Mireya has always known she was different. She just didn’t realize how much. Upon her 18th birthday she gets information that will forever change her life. The stuff of her nightmares is reality. The things that go bump in the night really do exist. It’s up to her and her family to fight these monsters. Her life will never be the same. What happens when she falls in love with one such being? Will she live up to her legacy or become what she hunts?
A/N: I was away for awhile taking care of a few personal issues thank you for your patience.
My muse kept telling me this story needs to be told. I love anything related to supernatural/horror beings. This is a TRR love story. It is a slow burn. This is unbeta. All mistakes are mine. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to choices by Pixelberry. I’m just borrowing them. Same with the pics they are not mine.
Warnings: violence, cursing, murder, revenge, death. By reading you are acknowledging you are at least 18 years of age.
You head home going straight for the shower. Eager
to wash the blood and dirt off your body.
After your shower, you decide to get some food. You
get in your SUV and drive the 5 miles to your new
favorite diner. On the way there you pass by the diner
you used to hang out at with Josh and Alex. You feel
that deep ache in your heart every time you thought
about them. 7 years had gone by and the pain is still
the same. You never celebrated your birthday
anymore. The pain of them dying on that day was too
much. Instead you would visit their graves on your
birthday and drink at home until you passed out.
After eating at the diner, you go to get in your SUV
when you get the feeling you are being followed. You
quickly get in and quickly drive home. You only get a
few miles before you hear a loud pop. You slow the
car down. fucking great just what you need.
You pull over and get out of your car. Sure enough
you have a flat. You look at your surroundings. You
are alone on the road not another car in sight. It is
pitch black but the full moon makes it a little easier
to make out the forest around you. You go to get the
spare out of the car to change the tire. Your dad
taught you how to change a tire as well as minor
upkeep for your vehicle. You smile as you think back
to what he used to always say “never depend on
others Mireya, the only person who you can depend
You grab the jack from the trunk and you get the
familiar shiver telling you someone is watching you.
You quickly grab your gun, loaded with silver bullets
from its holster on your thigh and turn around. You
can hear movement in the bushes. It sounds like
more than one of them. You hear a growl and then
you smell them. The same rancid smell that makes
your stomach turn. You see the glowing eyes. You
hear growls and you aim toward the sound. If it’s a
fight they want, a fight they will get.
“Come on you bastards!” You yell.
You see two of them coming towards you. You fire
shooting one of them in the heart. It falls to the
ground dead. The second one ducks out of the way
and comes at you again. You shoot again getting it in
the thigh. It howls before regaining its composure
and starts limping away. “Leaving so soon?” you say
as you start to chase it. It runs off to the middle of
the forest. You shoot it in the back and it howls again,
falling to the ground. You approach and once its
close enough you shoot it in the heart. As you go to
collect the body you hear a voice behind you.
You turn around and see Nicholas. “Only my friends
call me that and you are not my friend you bastard!”
you tell him as you walk toward him aiming your gun.
You fire but he ducks out of the way. Then suddenly
you are surrounded by werewolves. Nicholas lets out
a chuckle. “Poor Mireya. Not even you can take on all
of us.” He says with a smirk. He waves his hand and
they descend. You start to fire and you feel a sharp
prick of a needle. Looking over you see a dart gun in
“Fuck you!” you tell him right before you black out.
You look at your dad while you process everything he
just said. He grabs one of the books and hands it to
you. You look at the cover. The words Familia
Villalobos on it in Silver.
“You come from a long line of hunters. The
Villalobos name was well known throughout history.
It was a name that was once feared, but although we
hunt werewolves, we are also hunted by them.”
“But dad, I thought our last name was Castillo?” You
say confused. It is your mother’s last name. We
changed all our last names to Castillo to protect you
and your sister. You are a Villalobos. Look thru the
book Mireya, there will be the answers you seek.” He
kisses you on the forehead and leaves. You go to your
room the book in your hand.
In your room you open the book and see a list of
names starting with a woman named Luna
Villalobos. She was a very powerful witch. According
to the story, she was in the woods with her lover and
they were attacked by werewolves. Her lover died.
Luna was injured but she lived. She was hellbent on
revenge. She cast a spell to bind herself to the
werewolf that killed her lover. She used dark magic
and gave up her soul in exchange for abilities for
herself and anyone in her bloodline to hunt and kill
You close the book your mind swimming with all the
new info you just received. This was just too much.
First werewolves and now witches? All the stories, all
the legends were true? Whats next? Vampires? You
get up and start to pace. At least you know now it
wasn’t just hormones. You spend the rest of the
You spent the last 5 years training with your dad. You
far surpassed him which didn’t surprise him.
“Dad, if we have the same blood, how can I now beat
you so easily?” Your dad looked to you quiet for a
“I don’t know, maybe because Luna was a woman, all
of the females may be stronger than the males of our
line.” He says looking away briefly.
You could tell he was holding something back and
when you asked, he would change the subject so you
let it go. After training, you would go back to your
apartment and you would spend your free time
looking for Nicholas but have only gotten small leads
that never really went anywhere. You often thought
of the handsome man with brown eyes. Who is he?
How did he know you? Why did he warn you? You
couldn’t find anything on him either. Everytime you
thought of his face, his body, you would feel heat in
your core. What you wouldn’t give to find him, hold
him, kiss him. You shook away those thoughts and
got ready for bed. When you sleep that night, you
dream of him and his deep brown eyes.
The next day is family night. It’s your moms turn to
pick a movie. She puts on her favorite love story. You
hate watching romance movies, but the story is
sweet and reminds you of the love your parents have
for each other. Not only that, but Keanu‘s handsome
face makes up for it. You definitely had a type. Tall,
dark and handsome….yes please.
After the movie, you all lounge about outside on the
patio. Your dad is grilling as usual. As you are
finishing up eating it gets dark out and you see the
full moon. You start helping your mom pick up so you
all can head inside when you hear a howl. You and
your dad look at each other.
“Everyone, inside now!” he yells grabbing his gun.
You all run inside. Your dad locks the door. You run to
the basement to grab a gun. As you grab an extra
magazine of bullets you hear glass breaking and your
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