I felt my heart sink deeper in my chest as the man caught hold of the baseball bat. However just then a vehicle suddenly drove recklessly fast to our direction with its headlight fully temporarily blinding my eyes and for a second I thought the car would run me over but thankfully it stopped just before that could happen and the door immediately opened up.I had to blink my eyes twice when I saw who the driver was.“P.. Professor Collins?"“Leave," He spoke calmly to the men but with the way they shook and became submissive it felt like his words had some unseen power.Cowering their heads the men scamper out of the scene. What just happened here? I couldn't get my head around it.“Are you alright?" The prof said and I could only afford to nod my head as my brain was still booting to speak.“You shouldn't be out here by this time," he said and I could sense a bit of scolding in his speech.Finally I found my voice: “She needs help," I pointed to the girl who was now seated motionless
We got to the hospital on time because Professor Collins drove really fast like he was some taunt driver. Add that to the things he had done today that is quite shocking. For someone who always looks so calm and cool I never expected he could do all the things he had done today...I was standing waiting at the hospital lobby while Professor Collins was inside the ward with the lady that was bitten as she received treatment from the doctor and nurses. Hope she is fine, I said a silent prayer as I waited and after some minutes professor Collins came out.“Hey, how is she?" I hurriedly asked, all tensed up.“She is fine. She has received the necessary treatment she needs," Professor Collins replied calmly and I let out a sigh of relief.“I want to see her," I said and I was about to move when the professor held my hand.“I don't think that's a good idea. She is sleeping now it would be best we let her rest," he said and I nodded.“Okay. Thanks for what you did for her and for me also. I
“Thank you for the ride, Professor." I thank Professor Collins sincerely as I alighted down from his vehicle parked in front of my house “It's nothing. Should I walk you to your door?" He asked, making an attempt to come down from his vehicle.“No, no. That won't be necessary, thank you. You have already done more than enough for me today sir," I said and he nodded.“Alright then. Stay safe and we will see tomorrow in school," he said and I smiled warmly at him.“Thank you, drive safe professor." I greeted goodbye and he nodded before driving off.Exhaling, I walked into my apartment. While inside my apartment I took off my shoes to feel more relaxed and I started reminiscing about the event that took place as I sat on the sofa. How I stupidly went out in the middle of the night to search for Damon and how I also stupidly thought I could be a hero and save that lady from those two men. If not for professor Collins my night would have been a complete disaster. I am really grateful th
“Good morning, beautiful." Gloria woke up to the sight of a half naked Donald with a tray in hand.“What's this?" She asked, adjusting herself on the bed that she sat resting her back on the bedhead with the blanket still covering the most part of her body.“Well breakfast," he replied then brought the tray down, placing it on the bed and Gloria couldn't hide her amazement at how beautiful it looks and how good it smells too.A well prepared omelet with toasted bread and a mug of hot chocolate. Breakfast in bed. It looks all so romantic and for a moment there Gloria allowed herself to be happy until a thought came to her mind that ruined her mood. She has always dreamt and visualized a day when she would be served breakfast on bed by Damon but it seemed that would never happen...“What's wrong? Don't you like the food?" Donald asked when he noticed the change in her countenance.“I do, it's just..." She paused a few seconds before continuing. “I don't think I am hungry."“That's alrig
Amelia and Damon were coming out of the hotel on their way to the woods when Amelia picked up a scent of a night walker, not one at least five and she instantly became in a state of panic.“They are here.. Nightwalkers," she informed Damon looking over her shoulders to see exactly where they are but they were hidden from view..”I know," Damon said and the calmness in his voice bought a kind of security to Amelia that she didn't understand and just then an ice cream truck was slowly driving past.“It's been long I had one of those. Would you care for some?" Damon said much to Amelia's amazement as she wondered how he was still so cool and composed to the point of wanting to buy ice cream when their life is under threat.“Y..Yes I guess." “Good then. Let's go," Damon said, then walked to the truck and Amelia hurriedly followed him from behind.As Damon was busy ordering for the ice cream Amelia was stylishly watching out as she was still expecting that the vamps would come out from th
On sighting Amelia with Damon, Dominic frowned and turned around walking away.“Not possible," Henry was shocked and relieved at the same time at the sight of them though.Shocked because he thought Damon was dead as when he last saw him he was surrounded by deadly vampires and also relieved because his sister is back safe and sound.“Brother," Amelia called out to her brother with a tone that showed her remorse as she was still feeling bad for leaving without telling him.“Amelia," Henry's tone was comforting and welcoming as he spread his arms apart and Amelia ran into them for a tight embrace.“I am sorry. I know you must have been worried about me. Please forgive me" she pleaded in his arms.“It's alright. I am just glad you are safe," Henry said to her before taking his eyes to Damon.“Thank you for bringing her back home," he said and Damon nodded softly.Amelia finally detached herself from the hug and her eyes went to where her boyfriend Dominic had walked past..“I know Domi
Author's POVDamon settled into a handmade wooden chair in the heart of the camp, nestled within the woods. Crystal, an innocent and lively young girl, busied herself braiding his long hair, a promise he had made to her during his last visit. As she worked, she chattered away, her words filled with a childlike wonder."Uncle Damon, while you were away, I saw Aunty Amelia crying. She looked so sad, but now that you're here, she looks happy again. I think she likes you," Crystal said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.Damon's expression remained calm, but a faint smile played on his lips. "Everyone likes me, or don't you like me?" he teased, his voice low and smooth.Crystal giggled, her hands moving deftly through Damon's hair. "I like you a lot, Uncle Damon. You have long hair, and you let me braid it. But I think Aunty Amelia likes, like you and you two look good together."Damon's smile faltered for a moment, before he regained his composure. "I don't know about that. She has a boy
I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee, feeling a sense of unease as I sat across from Tristan. The coffee shop was bustling with activity, but my focus remained on the mysterious stranger."So, how do you know Damon again?" I asked, trying to sound casual.Tristan's smile was charming, but I detected a hint of mischief behind his eyes. "Well, we met at a bar, and we had a little drink together. So, you can say I'm like his drinking buddy." He joked, his tone light and carefree.I smiled, intrigued by their apparent friendship. "Seems you two have had quite the fun together."Tristan's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Well, you can say that again. From the very first day I met him, I could tell immediately he's a special individual."I nodded in agreement, remembering how mesmerizing Damon was. "Yeah, me too."Tristan's expression turned serious, his gaze piercing. "You know, you're a brave girl, returning to that place again after what almost happened to you there."My eyes w
As we strolled away from the lake, I couldn't shake off the enchanting feeling that lingered within me. The tales Jeremy had shared about Lake Town's mystical past swirled in my mind, leaving me wondering if there was truth to the legends. We walked back towards the bustling crowd, where Jeremy greeted his friends and family with warm smiles and introductions.However, the atmosphere shifted abruptly, like a sudden change in the wind. The chatter and laughter ceased, replaced by tense whispers and worried glances. I sensed a collective unease settling over the crowd."What are they doing here?" a man in his mid-forties muttered, his voice laced with concern. I followed his gaze and saw them – four individuals clad in black, long coats that seemed to absorb the light around them. Their skin was as pale as snow, and their eyes sparkled like pearls. One of them, a man with piercing red pupils, exuded an aura of danger with every step he took.At first, I thought there were only four of t
Jane's POV:As I opened the door, I couldn't help but smile when I saw Jeremy standing on my doorstep, looking relaxed and casual in his round-neck shirt, jeans, and jacket. He didn't seem to be following the traditional date attire, but he still managed to look effortlessly handsome.I, on the other hand, felt a twinge of regret for choosing to wear a gown. I had thought it would be a nice touch, but now I felt a bit overdressed compared to Jeremy. Maybe I should have opted for something more casual, I thought.Jeremy's eyes lit up as he took in my appearance, and he smiled warmly. "Wow, you look really beautiful," he said, his voice sincere and genuine. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I smiled back at him."Thank you," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the flutter in my chest. "You look good too."Jeremy chuckled and looked down at his outfit, seeming a bit embarrassed. "Hope I'm not too underdressed?" he asked.I shook my head, smiling reassuringly. "Nah, you look g
Author's POVDamon walked into his hotel apartment, his eyes scanning the room with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance. His cousin, Roshan, was lounging on the sofa, watching TV with a look of utter relaxation."It seems you'll start paying rent, because you're staying here more than I am," Damon said, his tone dry and his expression unyielding.Roshan smiled lazily, not bothering to get up. "Welcome back, little brother. A little rent is nothing for a prince of hell. You know you can buy the world ten times over if you want."Damon's frown deepened, his eyes flashing with irritation. "I am no longer a prince of hell. I have denounced everything to do with that place, so I would appreciate it if you didn't address me as such."Roshan's smile never wavered, but his eyes gleamed with amusement. "Once a prince, always a prince. And this brings me to the reason why I'm here. Your father, the Dark Lord, needs you in hell. He says it's urgent."Damon's expression turned glacial, his voice
Jane's POV:I was fast asleep, lost in a world of dreams, when suddenly I felt a shiver run down my spine. My eyes fluttered open, and I was met with an eerie darkness. That's when I saw him - or at least, I thought I did. A figure that looked uncannily like Damon stood in the shadows, his presence making my heart skip a beat."Damon," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. Fear and excitement wrestled for dominance within me.I fumbled for the light switch beside my bed, and as the room was bathed in a warm glow, I realized I was alone. The room was empty, but I could have sworn I saw Damon standing there just moments before.A shiver ran down my spine as I sat up in bed, my mind racing with doubts. Was I seeing things? Was it just a dream?That's when I noticed something odd - my window was wide open, and the curtain was billowing in the wind. I distinctly remembered locking it before going to bed.A sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach as I slowly got out of bed
I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee, feeling a sense of unease as I sat across from Tristan. The coffee shop was bustling with activity, but my focus remained on the mysterious stranger."So, how do you know Damon again?" I asked, trying to sound casual.Tristan's smile was charming, but I detected a hint of mischief behind his eyes. "Well, we met at a bar, and we had a little drink together. So, you can say I'm like his drinking buddy." He joked, his tone light and carefree.I smiled, intrigued by their apparent friendship. "Seems you two have had quite the fun together."Tristan's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Well, you can say that again. From the very first day I met him, I could tell immediately he's a special individual."I nodded in agreement, remembering how mesmerizing Damon was. "Yeah, me too."Tristan's expression turned serious, his gaze piercing. "You know, you're a brave girl, returning to that place again after what almost happened to you there."My eyes w
Author's POVDamon settled into a handmade wooden chair in the heart of the camp, nestled within the woods. Crystal, an innocent and lively young girl, busied herself braiding his long hair, a promise he had made to her during his last visit. As she worked, she chattered away, her words filled with a childlike wonder."Uncle Damon, while you were away, I saw Aunty Amelia crying. She looked so sad, but now that you're here, she looks happy again. I think she likes you," Crystal said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.Damon's expression remained calm, but a faint smile played on his lips. "Everyone likes me, or don't you like me?" he teased, his voice low and smooth.Crystal giggled, her hands moving deftly through Damon's hair. "I like you a lot, Uncle Damon. You have long hair, and you let me braid it. But I think Aunty Amelia likes, like you and you two look good together."Damon's smile faltered for a moment, before he regained his composure. "I don't know about that. She has a boy
On sighting Amelia with Damon, Dominic frowned and turned around walking away.“Not possible," Henry was shocked and relieved at the same time at the sight of them though.Shocked because he thought Damon was dead as when he last saw him he was surrounded by deadly vampires and also relieved because his sister is back safe and sound.“Brother," Amelia called out to her brother with a tone that showed her remorse as she was still feeling bad for leaving without telling him.“Amelia," Henry's tone was comforting and welcoming as he spread his arms apart and Amelia ran into them for a tight embrace.“I am sorry. I know you must have been worried about me. Please forgive me" she pleaded in his arms.“It's alright. I am just glad you are safe," Henry said to her before taking his eyes to Damon.“Thank you for bringing her back home," he said and Damon nodded softly.Amelia finally detached herself from the hug and her eyes went to where her boyfriend Dominic had walked past..“I know Domi
Amelia and Damon were coming out of the hotel on their way to the woods when Amelia picked up a scent of a night walker, not one at least five and she instantly became in a state of panic.“They are here.. Nightwalkers," she informed Damon looking over her shoulders to see exactly where they are but they were hidden from view..”I know," Damon said and the calmness in his voice bought a kind of security to Amelia that she didn't understand and just then an ice cream truck was slowly driving past.“It's been long I had one of those. Would you care for some?" Damon said much to Amelia's amazement as she wondered how he was still so cool and composed to the point of wanting to buy ice cream when their life is under threat.“Y..Yes I guess." “Good then. Let's go," Damon said, then walked to the truck and Amelia hurriedly followed him from behind.As Damon was busy ordering for the ice cream Amelia was stylishly watching out as she was still expecting that the vamps would come out from th
“Good morning, beautiful." Gloria woke up to the sight of a half naked Donald with a tray in hand.“What's this?" She asked, adjusting herself on the bed that she sat resting her back on the bedhead with the blanket still covering the most part of her body.“Well breakfast," he replied then brought the tray down, placing it on the bed and Gloria couldn't hide her amazement at how beautiful it looks and how good it smells too.A well prepared omelet with toasted bread and a mug of hot chocolate. Breakfast in bed. It looks all so romantic and for a moment there Gloria allowed herself to be happy until a thought came to her mind that ruined her mood. She has always dreamt and visualized a day when she would be served breakfast on bed by Damon but it seemed that would never happen...“What's wrong? Don't you like the food?" Donald asked when he noticed the change in her countenance.“I do, it's just..." She paused a few seconds before continuing. “I don't think I am hungry."“That's alrig