Remember to tell me which story you want. I know my cousin likes Twilight and sunfiresoftball does, too because she has two Twilight fanfics, but just in case, tell me which idea you like best.

Also I forgot an idea I've had, but I wouldn't suggest it because it takes place in the last book, which I honestly am not a fan of. But just in case you like it, here's the idea: Morgan and Colm die in a barn fire (Déjà vu anyone?) and Moira goes to live with Hunter in Widows Vale. Moira is very depressed until she meets a mysterious boy.

It may sound good, and I suppose I could make the fact that it's the last book bearable, too. Tell me which you like!

Some people ask me why I sign these as Nlastica when my coven name is Reezla. Cal did once, I remember, and I told him it was because Hunter had given me my coven name. He'd done a spell and discovered the coven name my mom had given me, and I'd loved it at the time. But now that he's gone I feel I should be able to choose my coven name for myself. So I chose Nlastica. It called to me, beckoned to me, and so I chose it. It's not even a real word! Yet Nlastica will soon be the name Hunter Niall fears.

-Nlastica

HPOV

"Don't get any ideas," I warned him. "If you hurt her, I will personally find you, wherever you are, bind you with the strongest spells you've ever seen, you won't even be able to think, and I will throw you into the Hudson." Cal cracked a half-smile.

"Not if I hurt you in the process," He pointed out. I narrowed my eyes even more than I had.

"You'd better not," I growled. Cal laughed, and I tried not to flinch.

"Like you could ever stop me," he said. "You're a mistake."

"Like you're any better," I said so quietly even I could hardly make out the words. "You're going to regret this." Cal just laughed.

He was gone and I was alone in the dark room. I looked around. "Cal!" I shouted angrily.

I woke up and looked around. I was covered in a cold sweat, and I was so relieved when I discovered it was just a dream. It was a terrible dream. It was about Cal, I knew. It was about me telling Cal what he wanted to know. I didn't remember what it was he wanted to know, but whatever it was, it was about Morgan, and it meant he could trick her easily, whatever the information was.

I didn't remember why I was giving him the information, but I had the feeling we had some kind of…truce for a minute. We still hated each other, but I felt as if I had forgiven him and he'd forgiven me. I didn't know why, and all I did seem to know was that we didn't have a truce anymore.

I waited silently for Courtney to burst in, to check on me. She didn't. I guess I hadn't screamed, then. Unwillingly I went back to sleep, wondering what would await me in that other world of dreams.

I wasn't in this dream. Or I was, but nobody could see me. I saw Morgan sitting on a park bench, twisting her finger in her hair. I wanted so badly to pull her up and kiss her hard, but I couldn't move.

A boy came up, but I couldn't see his face. All I knew is that he had dark hair. He sat down next to Morgan and began to kiss her, and Morgan was kissing him back. I watched in horror. They pulled away and the boy looked at me and grinned. I gasped.

It was Cal.

Once again I woke up, and this time I was screaming. I didn't care if Courtney heard me, I just screamed and screamed. She did hear me, and she came into check what was going on. Still I screamed.

"Hunter!" she cried, running over. "What's wrong?" I didn't take any notice and just kept on screaming.

I screamed until I started crying. I wept for a long time and Courtney just stood there, staring at me bug-eyed. "Hunter," she said softly. "Did you see our parents?" I shook my head mutely. "What was it?" she asked quietly. I just continued shaking my head. She sat on the edge of the bed and watched me as I lie there all through the night.

RPOV

"Bree!" I called. "Bree! Where are you?"

"Robbie," Morgan said gently. "I don't think she's going to answer you." I shrugged.

"Wouldn't hurt," I pointed out. We continued through the forest, deeper than we'd ever gone before, searching for Bree.

I'd loved Bree for years, and now that we were finally dating I wasn't going to let that go just because some teenage witch kidnapped her. Which, I reminded myself; she did because Hunter said she was his girlfriend!

I reminded myself over and over to kill him for that.

"Bree!" Morgan called. "Bree!"

"Morgan?" the voice was faint, lost, yet it was definitely there, and it was Bree's.

"Bree!" I shouted. "Where are you?"

"Robbie," Bree called. "Morgan! I'm over here!" I rushed forward through some trees to see Bree covered in mud. But I lurched forward and hugged her tightly anyway.

BPOV

I was lying on Sky's couch a few hours later, exhausted. I heard Robbie, Morgan, and Sky talking in the other room. I assumed they thought I was asleep.

"You didn't tell me?" Sky said quietly, trying to contain her anger. "What if you stumbled upon Courtney? What if you actually found her? If she's able to keep Hunter locked up like that…"

"Maybe she isn't able to," Robbie accused calmly and quietly. "Maybe Hunter wants to stay. Didn't you say she was his ex-girlfriend?"

"T-that's…." Sky stammered to find a word. I imagined her shaking her blonde head. "That's crazy! Hunter would never do that!"

"As far as you know," Robbie said.

"You don't know what you're talking about," Sky said darkly. "This is the end of discussion. Hunter would never do that." Robbie didn't reply.

I heard footsteps and closed my eyes. The footsteps entered the room, and I heard Robbie and Morgan talking.

"You don't actually think he would do that, do you?" Morgan asked quietly, like a scared little kid. I cracked my eye open just a little and looked through my eyelashes. Robbie shrugged, his new confidence showing.

"I'm not saying anything," he said. "But he did say that Bree was his girlfriend."

"He what!" I shouted suddenly. My friends looked at me, surprised. "Uh…uh…I'm….sleepwalking." They still looked at me. "Sleep…talking?" No answer. I shook my head. "Morgan, your boyfriend is insane." I said, putting emphasis on the word insane. "Maybe Cal was right after all."

Obviously furious and disbelieving, Morgan stalked out of the room. I looked at Robbie angrily. "Hunter said that?"

"I don't know," he said. "But Courtney thought you were his girlfriend, and I don't think she came up with that on her own." I shook my head, dubious.

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