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Alpha's Singer Wintry
I unhook my jacket, tugging it over my shoulders. Whether I wanted or didn't want it, I had to work. I'd spent nearly twice as much money than usual this month, mostly because of the ashen boy whining with sickness on top of my blankets.He'd disappear once in a while, to come back with blood staining his lips."Are you sure it's working?" I sigh, crossing my arms together. "Animal blood. Do you think it's making it better for you?"Because I didn't think so at all.He forces a nod, before returning to a groaning cocoon on the wooden floor."W-When are you going to be back?""Late tonight." I say, and his eyes widen. "You know already— I work as a taxi driver, remember?""Late?"I breathe. Then I twist the door open, calling over my shoulder."If you think you need help, call Christian Shadow. I left the phone—"And then I walk straight into someone, my head crashing into the middle of something firm.Speak of the devil."Me?"What in the @$$&@$ world?Christian Shadow gives me a cold
Alpha's Singer A Promise
CHRISTIANWhy is she here?My eyes are blue. I can sense them— just like I can sense her blood. She'a asleep on my bed, so defenseless and vulnerable.Her lip.I shift closer, my gaze never leaving her face. It was so amusing— she was more intriguing than anyone else I'd ever met. She looked so peaceful, in a house of vampires.And the nerve, to be sleeping on my bed."Unless..."My fingertips brush across her chin. She doesn't move, and I slowly find myself bending down.That blood.I'd drank from her less than a day ago. Usually that would satisfy me for at least a week, yet I found myself wanting to taste her again.It had been so sweet.And with that wound she'd clumsily made on herself, I wouldn't be breaking any part of the promise.Hand tightening around the edge of the bed, I slowly kiss her. My fangs tug on the slight cut on the corner of her lips, breaking the fragile skin. My tongue runs over the dark line.A breath escapes my throat.I press my hand against her waist. And
Alpha's Singer Love like a Storm
_____________________________And the next few days pass.Life seems to go back into everything that it had been before— working, sleeping, and even more working. I go back to my taxi-driving, from morning to late evening.Nothing happens.I don't see Christian Shadow— even Rin. The inside of my tiny apartment is quiet, completely silent except for me.Before I would've been okay with all of the emptiness.Before.Now I'm not.Now, the silence doesn't feel right at all.This is all because of those vampires. I hiss under my breath, tossing to my other side on the bed of blankets. If only they hadn't turned my life upside down. If only they hadn't shown up in the first place.The blankets crumple in my clenched fists.Christian Shadow.My eyes squeeze close. I was feeling things that I shouldn't be feeling, not at all. I should be enjoying this quietness— this peacefulness.I miss them.No, you don't. You do not miss some vampires that drank your blood. Are you damn crazy?You like thi
Alpha's Singer Cherry and Cream
I hear laughter.I instantly leave my bed, throwing open the door. My icy blue eyes immediately find Blaise Ara, shouting at Rin and waving a game controller wildly in the air. Her cheeks are blushed with exertion."You cheated! I fucking know it!"My gaze settles on her.My tongue runs across my fangs.I hear Rin come up with excuses for himself as I descend down the stairs, coming up behind her. She's too busy accusing him to notice anything.She huffs."We're playing one more, you idiot. Watch me absolutely destroy you this tim—""Destroy who?"I whisper breathlessly into her ear as I wrap an arm around her waist, pressing her figure closer to my chest. Pleasure lights my blood on fire as she freezes, like a deer caught in headlights.My fingertips slip under the hem of her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her stomach.I don't need to look at the mirror to know that my eyes are aflame with a blue, lustful glow.She throws the controller at me."What the hell?!"I easily avoid it.
Alpha's Singer Deathdancer
"All the battles. All the blood I've spilled.""It led me to you."Ezra and Noel Special_______________________________NOELI pick up one of the blades easily in my hands, spinning them around once between my fingers as I continue practicing through each of the forms. I knew them by heart, and yet I still couldn't satisfy Ezra completely.And this time is no different."Noel."His quiet voice comes from my left side— I'd known he was watching, ever since the beginning. And whenever he watched, I couldn't quite seem to remember everything.He starts going through the form, pointing out a few of my mistakes and details that I'd missed.Ezra was Firstblade, the leader of all the Strikers in Mara. He was just a few years older than I was, had even trained together with me before.But he had the aura of a leader, voice so authoritative that its quietness didn't matter.I follow, moving through each of the turns along with him. And this time, I make it through without a single mistake— my
Alpha's Singer Fall Weak
EZRANoel.I can't find him. He's late, and he has never been late before. Not even on the day of his worst beatings, he'd still be there in his spot, going through his form with a trembling figure.But he is not here.And when I look to Jaki and his Shield, both of them are searching for the same person I am, eyes wandering while training.Ten minutes in.The pain in the back of my head grows worse as I wait, hands folded over my knives and eyes fixed at the entrance. Had the Councilor taken out all his anger on Noel last night? For the things I'd said out of my own fury?It's twenty minutes in when I see a faint shadow flicker by the doorway.Noel.And my blood runs cold as I watch him drag his body over to his assigned place, try to slip his knives out of the straps on his legs.I cannot help him.But Jaki does, eyes forced wide as he rushes towards the broken boy. I see Noel sway on his feet before collapsing into Jaki, sweat dripping down his deathly pale face.Someone taps on my
Alpha's Singer Monsters of the Day
EZRA (1)I could only hope that he'd listened to me. Most Strikers had returned to their apartments by this time, shared with their Shields. Only a few actually went home to their own Houses.Their Shields.My expression turns bitter.Before I leave, my eyes flicker down the dark hallway. There's a little bit of light coming from the endmost room, where Noel should be. Because we didn't have Shields, both of us had rooms in the compound itself.It was late, nearly midnight.And my features stay flat as I turn my feet towards his room. The beam of light is streaming through the slight crack of his door— and I see that he'd listened to me.He's collapsed asleep in the middle of the bed, a candle flickering on the nightstand. There's a book fallen open right next to his head.The door doesn't make a sound when I shift it further open.My steps are silent as I take the book and close it, placing it by the candle. Then I pull the covers back over his slender figure.I was certain he'd kick
Alpha's Singer Battle Within
NOEL (2)How dare he.I'd heard him. How dare he insult Ezra like that, when he was nothing compared to the Firstblade? He hadn't been there— hadn't been there when I'd been pleading, watching him fight for his life that day in the blood-covered snow.He knew nothing.For the first time, the anger feels like it might consume me alive."Father.""You will not touch the Firstblade." I hiss, the point of my knife gleaming in the winter sun. And my father snatches his hand back, the surprise in his eyes turning into a flash of fear.Then rage, when he recognizes his own son.But for the first time I'm not trembling. Instead I'm looking him straight in the eyes, my knife a flicker of silver as I sheathe it again.My voice is steel."You can do anything you want with me.""But I won't let you mock him like this."Not when you don't even know what he's been through.My father looks furious, his face burning red. Of course— I'd humiliated him in front of all the other councilors, people who h
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