now and forever by Zaza Wish (most romantic novels .txt) 📕

Prologue: Riki Woods is not your typical teen worker; he works at Bryfly, an organization that tracks down the unusual. You know when you get the feeling that something is watching you, or hiding in your closet? Ya, monsters… yup, they exists. So does all the other lies you have heard. The legends are true, the UFO’s are true, mostly everything is true. But, the biggest lie ever is that the monster in your closet won’t come out, but he will and he will come and attack. So Riki does what he must, he goes down and hunts them, protecting mankind from the world of lies.
Enya lavender is what would seem like a normal teenage girl, but she holds dark secrets and is anything but normal.
So what happens when one might find the truth about the other, what happens when secrets are dug up? When one is the predator and the other the prey. A world you would never imagine, people with powers you thought were lies and undercover agents watching the monsters inside your closet.


Chapter 1
Point of view-Enya

I’m dancing in the water, the water glides over my arm when I push it out towards me. A mini tornado appears when I spin rapidly under the water. My long brunette hair glides behind me, not heavy with the weight of the water but not dry. I smile for under the depths of the lake I can see the shimmers of light reflect upon the surface. In the cool water the heat soaks in my skin, and I absorb it. The water should be pouring into me. For I should look like a sponge but my skin breathes in the water but does not catch and soak it in, even though a normal person’s skin would have. But me, normal? Only in your dreams. There something different about me, I have been swimming and dancing on the lakes floor for about 3 days now. Not coming up for air once. Oh, I can breathe yes, but I can also breathe underwater as well. Water, just the thought of water can get me in high spirits. I dance and bend with this fabulous liquid. I love to control it and move with it. Water is powerful and can transform into wondrous creations. I start to concentrate though with my practice I have had, it’s not hard and I easily create a water orb and toss it between each hand as if it was a water balloon so light yet it pulled down with gravity. But there is no gravity. Not for me, and I toss the orb, from one hand to the other, still consternating in the back of my mind so the water is contained moving rapidly in circular motions.
A shrilling scream starts to get louder and louder, it disrupts me and I get startled. The water orb then breaks and water rushes out and blend in with its surroundings. Startled, all I can do is just float in the middle of the lake’s water and listen. The shrill of the yelling is getting closer, and then a huge splash of bubbles appears blurring an object that has approached into the water. The bubbles head for the surface and disappear, clearing the objects its hiding. A man is slowly sinking down in the lake.
He then opens his eyes. He seems to be staring at his hands he then opens his mouth and screams. His eyes clenched tight together. He does not choke but just screams into the water, muffled through the thickness of water. The man then gazes in front of him; a good 35 feet away from him… was me. He gazes at me, turning his head slightly as if he was seeing what he thought he saw. As If he was imagining a girl in the water. I gaze at him, then turn around and start to swim away. I’m a fast swimmer since I spend most of the days in water. He is amused and swims after me.
What is wrong with this man? Is he really thinking he can out swim me? I gave a small laugh, but then I found something strange bothering me, this man was chasing me, I needed to hide. I came to a quick stop, just as I was 10 feet in front of him. I then take form of the water. Call it becoming one with the water if you wish, it’s almost like being invisible. The man halts. He looks off into the distance and stares, concentrating as if he might be able to spot me if he were to look harder. Being hidden with the water, I slowly move towards him. It’s not hard moving in water it’s just like air. I walk towards him and get face to face with this man. He still is staring off into the distance. He can’t see me, yet I see him crystal clear. It gives the feeling when one looks through a dark glass window and can see everything while the other one is blinded. I glare into his hazel eyes. Light chocolate with flecks of yellow. They mirror the shade of a forest. I start to get lost in them drowning in their depth. Then the man shakes his head. He breathes out his nose and wrinkles form on his temples. He is thinking hard. I then swiftly move around him and examine him. His legs were average but strong. Legs like that are good for running. He had the perfect body he wasn’t fat or skinny. He must work out to keep a figure like that. His hair was raven black which glimmered under the water. He had some thick bangs that moved across his face. Almost on cue, the man then took his soft but strong hand and swept the wet bangs to his right side. His hair was fine but it was also thick like. He had medium size side burns and his hair ended on his collar of his polo shirt. It was almost shaggy looking but under the water it was hard to tell. The man then turned around and swam back to the edge of the dock. I just stood there, floating under the water, hidden. But that’s me, always hiding and running, watching everything happen around me while I stay hidden away under the water. I take in a deep breath and sigh. The water comes in my nose but turns into oxygen. I always call myself the little fish girl. But I don’t think the animal that is like me is a fish, because fish are little creatures who play a big part in the food chain, but they have no personality. If I were to choose the animal that best characterizes me: it would be the fox. They are sly cunning creatures who hide and wait for the right moment to strike, they are clever creatures and so beautiful; always blending in with their surroundings yet they stand out like no other.
I love this lake; it’s in the middle of everything. There are wooden ledges that are all around the lake for fishermen to sit at and fish, and then some grass patches scattered around. Mostly just wood that is part of the doc that circles the lake. The lake was man made, so it basically a perfect circle in the middle of the small town for people to catch fish or hangout underneath the trees that are placed around the lake. But once you get out of dock and tree shaded area, then you are introduced to the town. Little shops and restaurant that our in front of little parking places, then if you look down the row of shops you can see the street where bikers, and cars drive down.
I’m still floating in the water, lost in my thoughts when I decide to head for shore.
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Man point of view - Riki
Chapter 2
My legs were moving faster than I have ever moved them before. I was running at a speed I never noticed I could run. I ran as if the boogie man was chasing me. It scared me so often when I was little. I screamed and held the note. Still screaming I run on to the side walk and make a rapid right turn and head for the lake. The old wooden dock held a scent of maple and sea salt. But it didn’t matter now. Those were just memories when I knew how to smell. My lungs would burst if they still pumped. My throat would be soar from my continuous screaming. But they weren’t. I ran on the wooden path that led to the dock and jumped in. The water gushed around me and I slowly began to sink down. My eyes popped open. I looked at my hands; a long cut still slashed into my skin was there. It would not heal, and no blood would come out. I realized that.
The truth hurts, I knew that but it just now sunk in. I couldn’t take it. It was too much. It can’t be happening to me. I kept telling myself over and over. I screamed once more. My eyes slowly pulled them apart from looking at my hands. Instead they darted to a figure in front of me. The figure was blurry under the water but in a few minutes it became clear. A girl stood in front of me, floating upon the water. She glares at me then swiftly turns around and swims away. I chuckle, thinking that this girl can out swim me? I run after monsters and creatures of sorts; I have strong built legs that are made for swimming. The girl has a head start, and I can see her legs, they look like a boat propeller, kicking up speed. I yell, though muffled from the water.
“Wait, please!” I gain speed and start to catch up. She is about 10 feet in front of me when she comes to a halt. I too, stop and wait. Watching to see what move she will pull off next. She then vanishes. I gasp. My eyes practically pop out of my head. I stare into the distance. Wondering if it was just my mind that was seeing things. I scan the waters scenery. I still stare off into the distance when I get a feeling that something was close to me. I shake my head, getting the outrages thought erased from my mind. My thick bangs start to hang in front of my eyes. I swiftly move them to my right side. I never liked my jet black hair. I always wished that I born with amber brown hair and sandy highlights. I then slowly turned around, knowing the girl wouldn’t appear again. I swam back towards the dock, gripped the edge of the rough edged wood. I pulled myself over using the muscle I still had. My soggy clothing stuck to my skin when I reached the surface. I gasped for air, when I realized I didn’t need to. It was a feeling as if I was stuck in time. Not dying and yet not living. It was immortality, and it felt like hell. It’s not some blessing that everyone is craving for, it’s a curse. My own prison. I opened my mouth to yell, when instead, I turned my self over on my back and just laid