Based of the picture ^^^  time set is mythical kind of, like werewolves, witches, ect.

Third person P.O.V

He knew he shouldn't have done it, but for him he had no other choice. It was life or death. Now a curse lays upon him, 'to he who stole from me shall fall in love with  opposite blood' to this time he still doesn't understand what this 'curse' truly meant.

Mark fischbach known as the villages bad boy. Stole things, used people to get the things he wanted, but for what? Was there even a reason for him doing what he does? Yes there is actually, his mother is extremely ill with a terrible sickness with no antidote. He steals the money for food, cloths, rent, and at least money to keep her alive. Taking what he wants so he can sell it and put it towards to pay a witch for an antidote. Which cost ALOT. One minor thing, mark is one of the many werewolves of the village.

Seán McLoughlin known as the new rich kid. Kind but sassy, innocent as a light red rose but littered with thorns from his past. Abusive father always picking and hitting at him, picking at the blemishes of his body, littering scars, bruises and broken bones on his body. Strict mother always commanding him do that do this, teaching him the wrongs never the rights, take never give. On the outside they seemed like the perfect family. One minor thing they were one of the many vampires in the village.

Mark's P.O.V

My leather jacket tugged loosely onto my freezing arms, my fluffy black ears perking up and listening in on the 'latest gossip'.
My charcoal black tail swished side to side.

"Did your hear about the new guy, I heard he's rich" a girl named Kalie  said to her group of friends, those group of friends were the popular girls. Aka the bitchey sluts that hit on me.

A devious plan snuck itself in my head, 'I can just give him false love and steal his money'.

*

Carving my name into my desk with my sharp nails. I heard the whole class gasp then everyone was silent.

Looking up I instantly saw him. Dark green hair sat atop his head, it was pushed to the side. Mesmerising ocean blue eyes scanning the room. A dark navy shirt clung to his body, showing  the small dip he had in his waist. Lastly dark blue jeans that only stayed on because of a brown belt.

One of the werewolf jocks howled while some of the vampire girls unbuttoned they're shirts slightly.

His blue eyes fell deep into mine, looking away from his undeniably hot body. I now looked out the window but his body stayed fresh in my head especially his eyes.

Is this what they meant by opposite blood? I hope not for it'd be forbidden for a werewolf to be with a vampire non the less if they're  both guys.

*

Sitting underneath a tree that stayed in the school but still further away from people. Clearing my thoughts but yet his eyes stayed in my head.

"What ya thinkin'" an Irish accent said from the side of me. My eyes opened and I looked to my right to see the vampire just sitting next to me, his blue eyes locked in with mine. Our lips only centimeters apart.

I pulled away but my tail says otherwise as it wrapped around his waist. "Nothing really" I casually said as I pulled my tail back.

*

After  that we hanged out a lot more, some would say a little too often.

*

My ears perked up as I heard a door slam shut, "mark get in the closet, please!" Jack pleaded as tears welded up in his eyes.

"What? Why!?" I lowered my voice but it still held confusion in it. As soon as I stood up from jacks (comfortably Royal ) bed I was already pushed in the closet.

He closed the closet door but unintentionally left a slight crack that I could see through.

Jack stood frozen just staring at the door in anticipation. Fear glossed his whole body, the way his body flinched from every thump of a step to the look in his eyes.

Soon the steps stopped and the door slammed open creating a world of pain for my ears, I groan as I covered my ears but no one noticed.

"SEÁN I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO CLEAN EVERY SPEC OF THE HOUSE!" a loud booming voice came from the doorway. A few tears welded in jack's eyes.

" i-im sorry, sir!" Jacks voice was so quite so scared. Why did he call his own father sir? Before I could question anything else a loud smack could be heard.

Jacks father just smacked him across the cheek and from what I can see his normally soft pale skin was now a harsh red.

I made eye contact with jack but only for a split second as he was thrown across the room.

Anger surging through my blood, this will not be good. I slammed open the closet door causing it to come of the hinges.

I growled as thick black hair grew along my body including my face, a snout formed on my face make my growling even louder and scarier. My eyes once a dark brown was now a crimson red glowing ever so slightly.

I jumped at Jack's father just barely missing, scratching the floor while landing as my claws that also grew bigger dug into the floor.

"Who the hell are you!" Jack's father questioned, it didn't even seem like a question more so of a statement.

Grinning at his statement I lunged at him actually pinning him down to the ground. Moving close to his ear " a werewolf, bitch"

My foot that now looked more so of an actuall wolfs paw slammed down on a very.. Very sensitive area.

Crushing it more  I heard a blood curdling scream. And I knew that was my time to leave.

I looked over to jack to see him passed out.

*

Seeing him sleeping on my bed almost seemed... Perfect? Like he belonged there. His messy green hair pointing here, there and nearly everywhere.

I sat on the creaky wooden flooring just looking at him. My werewolf form had been long gone and now my body ached with pain from transforming but I just couldn't fall asleep knowing jack is still passed out.

My ears laid flat on my head and my tail just hanged lifeless compared to when it decided to wrap around Jack's waist.

Jacks waist was slim almost feminine, making his hips come out a little. I could just picture me cuddling  his body, my arms on his waist while my head laid in the crook of his neck.

God forbid that actually happening. As they were both males its basically suicide to be gay. Non the less if ones a werewolf the other a vampire, there meant to be at each others throats not IN each others throats.

Marks eyes wandered up jacks frail body taking in all his details. Soon he got up to where jacks bright blue eyes would be but so far there not visible as they were covered by a thin layer of skin.

Soon a twitch came from his eyes and they fluttered open, revealing ocean blue eyes. Marks eyes widen as he jumped onto the bed. Shocking the poor boy from his sleepy state he looked up to see mark with his ears perked to tallest He's ever seen, to his tail wagging at an immense speed.

"Mark, what the heck?" Jacks voice deeper and slightly more croaky then his usual bubbly voice.

"YOUR AWAKE!" Mark cryed out in excitement as he littered kisses all over jacks face. Mark soon realised his mistake and crawled backwards, an embarrassed blush forming in his cheeks.

A goofy smile tugged on jacks lips. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to do that" a small laugh came from the smaller vampire.

A smile played onto marks lips as he pounced back onto jack smothering him in more kisses then before but ending it with a short sweet kiss on the lips.

A huge yawn came from the taller werewolf as he laid down on the smaller boy almost crushing him.

"Mark?" Jack said as he poked at marks face but all he got for a response was a groan and mark saying "jack, I just turned into a werewolf and saved your ass, you should know that my muscles hurt so let me sleep.."

Mark knew this was only a curse but the damage had be done; he was in love.

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