Hey y'all! I'm writing my stories on Wattpad from now on. So it'll take a lot longer to update since I'm on vacation in Italy and in Hungary I don't have wifi!

I love Lethan, from Beautiful Creatures. I really do.

But it's so harddd to write about a book pairing!

*hides* don't kill me, guys!

~Allysa

PS: this disregards Beautiful Redemption altogether.

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'no light no dark no you no ,me
know light know dark know you know me'

Lena POV

I felt it in my heart when Ethan jumped. Or fell, as I liked to put it. It was like a fragment, if not all, of myself broke and left my body. Even though I understood why Ethan had to do what he did, I felt like going back in time and just letting the claiming moon do its job. I would have rather gone dark and never love again then for Ethan to die. For me, nonetheless.

As I lay on my bed, I remembered all the times I had with the love of my life: when we broke his bed, had to get Ryan to revive/save him... When we first saw each other and he missed his basketball shot, and I nearly crashed Uncle Macon's hearse because I saw this extremely cute boy staring at me.

Or, as Ethan liked to describe it, 'love before first sight'.

I stumbled across my room and everything- literally everything- reminds me of him. My walls began to crack, the words on my wall and ceiling started to jumble themselves into jibberish... But as I fell apart, as my body began to crumble, the structures that ran daily life, including everyone's powers, straightened out.

As I broke to pieces, the world around me repaired itself.

I tore out if my bedroom, down the stairs, and jumped into my uncles awaiting arms, who already had one arm around Amma. I felt my sadness turn to anger and my powers go out of control again, as lighting flashed and rain erupted from sudden storm clouds, but I didn't care.

As rain pattered angrily on the decorated windows, the three of us formed a close knit circle, only to hug each other, Macon the only one not crying desperately.

I cried because he had lived, because he had died. I cried because the very bane of my existence had been abruptly taken away from me. I cried because I couldn't express my sadness in any other way; even words evaded my thoughts.

In that moment, I vowed not to write again until I had Ethan Lawson Wate back in my arms, in Gatlin again, at home. I didn't know how, but I knew that Ethan wasn't gone, really, just as Macon had never left us.

And even if I ha to go to the ends of the earth to find him, I would do it. After all, he did the same for me when I went dark.

After that revelation, I couldn't think straight any longer. I let myself drown in my tears, but seven little words, but humongous to me, crept into my thoughts, refusing to go away until I heard them.

I.
Love.
You.
Ethan.
I.
Will.
Try.

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Well... Horrible? Good?

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By the way, I have two Fosters one shots ready, and one Mortal Instruments multi chapter fic almost done halfway.

So... Thanks!

CLAIM YOURSELF.

~Allysa