"What are you doing here?" I asked. "I... I came to study with Solomon", she said." I heard you were traveling to Australia to see a relative." I turned and looked at Solomon, who sat on the couch. He gave me a big smile. I wish I could slap the hell out of him. "Yeah, I did," I said as I cue into the lie. "That's good," she said, nodding her head with a smile. Her frizzled hair which was puffed, bounced slowly, hitting against her bronze skin. "I'll see you around then," I said, reminding myself I had a destination. "Okay then, have fun," she said, stepping in while I stepped out. Her hair brushed against my jacket and got stuck on one of its buttons. "Ouch!" she exclaimed as she was drawn back with it. I looked at where we were connected and sighed. Anytime she was close to me, there had to be trouble. "Wait, let me get it," I said as I unraveled it. Her two hands rested on my chest, and she looked up at me. For a second, I stopped and looked at her, too, as our eyes made co
I sat behind Hope in literature class, bored to death. I was tired and restless because I didn't sleep last night. Mr. Johnson was rambling on about some ancient art book while I paid deaf ears. As I set my eyes on Hope, it reminded me of what happened last night. After I had left Solomon in the sitting room, I went to the bathroom in my room and washed my face. I looked at my eyes in the mirror, and they were bloodshot, meaning I was still drunk. I sat on my bed, bored and drunk, then a strange idea came to mind. I wanted to see Hope once more. So I jumped out my window, careful not to let Solomon notice, and wandered off. I didn't know where she lived, so I used her scent to track her down, and I arrived at her house after an hour. I stood in her backyard and looked into the house. Everywhere was dark, which indicated everyone was asleep. I sighted a window which I guessed to be hers, and targeted it. I shifted back and leaped forward. I grabbed the window pane and pushed myself
The horn blew, signifying the end of the game. It was a tie, a tie that they didn't deserve, a tie I should have won. We shook hands with each other. I shook Zack's hand, and he smirked at me."Better luck next time," he teased."Couldn't say same for Oliver," I teased.That provoked him, and he threw a punch at me. I caught it and squeezed his fist. His fingers shattered, and I could hear the sound of it."Don't ever try that again," I advised. "You may lose your fingers next time. Permanently".He dragged his finger from my grip and walked off. Solomon walked up to me with all smiles. He had been quiet since we had left the cafeteria; I had to know what was going on in his mind. I reached into it and found nothing. It was empty, and maybe he purposely locked me out."Nice game, brother," he congratulated."Thanks a lot," I said and shook his hands.We walked together to the locker room and had our shower. I wore my clothes back and left Solomon, telling him I would return later in t
The guests arrived earlier than expected, and the party was going well. The vampires were offered blood in cups to drink, and when I asked Solomon where he got them from, he told me they were blood bags. Everything was going according to plan until I saw Zack walk in through the front door. I froze, not in fear but in surprise. I didn't expect to see him, he wasn't part of the plan, and Solomon didn't inform me he would bring wolves into the party. Every vampire in the party froze as he walked through everyone. He was headed for one person, me, because his eyes had been on me since he stepped in. He was dressed in all black like us with a white inner. "Desmond Hawthorne," he sang sarcastically. I clenched my jaws and folded my hands across my chest, giving him a fake smile. I didn't like him here, and I hope he didn't sense it. "What do you want, Zack?" I asked bluntly. "Why are you here?" "Well, it seems your brother didn't inform you of what this party was all about," he said,
A boy with black hair and brown eyes stepped out. I looked him in the eyes and felt courage, bravery, and honesty ooze out from him. He wasn't scared of me even in the slightest. "Only him?" I asked. Two people stepped out, and then another three came out after them. I looked into their mind and realized that they were scared. I chuckled softly and took off my jacket, handing it over to the black-haired boy. I unbuttoned my sleeves and folded them. "As I said earlier, I am generous but also ruthless," With that, and I ripped out their heart in a split second. I dropped all five of their hearts to the floor, and at the same time, their bodies dropped. I collected my jacket from the boy and smiled at him. He looked a little shaken. "Enjoy the party, everyone," I said. I then turned to the boy. "What's your name?" I asked, smiling at him and gripping his left shoulder blade, friendly. "Dylan, Dylan Newton," he answered. "I like you," I confessed. "Meet me after the party." "OK,
A rude knock on the door brought me back from oblivion. I jerked up in caution and sighed when I realized it was just a knock. I sat upright on the bed and yawned loudly, too lazy to move. Then, the knock became heavier and more rude. Moved to anger, I zoomed downstairs and headed straight to the door, intending to rip off the head of the person. I opened the door, revealing a boy with shiny black hair, which went down well with a pair of black eyes. He looked enraged in his black leather. "If you do not tell me who you are in the next five seconds, I will rip off your head and feed it to the creatures of the forest," I threatened. He didn't look moved by my ghastly threat. This thrilled me, and I smiled. "I am Jackson Waters, the stand-in Alpha of the celestial pack, and I am here to get Zack which I believe you are in possession of," he introduced sternly. I laughed aloud. This was certainly amusing, and I couldn't resist the laughter as it echoed inside the empty house. "And
I woke up to find myself in rags. I looked around the empty parking lot, trying to recall what happened. Then everything came flooding back quickly. The Chanter twins discovered I was a vampire and set me on fire to kill me. Foolish of them not to know that I couldn't die. I grumbled to my car and kick-started the engine. It roared smoothly to life and shifted the gear, reversing out of the parking lot. I shifted the gear once more, stomped my foot on the gas pedal, and zoomed out of school in my black Audi. I couldn't believe they were so brave to stand up against me. They probably didn't know who I was. If they did, they wouldn't have approached me in the first place, knowing I was dangerous, and would have had their head bulldozed off before they could even utter an alphabet. I swerved into the driveway and killed the engine, storming out of the car and heading straight for the basement. I could hear the screams of Zack as he transformed into his wolf form, and they sang like m
"What are you doing here?" she asked, trembling. "You are supposed to be dead." I chuckled softly, and it startled her. She looked so fragile now compared to the flamboyant girl that incinerated me at our school's parking lot. I felt it was the fear of my wrath that got her trembling. "Well, you have to do more than set me on fire if you want to eradicate me," I suggested with a wicked smile. "Now be a good girl and invite me in or I will do so without your consent," I ordered. "Jo, who is that at the door?" I heard a woman call from inside. "Mum, you won't like what you're about to see," she advised, looking back into the house. "Let me see" was the last thing I heard before the door was enlarged to accommodate the visual of a woman who looked like Jocelyn but in a bigger version. She looked at us, and our eyes widened in fear. "Jocelyn, go inside now!" she ordered, not removing her eyes from us. "But mum..." she began grumbling. "Inside now!" she barked this time, and Joce