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.”

call you by the name you

a false name; it wouldn’t matter what her name was. No one in this world knew her. She sat looking into his eyes, and it was so strange despite this big ugly monster. There was such kindness in those eyes. She had never seen kindness in the eyes of anyone, and she found herself wanting to

said softly, “my name

the Northern lights?” He

the Destiny princess,” she

is Stanton, and it is very nice to meet you,” she wasn’t so sure; the jury was 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

any grace. The woman clearly didn’t like them. Aurora would have said the woman hated her,

picked up his chilled glass. “Well, doesn’t she have a winning personality,” he muttered, and

“Is it that obvious?”

“You stand out.”

Las Vegas. Before

brings you

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

It that strange non-existent smile he had. “I get it not sharing with people,

a lot of bullshit lines, but that one

her reaction. “Have

raised in an orphanage. “She had no idea why she

and lowered his voice. “You don’t know

dropped both their plates on the table before them and wandered off. “I know what I am,” she said, picking up her burger. She was so hungry, and she took a huge unladylike bite. Her mouth so full it made chewing

are you?” He asked, picking up his own burger and taking a big bite.

“I’m a prostitute.”

“IS that all?”

not exactly a

shook his head with an ironic chuckle. “You

was starting to get annoyed. “What am