This is a story that is totally fiction, none of the places, events or characters are real. This story is meant for entertainment purposes only. The sounds of splashing puddles echoed through the small mountain town, a crisp wind whipped through the town kicking up snow from the hillsides creating a sort of fog that covered the roadways. The moon shined overhead creating jus enough light to see the fog for about ten to fifteen feet, though it was early May the town was still cold like a December night and just getting over the freezing mark in the day. The night was getting late as Seth sat at the bar panning the room looking at the other patrons, he had Sandy Brown hair with Hazel eyes and a pale completion though he was not so light that he looked dead. Seth was lean and muscular his arms looked like that of lumberjack and his pecs and abdominal could be seen almost pocking through his shirt, his legs looked like he had been a mountain climber for years. Seth continued to watch
This is a fictional story all characters and events are fiction this is ment for entertainment purposes only. I own all characters in the story “Call me when you get there” Codys father instructed his sixteen year old son Cody as he boarded the private jet that his father owned. : I will I'll see you in a week” Cody said as the doors shut behind him, Cody had grown up in the life of luxury his father and mother owned a multi billion financial institute. Cody also very handsome he had blond hair and blue eyes his hair was fine and medium length, while his arms and legs were muscular. His chest and abs nearly jump through his shirt, his parents spared no expense for Cody had the finest cloths money could buy and his gold chain was worth more than most peoples houses he had six of them. Cody was going to meet his friends at the Blue Islands in Australia , his friends had left on Saturday they all planned to go skiing in the mountains for Winter Break. “Cody sat in the leather seats