Novels by T.Y. Kühn

Kyla had many reasons to run out the door: She’d have to endure a ritual that would hurt the shit out of her for seven whole days, there was an ancient (although very handsome) fella telling her she was the love of his life, her entire life was shit because she was abandoned and now, she had a shit ton of people who came out of thin air calling her family and the last, but not least… There were vampires in the world and she was one of them, who was never meant to be born. Mayhem was numbing her thoughts as she was staring at the beach from her bedroom windows. She didn’t know what to think anymore. Her entire life was planned out and she had no saying in it other than going to college. She’d live practically forever and she hadn’t planned on living that long. She hadn’t planned living as a creature she only read about in books, who were incredibly wrong about their species, by the way. The only thing she could do at that moment was to open the balcony door and put her feet o

We sat on that balcony for hours. Elsbeth has told me her life as a seer, how hard it was for her to keep her distance from Rikkard and why she was able to conceive me. Apparently, vampires have something they call Dilectus. A soulmate, their beloved... Someone made to complete them. Only one, for the rest of the eternity. A lover to make eternal life less unbearable. They could only conceive with their Dilectus, and that is the only reason our kind has so little members. Many vampires were to be discovered throughout the world. It was only 50 years from now that technology was able to help our kind to find one another, and luckily, our community was growing by the minute. Asten’s job was no game, he was in charge of seeking news all over the world about people with our abilities. Since I was a hybrid, being born from a seer and a normal vampire, there were many things I could be, or do. I could inherit my mother’s power, or not at all. By telling her about the dreams I had

I was out for many hours, talking to Asten, that I lost track of time. I got back to the room about three a.m. and had only four hours to sleep to be able to join everyone on the city tour. I was going to bail on it anyway, there was no way I was going sightseeing with my entire future at stake. Pun intended. Vampires, wooden stakes… got it? Asten left me on my doorstep and kissed my forehead to bid me farewell. He explained he had to go back to the clan headquarters because duty was calling. Thanks to him I was able to find out who Ophelia really was as a person, and it turned out she was just the same as she had always been with me. Stubborn, but open minded, strong, but aware of her age and her limits. She lied to me, in order to protect me. I felt a sudden guilt as Asten bragged about his mum on our night walk, she was just doing what she thought it was right. I couldn’t sleep that night, as I had plenty of sleep during the day, so I read a copy of It I bought in Italian

Both women looked at me, expecting some kind of response. Who would have things to say after all of that information being thrown at you like a hot potato? ‘Why now? You could have left me there to keep being human. To carry on as a normal person. I have a future planned out for me. I was unhappy for seventeen years, and after almost finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel you show up? You tell me all of those things as if I was supposed to throw my arms around you and all would be forgiven? What is wrong with you people? Why did you give birth to me if I was to be a burden on your lives? You left me to get punched, kicked, slapped, cut, verbally abused. You left me in hell. WHY DID YOU GIVE ME LIFE IF I WASN’T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE HERE?’ There went all the rage at once. The feelings I never allowed to have come to surface as a tsunami. I shook, my face was red out of hatred but I couldn’t cry. I was mad at all of this. Elsbeth reached out for a string of my hair th

Composure, discipline, politeness. Everything the Orphanage has taught me went down the drain as I screamed bloody murder to both women standing in front of me. My body shook, my eyes did not produce tears anymore as hatred consumed every bone in my body. I have dreamt about knowing where I came from for so long, I gave up dreaming about it. My life was empty and pointless, and I embraced the feeling of having being abandoned. That was who I was, for the past seventeen years, a nobody. So, when someone knocks on my door claiming the only adult I trusted was a relative and the fact someone abandoned me ‘had an explanation’ it should be a good one. Or I would be capable of murder. ‘Kyla, you will not talk to her like that! You know better than to curse, than to use those fowl words in front of me! I have kept things from you but that is no excuse...’ Sister Ophelia rose from her seat while giving me a lecture, but I interrupted her, and her face was terrified, as I rising from

There are moments in life where you should embrace whatever is happening, good or bad, and appreciate the lesson it is giving you. I wish there weren’t as many bad things for me to learn from, but everything that has happened has lead me here. I know I’m not making any sense right now, but I promise I will tell you all about it as we go. As my feet touched Italian grounds, and I could breathe the fresh summer air, I felt at ease. As if I were home. That good feeling has lasted ten steps, until I tripped in front of my whole class, thanks to Jessica’s foot purposely on my way. Trying to hold on to something, I scraped my hands on the floor and took a while to stand up, as I was still getting used to the pain. I murmured a curse as I realized that several of my things that were inside my purse, now were scattered on the floor, and Theo helped me up, looking at Jessica with murder eyes. ‘Watch it, big foot.’ She pushed the tiny posh girl on her shoulder. She looked at F