How could it be? How could Syanna be right here when… No. Cole wouldn’t fall for it.Did she think he was a fool? And he sure as hell wasn’t losing his mind. He left Syanna in the cave. Hell, he felt her wake up just now in that very cave. No way this creepy, soon to be dead woman was Syanna. Never in a million years. “You cant trick me,” Cole said, quite done with her games. She even made a terrible mistake. When she was in the shadow of the trees, Cole could see that her hair swept her bottom. Now, it fell in dark curls around her shoulders, just like Syanna’s. He had to give it to her, she did make a good impression. But not good enough to fool him. “I’m not fooling you,” she said, and Cole took a double take when he noticed that her voice, too, had changed. And to make it worse, it was Syanna’s exact voice. “You’re not her.” Cole was sure. “You cant be.” “But I am,” she insisted. “Don’t you want to know how?” Cole shook his head, ready to leave this crazy woman here and r
This shit was getting old. Every single time, as soon as she was getting comfortable, something awful happened. Syanna wasn’t even sure what took place. Once minute she was having the best evening of her life, then she woke up alone in a dark, creepy, cold cave, then, she was being pulled across the campus at inhuman speed. Now, she was in a room. Not her room, but a large, dark bedroom, chained to a bed. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she mumbled, pulling at the chain around her ankle. It all happened so fast that she didn’t even see who her captor was. But from the small view that she had of the window, she could see one of Unici’s flag poles, which confirmed her assumption that was still on campus. Syanna didn’t know what to feel. Fear? No, not really. As much as she’s been kidnapped, she wasn’t afraid. Frustration? A little bit. She was getting sick of all this mess. But anger? Definitely. And she wasn’t even angry at her kidnappers. She was livid with Cole. At first, she th
This was not going to end well. Syanna knew it. Mark knew it. Cole knew it. Even the damn moon knew it!And indeed, before Syanna could get a fair chance to speak, Cole was across the room, pinning Mark against the wall with just one hand. “Cole, stop!” she shouted, but like she expected, he didn’t even flinch. How did he even find her? And so fast, too? Had something changed? Did he put a tracker on her? Or was it just a great guess? But even if it was, how did Cole know she was in this exact room. It wasn’t even Mark’s room. It was Veronica’s.Syanna could see the life draining from Mark’s eyes within seconds. Cole was burning a palm around his next, not to mention suffocating him, too. This would end badly if he did, indeed, kill Mark. But, unlike the first time he had Mark at death’s door when Syanna was only afraid of what would happen to Cole since he’d be sentenced to death, she saw the bigger picture now. Mark was the leader of this school’s vampire association. If he died
One day. Just one day of some normalcy. That’s all she asked for. But no. Syanna should’ve known better. She was a human in a freaking school for supernaturals, for crying out loud. This was as normal as it gets. And as in ‘this,’ she means waking up in Unici’s nurse station. She had been awake for two whole minutes now, and all the memories were already haunting her. To make it worse, she couldn’t even move. She could move her head from side to side, which gave her the perfect view of the plain, white room with cabinets filled with things you wouldn’t see in a regular hospital, and a single blue curtain to separate her from her roommate. But it seemed she was completely alone. Which she found odd, considering the fact that she did have friends. She had Isaac, Juliet, and even Genevieve. But who was she kidding? Syanna was disappointed, because she woke up and didn’t see Cole. Still, why would she? Wasn’t she the one who told him straight to his face that his darkness was too mu
Jake had said a bunch of frightening, surprising and crazy things during his short visit. In the span of a few minutes, Syanna learnt that her dad was a vampire, her bloodline was indeed special, but it pretty much could be the end of her life. But now she knew why. The question she had been asking herself for days had finally been answered. This was the reason why her blood was so special? Because it could kill some creepy, ancient bloodthirsty vampire? She gasped as Jake’s words echoed in her head. ‘Apparently, your blood is the only thing that can kill him.’It all made sense now. That’s why the Vechi vampire at the barrier found her, because the spell that was used to cloak her until she was twenty was now gone, and so they knew she was at Unici. But because of the barrier, they couldn’t get in. It was all so perfectly orchestrated by her parents. Syanna got a chance to live a normal human life until the spell wore off, where she was sent to Unici for her protection, because
Spending time with Jake was great, and after the heavy atmosphere of truth lifted, Syanna ate with him and got some time to catch up. Turns out, he was actually dating someone, and the lucky lady had a little girl named Emma. Emma’s dad died when she was just a baby, so she never really knew a father. Now at three years-old. Luckily Jake could be that dad to her, and maybe even give her a little sister.Syanna was excited for him. She loved that Jake was getting back out there, not being burdened with the cursed Tarrio child. Of course, she didn’t say that out loud. Jake wouldn’t stand for it. But that was what made him so awesome, anyway. He stayed for about two hours until he had to run, leaving Syanna with a keen, loving warning about staying safe, and telling her he loved with all his heart. And though hers was still broken from cutting off things with Cole, a visit from Jake really helped. But now she was alone, and her thoughts were able to drift back to the golden-eyed man,
Torture. It had been pure torture for Cole these past few days, but he kept his distance. Syanna made it clear what she wanted, and it hurt like hell. He never thought he was even capable of being so hurt, but he thought wrong. Because the second she looked him in the eyes, and told him that he was bad for her, his entire world crumbled. She had confirmed his fear. She had used what he had always known and rubbed his heart in ten dirt. But she wasn’t wrong. Cole had always been who he was, but he was never a violent person, getting the urge to kill and hurt until Syanna. But how could he not, when she was the very air that he breathed? And then, to make his torture worst, he learnt that she had passed out from that gash she made in her palm. They had healed her with the water from Ivy Lake, but she had already lost too much blood. It almost killed him to know she was in there, unconscious and fighting for her life, and with every blood she got, her body rejected it. Cole had snu
She had done it again.She had utterly crushed him two times in the span of a week. But it was necessary. For the past three days, she had been contemplating what Genevieve had said. And the more she thought about breaking their bond, the more it hurt. She cried her eyes out this morning before making the trip to Cole’s room. But Juliet assured her that this could be for the best. Juliet never much liked Cole, even being a cupid. But Syanna knew she never understood. To Juliet, Cole was just bad news, and she couldn’t be more relieved that Syanna now ‘saw the truth.’ Yet, she had to do this. She had to sever their link, or they both will suffer. “Syanna,” he whispered, taking a defeated step towards her. Syanna stepped back on instinct, and her heart ached even more. “Cole, please. It’s not easy for me.”“So don’t do this,” he said, his eyes pleading. “Syanna, I know I’ve been a mess. I know I have been too impulsive with people, but I can be better for you.” “Cole, you’re not a