A/N: Please don't let the unfamiliarity of the first several chapters, which contain new characters, turn you away. I'm trying to establish these characters, which are my own. I know this might not sound that interesting yet but Isabelle's life is, all in all, complicating.

I hope I'm explaining this right.

Skip a few chapters, you just might like what you're reading!Chapters 6+ begins to get a bit interesting, lol.

Anyways, thank you for reading and please review!

I had the same dream, one that I've been having for the past two years. I'm laying in the middle of a beautiful meadow. The grass is lush and green. I'm surrounded by a landscape of orchids. The birds are singing in the trees near by. The sky is a clear blue with maybe one or two clouds floating above. You would think that this day would be perfect for a romantic picnic right?

The story of my life.

Here I am, dying in the middle of the most beautiful scene one could possibly imagine. But I am not alone. No, thankfully, I am not dying alone. Cristiano is kneeling beside me clutching a small bundle to his chest. He is sad, I know that much. Crying, possibly. But why?

Then in the midst of things, a bright figure appears before me. He is talking, but I don't understand him. I don't even think he's talking to me. He is beautiful. Nothing like I have ever seen. An angel? Am I getting a one way ticket straight to Heaven? I laugh to myself at the thought. Yeah, like that would happen.

I am a young single mother of three. With my luck, they're from different men. And each time they were unplanned pregnancies. Oh don't get me wrong, I love my children with all my heart. I wouldn't trade them for the world. I would die hanging from a cross for them before anything harm comes to them.

It all started back in college.

I grew up with two of the most amazing friends a girl could ever have. I have known them since I was seven. We been attached at the hips since.

Amethyst. I call her Amy for short. How can I possibly describe her? Fun and energetic. She says what's on her mind whether you want to hear it or not. She is very outgoing and loves to walk on the wild side. If there's a party, she is always there, she was never one to turn down a good party or boys for that matter.

She has green eyes and dark brown hair, shoulder length. With her, her hairstyle changes every so often. Last month it was blue. She is not tall at all, maybe five four or so, give or take. But don't mistaken her for a push over. Once she opens her mouth, you will never hear the end of it.

Then there's Lily. She has always been beautiful. With her, what you see is what you get. She has blue eyes and long blonde hair. She is the opposite of Amy, Lily is tall. Five nine with legs for days. Lily always had the boys drooling after her.

Both come from privileged families. Amy with her lawyer parents. Lily, a trust bond baby. The difference between the two?

Lily is normal, by normal, I mean human.

Amy on the other hand is not. Well, she is of the supernatural world. So I don't consider her human. Amy is a witch. Yeah, you got it, spell casting, powers, all the good ole stuff. Amethyst Stone comes from a long line of witches, The Stones. Both her parents are descendants of Salem.

I guess that is why we got along so well. We had more in common than we thought.

Except, I was never good at casting spells or curses. No, my powers are much more complex. I can move objects with my mind. You know from one space to another. I can also hear thoughts, other people's thoughts. It was a pain in the ass growing up hearing what everyone really thought of you. Amy, a natural with spells, helped me out in that department when we got older. She called it a shield. I can also give and receive images. Sometimes I receive premonitions, but I have to touch an object in order to see it. So being with Amy and her family has really helped me adjust to a lifestyle I was not familiar with.

I was raised with my dad. He is all I have now that my grandmother is gone. He tried his best being there for me as much as he could. He worked hard to provide for half the things I was given and I am thankful for that. But he made sure that he left the girly stuff to my grandma.

My mother died while having me. My grandmother told me once that my mom gave up her life so that I could have mine. Like I really needed to know that. I'm feeling guilty as it is, now knowing she gave me her last breath just made it all the more depressing.

Although my dad knew that there was more to my mom and grandma, he never pushed the issue. All I know is that my mom comes from a long line of royal witches.

I was always the brains between the three. So going to college was the logical thing to do. It wasn't easy, being that I wasn't the normal student. But with Amy at my side, that just made things a bit more easier. Lily chose not to go to college, instead, she chose to travel the world. Lucky her.

I dated in high school, but it never turned into something serious. The boys were too immature for my taste. So here I am, in college, boys will always be, well boys.

While working as a waitress at Lucy's Diner, I met Ryan. He wasn't anything like the boys I dated, oh no, he definitely was not a boy. He was anything but that.

He was a man. An older man. Tall, well over six feet. He had black hair with aqua blue eyes. His nose was a perfect Geek nose. And his lips. Only one word that I could think of at the time was kissable. He had a bit of a stubble along his perfect jaw. He was gorgeous, mouth watering gorgeous.

Not paying at all attention to what he was saying, I continued to pour coffee into his cup.

"Isabelle!" I jumped, spilling the cup onto Ryan's lap.

"Oh sugar, I am so sorry!"

That was definitely not the way I wanted to get his attention. I quickly grabbed the dish towel I had hanging on the side of my apron and dabbed between his legs.

No I wasn't exactly thinking straight. I was mortified. His hands grabbed mine. I glanced up to see him smiling.

For me it was love at first sight. Ryan was my world. My everything.

He was my first, for well, almost everything. First boyfriend, first love, he was even my one and only lover. I never knew that love could make you feel like this. I thought I was floating on cloud nine the whole twenty six months we were together.

He was so sweet, sending me flowers while I'm in school. Orchids of course. Surprising me with a romantic picnic in the park. A stroll along the river, hand in hand. I thought that this would last forever. I actually believed that. But little did I know that forever was coming a little too soon.

Lily was flying in from Paris. We haven't seen her since Christmas break. Amy and I insisted that she stay in our small apartment. She been here before, so she knew her way around. She also knew where we hid the spare key. We were suppose to meet her for dinner after class. Rushing home to drop off our books, we didn't even notice the door unlocked. Instinctively, Amy switched on the lights.

I froze in horror. I couldn't move, blink, speak, oh hell I couldn't even breathe. After a moment of gathering up my thoughts, I stepped back, shaking my head, trying to get an angle on the situation.

"Ryan?" I said, shocked. I was surprised I could even say his name. I could feel tears stinging my eyes.

"Isabelle, its not what you think." Lily said to me standing up, fixing her clothes.

"It isn't?" I was no longer shocked, no shock was not the word to express what I was feeling. I was pissed, no not even pissed, I was furious. "What the hell is this?"

"It just happened." Ryan blurted as he fumbled with his pants.

Amy squeezed my hand, "I'll…go." She turned to leave, I quickly grabbed her arm, forcing her to stay.

"Things don't just happen! This don't just happen!" I yelled, glancing at Ryan and then at Lily. "You're suppose to be my friend!"

she stared at me, "I am! I'm sorry! I didn't-"

I cut her off, I didn't want to hear her lies. "Bullshit!" I stomped over to her luggage and began dragging it out of my apartment. "Get your shit and leave!"

I turned to Ryan, "Get out! Just go!" he didn't even bother zippering his pants, he grabbed his clothes and ran.

I went in my room and grabbed everything that reminded me of Lily.

"I am your friend." she stood in the doorway. "I wasn't thinking. I just broke up with my boyfriend of six months."

I scoffed, "So you figured you can come here and steal mine?"

I threw the jeans she let me borrow back in high school.

"You can have any man, Lily! Any man!" I stopped to see the expression in her eyes, "Why mine? Huh?"

She shrugged, not really knowing how to respond.

"Silence says a lot." I snatched the picture I had of the three of us from my night stand and threw it toward her.

It burst into flames.

Lily ran, but not fast enough, frame of fire got her pants, causing her to scream like a little girl and doing a stupid dance.

The sight of her was just too funny. I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"She's crazy! She tried to kill me!"

I peaked my head out to see Amy holding the fire extinguisher. "She did not try to kill you Lily. Maybe the frame sparked with your flammable pants."

"You weren't there! You didn't see! She's evil!"

The look on Amy's face was priceless, "She is not evil. Lily, maybe you should think about what you're saying."

"Well she is not human that's for damn sure!" that was just like Lily, always making things seem more dramatic than it really is.

"Lily, just get some rest or something. Its been a long and tiring day for all of us." Amy stared at Lily for a second, "Why did you do it?" she asked.

Lily paused, grabbing her bag, "Do what?"

Amy grunted, "Ryan."

"That just happened. Besides, if he loved her so much, he wouldn't have hit on me." she crossed her arms over her chest, "He isn't the perfect man Bella thinks he is."

"Just go." Amy shook her head, obviously disbelieving that a friend we knew since elementary betrayed another in such a way.

"Amy! He is a man! He has needs too!" Lily laughed out that yell as she walked toward the open door.

Amy turned around with the fire extinguisher in her hands. I thought she was ready to bash it over Lily's head, "And you can fill those needs right?" she asked, shaking her head, "You have changed Lily. But not for the better."

Lily walked out, slamming the door behind her.

I sat on my bed, Amy stood in the doorway. "Fireballs?"

I smiled, "Who knew?"

"Were you trying to kill her?"

I shook my head, "Not intentionally."