For reference to Kayla's story on vampires origin, check Cursed by the gods: Cleopoda. The third part isn't out yet though 🤓😙
The weather wasn’t the only difference between WhiSare and Down Hills. Where WhiSare was quiet and peaceful with friendly neighbors waving out windows, Down Hills was an edgy town with pubs at almost every corner. The road Kayla drove on led to the heart of town. The curbs were parked with people, trucks lined the streets and the front of every club. Leather jackets, fish nets, buckled boots, and skin-tight leather skirts made the outfits of the many party-goers that hung outside of open club doors. I recognized some people from school hanging around streetlights with flickering bulbs sharing liquor bottles and cigarettes. The town reeked of booze.“Down Hills is where people from school come to hang out. It’s a free town.”Free town was putting it mildly. Music blasted from the club while people danced carelessly close to the road.Kayla swerved the car multiple times to avoid drunken teenagers and adults who stumbled across the road without looking. She guided the car to another str
“Shit,” Kayla grumbled. Curious I went after her and found her standing in the middle of a fairly large sitting room with dimmed lights and overdone furnishings. It was devoid of life but an old tv played a recorded sex tape. “Yes, Leo,” the woman in the video mourned. A man with a full head of ebony black hair was licking his way down her body. “He’s not here. I can’t sense him,” Kayla said flatly. She bent to return the gun. My eyes remained fixed on the screen. The camera shifted until the face of the athletic-built guy going down on the woman came into view. “At least we know what he looks like now.” His eyes held an unholy glow that matched the sinfully handsome face. His jawline was sharp enough to cut glass. His eyes held the woman’s as she screamed and moaned in rapturous ecstasy. “Great. What good is his face if we don’t have him.” Kayla straightened and with her hands on her waist took a step back until she bumped into me. She didn’t move away like I thought she would in
Once dismissed by the Storms, I headed back to mom’s. I will much rather go with them to uncover the mystery behind the new development. But for once even Silver took Kayla’s side on this matter. Though she didn’t say anything, her bleak expression was enough confirmation of the dangers ahead. The death of Tessa was just a picture of a puzzle of webs and the fear of more deaths hung over our heads even though none of us said anything before we parted ways.Mom was waiting up in the sitting room for me. Her sweater was so huge she looked tiny in it. Her eyes brightened the moment I pushed the door open.“Where have you been?” she inquired.“I went for a walk, mom.”Her eyes followed me. She rose from her seat. I couldn’t contain the emotions inside me anymore. WhiSare was unsafe yet she and the rest of the townspeople knew nothing about it. I closed the distance between us and threw my hands around her. A few seconds later she was hugging me back. The tension in her shoulders dropped.
“That’s Moira’s cousin Leroy.” Kelly pointed to someone in the crowd. Standing beside a huge burly man was a mid-schooler way taller than most middle schoolers, his gray pullover hoodie hung on his lean frame. He stood awkwardly, waiting for the man and woman who bore a striking resemblance to Moira, to finish greeting the bereaved family. After a while, he looked over and saw Cara and Kelly waving him over. His brows shot up but he strode slowly to meet us.“Hey, Leroy. Is Moira still holed up at home?”His raised brows lowered to a frown. “Moira isn’t home,” he said in a low voice that was once again way too deep for someone of 12 or 13.He glanced at Liam and Jeff his eyes now wide with questions. My heart fell to my stomach. I held my breath to calm my beating heart but I couldn’t shake the fear that my suspicions are right. Moira is not just missing. She has probably fallen victim to the danger under WhiSare’s calm.Leroy’s eyes darted in my direction and he tilted his head sligh
“Uhm guys I need to take a leak.”My heart was beating with anticipation…and was that excitement coursing through my veins?Four pairs of eyes turned to look at me.“Yeah, okay, just be careful, there might be some wild animal on the loose.”“Sure,” I replied quickly and hurried off in the direction of the tunnel before anyone could suggest peeing at a closer distance. My eyes went up, searching through the sparse trees on the cliff for any signs of movement. Maybe Silver or Kayla was up there trying to get my attention.My phone rang again. I picked it the call.“Follow my directions, Pretty boy. Climb the cliff and turn on your right.”Stones and twigs crunched under my boots as I ran up the steep surface of the cliff. Loose stones ran down the slope. I took my steps carefully to avoid drawing the attention of any of the crew down the lake. The view from the top of the cliff in broad daylight was breathtaking. Over the horizon the woods stretched out, below it was the lake and at th
If I could even call them that. Gone was their human features. In place was inhuman beauty and clawed fingers. They had the black and red eyes of hungry daemons. Leo bared at his teeth, red eyes flashing from me to Kayla to Miles and Silver.A chilly wind blew against my flesh but what pricked the hair on my skin was the cold look in Moira’s eyes. Her lips stretched in a terrifying smile.Leo smiled with satisfaction as the rest of us looked shocked at the sight before us. He took a step forward. Silver growled and took a step toward him but Kayla shot out a hand to hold her back.“That’s right. Hold your dog back before I tear her in shreds.”It was Kayla’s turn to step forward, her eyes flashed a glowing red with flashes of amber.“You overstep your boundaries you worthless fool. Silver doesn’t need me to hold her back to destroy you. Why did you do this?” she asked gesturing to the body in the rocky depression. “What do you want?”“Starlight.”Kayla glanced quickly at me. Perfect a
“Who is Starlight?” No one answered me. My mind was a cave of interwoven thoughts all channeled to one coherent thought. Starlight. “Who is Starlight?” I demanded again. Kayla straightened her shirt and turned, she was avoiding my eyes. Silver stood oblivious to the whipping cold. She stared at the dust at her feet and the injuries still oozing blood from her arms. Miles had shifted back to human form. He too was naked but luckily his jeans wasn’t badly torn so he concerned himself with putting it on. “We need to go to the godfather. He will have answers,” Kayla said dismissively. Ignoring the foolishness in what I was about to do, I ran to Kayla, took her shirt by the neck and shook her. The coldness of her flesh bit through my skin. “Who is Starlight? And what was Leo talking about? Why don’t you drink human blood?” A lot of questions but very little answers. As crazy as it sounds my being here did upstart something that has been brewing for a long time. Kayla’s expression r
The interior of the Storms’ house was classy if a little bare. There were almost no chairs, just one of two couches and a center table in the living room when I walked in. The walls were painted white and the windows were shaded with dark curtains. A staircase wound to the second floor to a landing that had a black rail balcony.“Have a seat,” Kayla motioned, her voice tight as she spoke.I obeyed but I had barely taken my seat when a strange small figure appeared on the landing right above the staircase. I recognized the face immediately. It was the face in my dream. Her ebony black hair fell in a wavy curtain around her shoulders, red eyes set in the most beautiful young face ever peered curiously at me.Kayla made a sound and my eyes drifted to her. She had the look of an overprotective mama bear. “Come here Starlight, someone is dying to see you,” she drawled.Starlight walked down the stairs, her movement ethereal and regal almost like she was floating. She stopped on the bottom