table. Already a bit annoyed and not really in the mood to be nice, she spoke before the boy could open his mouth.

"What are you doing here?"

Her friends were aghast, trying to apologize to him and scold her at the same time. He waved them off, laughing softly. Her friends melted. Ugh.

"Amaya right?" he asked. Not waiting for an answer from the girl, he pulled out a sparkly pink pen from his trousers pocket, holding it out to her.

"Thanks for letting me borrow it."

Amaya took the pen reverently. Marissa and Kadiah gaze upon it as if it held the secrets to the universe. Amaya, still too shocked to say anything just nodded, still giggling.

Not missing a beat, the new boy carried on the one-sided conversation. "Are these your friends?"

That shook her back into existence. Amaya jerked, almost falling out of her chair.

"Yeah-Yes!" she almost yelled. "Th-these are my friends Marissa, Kadiah and Gabriella, who's normally really nice." She gave Gabriella an annoyed yet pleading look.

'Play nice and please don't embarrass us to death,' she seemed to say. "Everyone, this is Cyrus!"

Gabriella rolled her eyes but kept quiet. Cyrus smiled at the group and her friends visibly swooned. Honestly! She was starting to feel like she was in a teen drama!

"Nice to meet you all," he said. He held out his hand to shake. Kadiah, who was closest took it immediately, with both of hers.

"Yes, sooo nice to meet you!" she gushed.

Amaya and Marissa were more dignified, softly shaking his hand and giggling all the while. Gabriella stared at his hand for a few seconds. She looked up at him and scowled slightly when she saw that he was grinning down at her. He cocked an eyebrow in challenge. Fine then. She took his hand.

And that’s when things grew weird and terrifying.

Where their hands touched, smoke began to form and deep, nasty burns bloomed across his skin. The air filled with the stench of rotting flesh. Before she could pull back in horror, he did. He yanked his ruined hand back, cradling it to his chest. He hissed at her, his beautiful face contorting grotesquely. And not in the normal way your face goes ugly when you're angry. No, his face grew long and his mouth wide. His teeth went from perfect pearls to long, crooked, yellow daggers. His ears grew tall, long and pointed, like some kind of animal's and his eyes flashed bright and red, burning with a fire that could only be from hell.

Before she could scream, everything went back to normal.

Gabriella blinked, still frozen from the terror at what she saw. But Cyrus looked normal. Normal, pretty face and perfect smile. No pointy ears or red hellfire eyes. His hands were tucked into his pockets, but he wasn't behaving as if he had horrible third-degree burns. She slowly looked around at her friends, and at the other students in the cafeteria. No one was acting out of the ordinary. No one was acting as if Cyrus had just transformed into a monster. He wasn't acting as of he had just transformed into a monster.

Gabriella looked on as he made an excuse to leave, something about needing to head to the principal's office. Her friends cheerfully said their goodbyes. Amaya elbowed her not too gently.

"Fix your face," she hissed.

Gabriella felt the deep frown on her face. She smoothed out her expression but didn't bother to smile as her eyes met his. They were warm and brown and shining with interest. He didn't look upset but intrigued. He smiled at her, a slow, small smile that was meant to look shy.

"See you later, Gabriella?"

His eyes flashed red for just a millisecond. Her breath caught in her throat. She wanted to get up and scream at him, curse him out, maybe grab his face to see if it would burn just like his hand. But no. She would look crazy and get in trouble for attacking the new boy. So she smiled her fakest smile and said,

"See you later, Cyrus”.

Gabriella had some investigating to do.

OO a tag! Thanks, @aalinaaaaaa

So I don't have folders for my WIP, kinda. I have a notebook and a collection of templates from the writing site I write on that I slowly fill out. Anyway

Within my notebook!

Stars Of The Sky

God-named

Ancient Gods

A bunch of pages dedicated to individual gods

Template collection (That have a few things filled out)

Characters

World

Yeah I don't have much. This doesn't include the main document, and what things I do have filled out aren't complete. However, I have thoughts on various things for this story. I also have a pronunciation guide, but don't know why anyone would want to know how I think names should be said (Like Hades' family line, Ariea, is said Ah-ree-ah. I doubt anyone can see it, but it is not said the same as area.)

If we looked at Sightless... Well... there's the document it was written on? I did nothing planning wise for Sightless.

WIP Folder Tag

Thanks to @ruvastuon for the tag!

The premise is to post all the headings under the folder/section for your WIP, and people can send asks for the titles that interest them!

For this, I'm going to go a little left field. In the past, I've presented my Scrivener files for this game.

But for today's edition, you're getting the headings from my notebooks! Two of them, in fact 👀

One of them is for any time that I know I won't have my laptop with me/otherwise in easy reach, such as the train or on holidays.

The other is my notebook. Story ideas go into this one, including ones that are dripping in spoilers for a book that doesn't truly exist yet!

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The Fancy Paperblanks Notebook (The Prose and Pieces notebook)

General

A Deal With the Ancients

Limbo

A few scribbled lines

Writemas — Day 22

Another errant quote

No Good Choices

The Crow's Gift

This Blood-Stained Charcuterie

The Forest's Disgrace

The Swans' Departure

The Markings of the Raven

Obsidian Sapphires

The Temple of Verelise*

Alycja's ceremony*

The walk home*

A Deal and A Proposal*

Dinner that night*

A Conversation on the windowsill*

Ard na Preaghaun*

If You Must*

*These relate to the first redraft of Obsidian Sapphires; A Healing for the Birds is redraft #2

Flamebearer

A Brush with Fate

Stir into life

Before the Blue Embers

Upon the Precipice

The Royal Council meeting

The Highest Bidder

A Promise to Keep

Soulswapped

The New Status Quo

A Question for a Question

A Healing for the Birds

Star-Crossed (including a deleted starting paragraph!)

A Broken Seal

The Next Stage of Pilgrimage

The Chase for the Chalice

A Wish in Exchange

(Cerigo's perspective of the above scene)

A note

An unfeatured paragraph

A Conversation in the Aftermath

The first of the interrogations

Interrogation #2

A Prelude to the Questioning

The Third Interrogation

An Important Visitor

The Lady's Lament

The Fool's Deal

A tidbit about Ruadhán's house

The Notebook I bought in Lidl (The Notes and Ideas notebook)

Little to no major spoilers :D

The meshaika

Background events of the Temple Chaos

The aftermath

The moment the friends vanished

A note on the High Councillors' strategy

The purpose of Morilast's Mark

What's the story's core?

Aileste

Eshani's manor

Claudia's manor

The central ballroom

Naimorste

Seldaikan mages and how they define magic

Alycja's career desires

Cerigo's stance on the aftermath of Chapter Two

Spoilers!

For A Healing for the Birds unless otherwise stated

A comparison of the two balcony scenes

Throwaway ideas

The plot (Chapters One to Three)

Shifting of the Guard (happens towards the end/after Soulswapped)

Some major questions to be answered

Eshani and Claudia's response to the events of Chapters Two/Three and a bit beyond

Alycja's dilemma over the Chalice

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There's a few more entries after this, but they relate to Chapter Four/onwards-ish of A Healing for the Birds, some notes on a potential sequel (they're on the aftermath of the end of the first one!) and what Cerigo told Cheyoria after she came home the night of the ruined ceremony. Extremely spoilery stuff (ask if you want, but maybe do it off-anon or in a private message 👀😅)

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Anyway, I'm going to put an open tag to see everyone's wip folders, and also send tags to @nightmaricwriter @seastarblue @willtheweaver @bardic-tales @finickyfelix @yaboiii-azzy @thatndginger @winterandwords @wintherlywords @jev-urisk @writingamongther0ses @avrablake @ark-inkweaving @oros-ash3s @bloodlessheirbyjacques @space-writes @thebookishkiwi @vesanal

"These modern societal degenerates don't know what cuteness is when all they see is looks." I say with contempt as I lovingly scritch my Eldritch horror, watching as all their eyes close in blissful content and a small purr escapes their maw.

"Luckily for you, you have cuteness both in and out." I smile, and at that, it seems to smile with me.

Other magicians got cute familiars, yours is the cutest, but everyone seems afraid of her…

i hope that our few remaining readers give up on that unfinished wip from seven years ago

and i hope we come up with a failsafe plot that piss off the dumb few that keep commenting all the ways they'd write it differently

in my life i hope i lie and tell everyone the next chapter will be out on time

and i hope i write (i hope we all write)

i hope you write (i hope we both write)