Beautiful Creatures Series

They walked past the other tables. Everyone was talking, so it had gotten pretty loud. They walked to a table in the corner, and then he pulled out one of the chairs for her. Aurora looked at the chair, confused and then she looked up at him with question. Was he actually pulling her seat out for her? No one had ever shown her any consideration before. Aurora sat down, and he slid her chair into the table with ease. He then pulled out the chair across from hers and flagged down a waitress.

The waitress came over, eyeing Aurora with disgust but then asked what they wanted. “I’ll have a double bacon cheeseburger with fries and whatever beer you got on tap today.”

“Anything else?” The waitress sneered at Aurora.

“What would you like for lunch?” He asked her.

Aurora looked up at the waitress with a glare. “I'll have what he’s having.”

“You got ID?” The waitress asked knowingly.

“Bitch, don’t make me call Sam over,” Aurora barked, threatening to call the bartender she had paid off.

“Whore,” the waitress snarled as she walked away.

Aurora returned her gaze to the man that was buying. He looked at her and slightly shook his head in disapproval. “What?” Aurora asked. She didn’t know why, but his disapproval slightly bugged her.

“You shouldn’t talk like that. It’s ugly.”

Aurora laughed. Was this man lecturing her about ugly? “So?”

“You are way too pretty for such ugly language,” then the corner of his mouth twitched… was he sneering or smiling? She couldn’t tell. “And believe me, I know a thing or two about being ugly,” Aurora laughed out loud when she realized he was making a joke, so that strange little twitch was an attempt to smile. This man was hard to figure out. “What’s your name.

“Does it matter?” She shrugged.

“It does to me.”

No one had ever cared enough to ask her what her name was. Although she supposed many of them, she wouldn’t have told. Aurora leaned forward and braced her forearms on the table’s edge. “Baby, you can call me whatever name you like.”

like to call you by the name

strange despite this big ugly monster. There was such kindness in those eyes. She had

said softly, “my name is

the Northern

Destiny princess,”

still out as to whether or not knowing this man was going to be nice or not, but up to this point, he wasn’t that bad. Sure, he looked like a gargoyle, and he sounded like a wild animal, but he had been kind to her, and she couldn’t help but wonder what his motivation was. Everyone had an agenda, and she had yet to

grace. The woman clearly didn’t like them. Aurora would have said the woman hated her, but she got the feeling

the next table and Stanton picked up his chilled glass. “Well, doesn’t she

“Is it that obvious?”

“You stand out.”

from Las Vegas.

you to

as she sipped her beer. She didn’t feel like telling

people, but you can trust me. If you can’t trust your own kind,

bullshit lines, but that one has got to be a

confused by her reaction. “Have you been alone long?” He

I was raised in an orphanage. “She had no

lowered his voice.

the table before them and wandered off. “I know what I am,” she said, picking

asked, picking up his own

“I’m a prostitute.”

“IS that all?”

“I’m not exactly

with an ironic chuckle.

was starting to get annoyed. “What