At the castle gates, I said goodbye to Ryden. With as much confidence as I could muster, I used the Seal to melt the wrought iron portcullis before stepping through. I expected to see guards or be rushed by Sharra's drone vampires. But there wasn't a single living creature around. With each step, I realized there wasn't a sound except the clop of my Converse on the cobblestone walk. It was eerie, and I steeled myself for whatever came next.When I reached the large front entrance, I thought of knocking, but pushed that aside and I threw open the doors. Sharra stood in the entryway, waiting for me. "How lovely of you to come, Snow White. Although, if you had any manners, you would've knocked." "I guess I don't have any," I said, trying to sound tough. Nervous jitters fluttered inside my stomach. I took my stance, my feet apart and my shoulders squared. My hands were at my sides, poised to strike if necessary. Sharra didn't move, almost like she was made of stone. It was like one of
"You are a senseless, foolish girl, Snow White," Sharra said quietly. Her eyes were still closed, but her words tore through me and held on like a vise. When her eyes finally flashed open, they blazed with fury. "How about I start killing the marked now? Liberate them from their miserable lives." As she spoke, three of the girls fell forward, out of the sheet of magic surrounding them."Noooo!" I yelled, rushing over to the nearest body. I knew before I reached her that she would be dead, but I had to try anyway. Her face was frozen in terror, eyes wide as though they witnessed horrors even in passing. I felt for a pulse on her neck, but she didn't have one. Nausea rose in my throat.The remaining girls screamed and tried, once again, to escape. But the magic held them fast. Each tear, every cry of pain, tore at my insides. More senseless death, I thought.I moved over to the next girl, hoping against hope she still lived and checked for a pulse. Nothing. "Listen to them die. Their s
He was barely recognizable. One eye was bruised shut. His bottom lip was split, and dried blood stained his mouth and chin. His shirt was shredded down the front like a five-fingered lion had ripped into him.But it was Dorian.He wasn't dead. Beaten? Battered? Yes. But alive. My heart leaped with joy. I said his name again, balling my hands into fists at my sides. "Dorian."He grunted as though I awakened him where he stood. His good eye peered at me, and a smile spread across his glorious, broken face. "Snow?"An aching sob tore at my throat. "What are you doing with him?" I demanded through gritted teeth, my gaze flipping from Christopher to Sharra. "Give him to me," I demanded."With pleasure," Christopher said, shoving Dorian toward me. I caught him."Missed you," Dorian whispered, his voice hoarse; he coughed up some blood.I fought down the urge to cry. We had to get out of here. He needed a doctor. He needs you, my inner voice quipped.And a light bulb flicked on in my head. C
My stomach turned. Christopher's heart still beat. It sounded like a bass drum inside my ears. My body twitched in fear, and I wanted to run. Escape before she did that to me. She was so quick. I was nothing against her.Worst of all, the vampire in me wanted Christopher's blood. My fangs grew, and I opened my jaws, allowing them to extend. The scent caused my mouth to water. Stepping over Dorian, I took her hands in mine. "That's right," Sharra cooed, encouraging me.I barely heard her. Every inch of my body craved his blood as she placed the slowing heart in my hands. Sickened at seeing Christopher so broken, I turned away. As I stared at the heart and smelled the blood, my body wanted one thing. To do exactly what Sharra wanted. Consume the blood from his heart. The rational part of my brain kept telling me to stop, that I was falling into the vampire queen's trap. But the rest of me didn't care. As in my vision, the heart was all I could see, all I wanted. Slowly I lifted the hear
I'd deal with them later. First, I needed to get to Dorian. He was still on the ground, his breathing labored, but his lips were no longer sewn shut. I placed my hands on his chest, near his heart, and began to heal him."Hi," he said gently.Even after all I went through, all I'd done, I felt suddenly shy. "Hi yourself," I responded.He turned toward me, but I held him steady. "Don't move. Let me finish healing you."Dorian cleared his throat. "Alright. But go easy on me." He tried to smirk, but it looked more like a grimace. If he weren't so broken, I would've slapped him playfully. Instead, I sent the Seal's power into him, repairing the damage I hadn't managed to fix earlier.After several long moments, he looked better. His eyes were bright and unblemished, his nose was no longer broken, and the scratches on his chest were gone. I also wondered about the wound on his back, where he was stabbed repeatedly while protecting me on the altar. "What about your back?" I asked, trying to
When we arrived at the mansion, no one was there except Gatsby. He yowled like he hadn't been fed in days until Dorian got him food and water.I was antsy and worried. "Where could they be?" I asked, pacing. I found my phone and dialed Cindy's number. She didn't respond. I texted but got no answer. "I'm worried." "Hey," he said and pulled me against his chest. "I'm sure they're fine. Relax." He kissed my nose. "I'm going to take a shower." He pushed me back and wrinkled his nose. "You oughtta clean up too. You're a mess."I laughed, and it felt good until I noticed my hands were covered in dried blood. "Agreed." We climbed the stairs together. When we reached my door, he pulled me into another hug. "See you in a few."I hugged him back, desperate to talk to him, but I definitely wanted a shower first. "'Kay," I said into his chest.Inside my bedroom, I quickly undressed and showered. Threw on a pair of black and white checkered PJ pants and a black tank, tucking the black gem in the
Two months passed from when the vampire queen vanished in the black smoke. After speaking with Professor Pops, Kenmei, my mom, Cindy, and the brothers, it became clear I would have to become the next vampire queen. I was the Seal, after all. It was created to bring balance to all magics. There wasn't another way. Since defeating Sharra, I felt Silindra within my consciousness more than once. She seemed happy. I didn't encourage her, though. I wasn't ready.The only person who knew about Silindra was Dorian. He also knew about the gem, though we had no idea what to do with it. Until we figured something out, I always kept it on me, like Abernathy said. I agreed to become the next queen under two conditions. The Seven Magics Academy had to be at the castle. With help, I would make it a real school. And I would finish the last few months of high school at Salem Academy. Dorian already agreed to be my date to Spring Fling. Everyone loved the idea of us going and promised to help, which
He looked so incredibly handsome in black pants, a white shirt, and a jacket made from the same material as my dress. His sandy was cut short, allowing me full access to his gorgeously rugged face. Soon, he would be king. I had a crown made for him, but he refused to wear it. At least not until after he proposed, and we were married. "Or I could help you out of it?" His strange eyes that exactly resembled mine danced with mischief.At his words, my heart melted, and my fangs pressed against my mouth. "Do you think?" I wanted him. His lips, his blood. He already gave me his heart. He let out a joyous laugh. "My dad and your mom would never forgive us.""I guess." I held up the front of the dress so it wouldn't fall off my shoulders. "Allow me," he said, pretending to be hoity-toity and coming to stand behind me, pulling on the laces. I stuck out my tongue but quickly drew it back in my mouth. Dorian's playfulness was gone, his eyes trained on my naked back. He caressed me tenderly, o