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Summary
Zyanna Connor is just your not so average girl, and she’s in the middle of a tough decision. Du see her father is the legendary killer of his hometown, though nobody knows it. And when her and her brother Bewegen back with her father, his identity is at stake and the legendary killer may be found. The threat is a group of kids that claimed to have seen him, and the only way to ensure safety is to silence them. But as Zyanna gets closer to them she starts to see different people, and she starts to care. Now Zyanna has to choose her family oder her friends?
*Prologue starts with Zyanna's older brother, chapter 1 is Zyanna's POV*
Prologue
Junior is my name
“You weak piece of scum!” The man snarled as he slapped the little boy
The boy cowered as the man’s hand contacted his soft cheek, leaving it to sting horribly.
“I’m sorry father! Please forgive me!” The boy screamed
The man laughed a horrible laugh as he clenched his hands in fists and punched the boy.
“You should have never been born,” the man told the boy. “You’re a weak filthy piece of trash and all I have to do is one good snap and your little neck will break”
“Father please,” the boy shook as he saw the man pull out a knife
“Or I could cut it instead.”
“NO!” The shout came from a woman who ran to the boy and protected him. “You will not lay a single finger on him!”
“He’s useless!”
The woman glared at him before slapping him with her hand, “and so are you.”
The man glared at her as she continued, “he’s our son, Du can’t treat him like this, Du can’t treat us like this. I left everything for you! My family, my friends! Just so we could live to together, be a happy family! I was ready to become a Pyke! But I guess I shouldn’t!”
“So what!” The man yelled. “Your going to leave! Don’t forget little bird, I own you! Du leave and that family of yours will pay!”
The woman trembled as she held her the boy close. “Then Du leave. Du leave my family and I alone! It’s what your best at huh?”
“If I leave the boy comes with.”
“No!” The woman screeched, “you leave junior out of this.”
“But he’s my son,” the man sagte taking him, “and he will carry on my legacy.”
“Come Junior,” the man barked
The boy looked at his mother and whispered I Liebe Du as the man wrenched him out of her grasp. The woman knew she couldn’t do anything, oder it would result in the death of their child.
The sad thing was the boy loved his father, and like him had a dark side. The man would bring out that darkness in him, turning him into a mini monster of himself.
The woman was powerless.
And Marcus Connor won a battle once again.
Chapter 1
My kind of introduction
Apparently Valeston estate is a devil place, where Du life is ruined before Du even step foot, and disappoints and death follow Du everywhere. oder at least, that’s what my father says, and my brother (even though he’s never been) agrees with.
So why, if Valeston is so bad, why are we boarding a plane to land there in just a few hours? I mean if my father hates it so much, then why go back?
Those Fragen and a ton more, swirl through my head while I desperately try to find any explanation, and so far I’ve found none.
“Father, please, can Du at least give me a hint why were going?” I beg, pulling out my special welpe dog eyes with my clear, innocent eyes.
Which doesn’t have an effect on father as he snaps, “were going cause I sagte so and that’s final, one Mehr peep out of Du and I’ll leave Du here with nothing but the ground for comfort!”
Now that my seem pretty harsh to threaten your young fifteen old daughter like that, but for father that’s normal, and luckily since there were other people he didn’t slap me like he usually would.
Yes, my father is a horrible man with huge anger issues, that he uses as an excuse for his rash violent behavior. But it doesn’t excuse the fact for his a Favorit hobby.
My father’s a murderer, he’s been killing since he got kicked out of high school. At first, he started with animals, then he killed people and now he has children to carry on his untouchable ‘I’m a badass killer, feel my wrath’.
Azerien, my brother is proud of that ‘honor’, but me, I think it’s sick and cruel. Though I’d never tell father that, not because I’m a coward but because if I do that he’ll most likely disown me and kill me. He’s already killed his own parents, children are no different to him.
I’d never admit to anyone, but I’m scared of him, and I’m scared that I’m related to that monster. But monster oder not, I still Liebe him, because he’s my father and no matter what he’ll always be.
“Come on Zy, our flights ready.” Azerien said, lightly pulling on my arm, and I tried not to flinch.
I nodded and trudged behind the two men, Azerien would be eighteen Weiter Monat and as days pass he looks and acts Mehr like father. I still have the light black blue bruise under my eye where he punched me on his drunken days.
But that’s normal behavior for the Connor’s, there always violent as ever, even I am, but unlike the boys I know how to control my anger. I know when to hold back, I have control, and I don’t kreuz that line. I almost did once, back in middle school, this stuck up brat got on my nerves and like my family I lashed out. She ended in the hospital with a broken arm and leg, and I got expelled.
“Zyanna!” Father barked, and I immediately followed them through the airplane door. And then we were off, into the air, into the sky, and into the unknown.
Summary
Zyanna Connor is just your not so average girl, and she’s in the middle of a tough decision. Du see her father is the legendary killer of his hometown, though nobody knows it. And when her and her brother Bewegen back with her father, his identity is at stake and the legendary killer may be found. The threat is a group of kids that claimed to have seen him, and the only way to ensure safety is to silence them. But as Zyanna gets closer to them she starts to see different people, and she starts to care. Now Zyanna has to choose her family oder her friends?
*Prologue starts with Zyanna's older brother, chapter 1 is Zyanna's POV*
Prologue
Junior is my name
“You weak piece of scum!” The man snarled as he slapped the little boy
The boy cowered as the man’s hand contacted his soft cheek, leaving it to sting horribly.
“I’m sorry father! Please forgive me!” The boy screamed
The man laughed a horrible laugh as he clenched his hands in fists and punched the boy.
“You should have never been born,” the man told the boy. “You’re a weak filthy piece of trash and all I have to do is one good snap and your little neck will break”
“Father please,” the boy shook as he saw the man pull out a knife
“Or I could cut it instead.”
“NO!” The shout came from a woman who ran to the boy and protected him. “You will not lay a single finger on him!”
“He’s useless!”
The woman glared at him before slapping him with her hand, “and so are you.”
The man glared at her as she continued, “he’s our son, Du can’t treat him like this, Du can’t treat us like this. I left everything for you! My family, my friends! Just so we could live to together, be a happy family! I was ready to become a Pyke! But I guess I shouldn’t!”
“So what!” The man yelled. “Your going to leave! Don’t forget little bird, I own you! Du leave and that family of yours will pay!”
The woman trembled as she held her the boy close. “Then Du leave. Du leave my family and I alone! It’s what your best at huh?”
“If I leave the boy comes with.”
“No!” The woman screeched, “you leave junior out of this.”
“But he’s my son,” the man sagte taking him, “and he will carry on my legacy.”
“Come Junior,” the man barked
The boy looked at his mother and whispered I Liebe Du as the man wrenched him out of her grasp. The woman knew she couldn’t do anything, oder it would result in the death of their child.
The sad thing was the boy loved his father, and like him had a dark side. The man would bring out that darkness in him, turning him into a mini monster of himself.
The woman was powerless.
And Marcus Connor won a battle once again.
Chapter 1
My kind of introduction
Apparently Valeston estate is a devil place, where Du life is ruined before Du even step foot, and disappoints and death follow Du everywhere. oder at least, that’s what my father says, and my brother (even though he’s never been) agrees with.
So why, if Valeston is so bad, why are we boarding a plane to land there in just a few hours? I mean if my father hates it so much, then why go back?
Those Fragen and a ton more, swirl through my head while I desperately try to find any explanation, and so far I’ve found none.
“Father, please, can Du at least give me a hint why were going?” I beg, pulling out my special welpe dog eyes with my clear, innocent eyes.
Which doesn’t have an effect on father as he snaps, “were going cause I sagte so and that’s final, one Mehr peep out of Du and I’ll leave Du here with nothing but the ground for comfort!”
Now that my seem pretty harsh to threaten your young fifteen old daughter like that, but for father that’s normal, and luckily since there were other people he didn’t slap me like he usually would.
Yes, my father is a horrible man with huge anger issues, that he uses as an excuse for his rash violent behavior. But it doesn’t excuse the fact for his a Favorit hobby.
My father’s a murderer, he’s been killing since he got kicked out of high school. At first, he started with animals, then he killed people and now he has children to carry on his untouchable ‘I’m a badass killer, feel my wrath’.
Azerien, my brother is proud of that ‘honor’, but me, I think it’s sick and cruel. Though I’d never tell father that, not because I’m a coward but because if I do that he’ll most likely disown me and kill me. He’s already killed his own parents, children are no different to him.
I’d never admit to anyone, but I’m scared of him, and I’m scared that I’m related to that monster. But monster oder not, I still Liebe him, because he’s my father and no matter what he’ll always be.
“Come on Zy, our flights ready.” Azerien said, lightly pulling on my arm, and I tried not to flinch.
I nodded and trudged behind the two men, Azerien would be eighteen Weiter Monat and as days pass he looks and acts Mehr like father. I still have the light black blue bruise under my eye where he punched me on his drunken days.
But that’s normal behavior for the Connor’s, there always violent as ever, even I am, but unlike the boys I know how to control my anger. I know when to hold back, I have control, and I don’t kreuz that line. I almost did once, back in middle school, this stuck up brat got on my nerves and like my family I lashed out. She ended in the hospital with a broken arm and leg, and I got expelled.
“Zyanna!” Father barked, and I immediately followed them through the airplane door. And then we were off, into the air, into the sky, and into the unknown.
Wednesday
First Tag of summer and I'm already bored. I'm not bored enough to want to back to school. I'm just lonely bored. L. J called me several times this morning wondering if I was okay and if I wanted to go some place with him. I kindly rejected him. If it wasn't Jennifer oder Tammie calling then I don't want to hear. Velvet signed me up book club thing. I do like to read Bücher and she thought that maybe I could meet some new Friends that have something in common with me. I think she is full of baloney. Velvet made me promise to go to the first meeting tomorrow. I don't know. We'll see how my mood is Von tomorrow.
First Tag of summer and I'm already bored. I'm not bored enough to want to back to school. I'm just lonely bored. L. J called me several times this morning wondering if I was okay and if I wanted to go some place with him. I kindly rejected him. If it wasn't Jennifer oder Tammie calling then I don't want to hear. Velvet signed me up book club thing. I do like to read Bücher and she thought that maybe I could meet some new Friends that have something in common with me. I think she is full of baloney. Velvet made me promise to go to the first meeting tomorrow. I don't know. We'll see how my mood is Von tomorrow.
After much debate, I have decided to try my hand at Schreiben a mystery novel. I've always loved mysteries, especially the original "Sherlock Holmes" stories, and shows like "Monk" and "Twin Peaks". The summary for the story I'm Schreiben is in the in the section below. If Du like the idea, let me know, because I'm really excited for the story!
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Summary:School's out and fifteen Jahr old Harold McCormick is headed for his annual summer getaway at Science Camp, but when an accident occurs, Harold is detirmened to prove it is murder, despite the doubt of the police and everyone around him believing otherwise, and in order to save the camp, Harold must find someone who believes him, crack the case, and bring the culprit to justice before he strikes again.
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Summary:School's out and fifteen Jahr old Harold McCormick is headed for his annual summer getaway at Science Camp, but when an accident occurs, Harold is detirmened to prove it is murder, despite the doubt of the police and everyone around him believing otherwise, and in order to save the camp, Harold must find someone who believes him, crack the case, and bring the culprit to justice before he strikes again.