Chapter 51"So are we going to talk about what I stumbled upon a while ago?" Jasmine asked from the back seat as they drove to the place where they could find someone that would connect them to Anabelle. From where she was seated, she had a clear view of the two supernaturals and just a few minutes ago they looked like they were very nearly on the verge of throwing hands and causing a scene. Plus it didn't really help that because of her current feelings, she would always be biased when it concerns the two of them and of course that meant that she would be in support of Hope. She waited for a reply but neither of them said anything. They both acted like driving was the most important thing in their life right this moment, but she could feel the uneasy tension in the air, it didn't make this long road trip fun at all. How was she going to bear this silence for hours?! "Okay, if nobody says anything then I'm going to have to stop here, Jason stop the car," she ordered him. "What?!

Chapter 53The hotel wasn't a five star hotel like Jason was normally used to, it wasn't posh and exquisite, but it seems clean enough so it would have to do for the night. It wasn't like they were planning on staying here forever so it was okay for now, however, if Jason had gotten more on board with this whole plan he was sure he would have prepared better than this. Everything that happened now was usually impromptu, at the spur of the moment and that left him with little or no time at all to act in the orderly manner he was used to. He hated these kinds of situations that made it look like he was not a serious person. Of course he could be spontaneous… On rare occasions, but matters on ground did not call for spontaneity, Jasmine was too important to him for every move to not be planned properly. However he was not the master of this show, Hope was, and they all had to dance to her tunes, even if it was deafening or just outright unreasonable, like this outrageous road trip.

Chapter 55If you had told Jasmine that she would be spending a night in the same room with the annoying Jason she definitely would not have believed you. Even if you had come with a crystal ball, a palm reader and a soothsayer, she would have laughed at your face and reminded you that she didn't believe in most of these fetish stuff. Knowing that werewolves, vampires and witches exist was even a stretch to her belief system, adding all these other kinds of people might just be the last straw before she goes gaga. Unfortunately though this was just a coincidence and not something planned by fate. She recalled the look of pure fear in Chad's eyes as he announced that there were only 2 rooms left. The poor guy was already at the verge of pissing in his pants and any moment from now he could even faint if pushed any further. She tugged on Jason's shirt, prompting him to accept the rooms as it were. Nobody noticed that she did this apart from Jason himself. Hope was too busy staring

Chapter 57 After what looked like an eternity of awkward silence in the hotel room, they all finally checked out of the hotel and were back on the road. Chad was extremely polite this morning, somehow he seemed to have finally found his manners and still avoided eye contact with the trio. He was more than happy to speed up the process of checking them out of his hotel as he could not wait to finally be rid of the three extremely strange, terrifying people. "Have a nice day," Chad told them as they made to leave. "We sure will, you too Chad," Hope answered. She seemed to be in a good mood, unlike the other two, who were already halfway to the vehicle by the time he spoke. All Jasmine wanted to do was get as far away from here as soon as possible. She wanted to forget everything that happened in this place and she reasoned that the farther away from here that she was, the sooner she would let all the experiences go. However she was only kidding herself. She had no potion to make

Chapter 59"Don't raise your voice, people might suspect otherwise," Hope cautioned him. And true to her words two tall pale looking men that looked like they were in their late thirties glanced towards their direction. They each had a partner with them and from one glance you already could tell what was going on. They were vampires, the kind with old blood from the color of their eyes and their sunken dark eye sockets. Also their reflexes were extremely sharp but they were extraordinarily calm, perfectly capable of controlling their emotions, unlike the modern day vampires that reacted to everything around them. Most vampires were intensely sensitive, erratic in motion and annoyingly unstable, especially in the presence of werewolves, whom for some weird reason they considered rivals. These two however were unusually calm even though the supernaturals have already identified what each was. It was obvious that they had been around for a very long time from the way they controlled