Coming to Brytin wasn't all bad. I met him, even though I didn't recognize him at first. He was the one in my dreams. Yes, I could perfectly see that, but I had to hide from everyone for me to be close to him. He doesn't want me near him. He despises me no matter how hard I try to please him. He warns me to stay far away from him. They also warned me too, but my heart and soul does not listen, and I'm a curious girl who follows her heart. She's a witch, he's a vampire, they are enemies but she's his mate. That's an abomination, but she doesn't give a damn. She wants him to mark her and claim her, but that's formidable. He disagrees but she isn't going to stop until he acknowledges her. Find out what happens when she realizes the real reason behind the clash of witches and vampires, will she be forced to leave him or will she stay with him no matter what happens?
View MoreWarning/Must read: This is not your typical Vampire/witch novel. This is a YA teen fantasy and there are a few things you need to note to make you not confused.
INSIGHT:
1) Our female lead here goes to the past unconsciously, to her it is a dream but it is actually her past. (P.S. like a dream but her spirit wanders into her past when she removes a necklace.) When you read you would know what necklace I'm talking about.
2) The siragon is from her past, so she knows everything about the FL's past. (As you read, you will know the creature I'm talking about.)
3) Further questions about any confusion chapter will be explained in that chapter.
~Tiffany~
“WELCOME TO BRYTIN” was clearly written on the signboard as we entered the town. A place I never imagined to come back to. Twelve good years and some things are still the same. The signboard especially.
It's been tough for me particularly my dad because he had lost more than my mom. We left here for California to start a new life, which was worse than I had imagined.
I could only go out for a walk because, after my mom's demise, my dad grew so overprotective with the excuse of not wanting to lose me and the circle; I understood because the turn-around was too much to handle.
He felt so guilty and never stopped blaming himself, and so he vowed never to come back to this town.
And now I wonder why the sudden change of heart and his sudden grudges against vampires and werewolves.
I was young when these things happened; I was 6, so I could not remember most things, and I also could not ask him. He was glad he had me, I was too, and that makes both of us happy.
“Tiffy” His voice snapped me out of my reverie.
“Hmm,” I hummed, getting down from the truck. I still can't believe the house was like how we left it (I had seen the picture) and I thought it would have been quite—you know, a little shabby and dusty.
Dad pushed our luggage into the house and chuckled when he saw my expression.
“Maggie cleaned up a few hours before our arrival" He informed me.
“Aunt Maggie” I could vaguely remember what she looked like, but I knew her. She was one of Dad's old friends and also a circle member; I thought she had disappeared after the incident.
“How did you get in touch with her? I thought you lost contact with all the circle members.” I said, giving a confused look. My curiosity was what I was known for. A part of me.
“If you keep asking questions, Tiffany, I am afraid we might not be able to pack all our stuff in, and... You’re supposed to be tired after the long journey?”
“I am”
“So please let's settle in first before any more questions” Dad responded, looking tired.
I helped pack all our things and arrange them. There were not many things to do; we just carried our clothes, shoes, and accessories because all the other things were already there.
While Dad prepared dinner, I chose to check out the house and surroundings.
My room wasn't what I thought it would be—Yunno, the Barbie-ish vibes, and color— but no, it was just as I wanted.
And there was a house beside ours, it was new. Maybe a few things had changed because—if my memories are clear— we never had any house besides ours, and I wonder what kind of neighbors we had.
witches like us?
Humans?… Humans are rare to see in this town, because of the abnormality, and the Creepy vibe (especially) that Brytin exudes.
Lost in my thoughts, a light flashed in my direction, it was just 6:12 pm (as early as it could be) which made me wonder who turned on the lights this early.
“Tiffany, dinner is ready!” Dad's voice echoed around the neighborhood.
Not surprised.
Brytin was known for its creepy silent nature.
“Alright, Dad,” I replied. I stared at the direction the light was coming from one more time, before going in.
The dining is still the same. The tables and chairs are not an inch to the right or left.
And the dinner before me unlocked that special feeling of being home.
Cobb sales and baked beans. That was Mom's favorite, and, surprisingly, Dad chose to prepare this for dinner when he had long ago chosen to hide every memory of Mom.
He wiped his hands on the yellow apron around his waist. “I know what you're thinking, but I was merely checking out my cooking skills and, you know, bringing back the old times," he said bitterly and chuckled.
Even if the joy of coming back here was deep inside of me, I also knew it was never going to be easy. Those two different feelings still fought themselves.
The doorbell chimed when I tried to sit, earning a groan from me.
“Could you get the door for me? That must be Maggie and her daughter” Dad said.
“Sure” I pushed the chair back to its original position before rushing to the door.
A sharp scream broke out when I opened the door, startling me, and also Dad—I guess— because I heard something falling and him cursing.
“Don't tell me this is Tiffany, Alfie.” The woman with red afro-curly hair spoke.
From the hair, I knew who she was, Aunt Maggie; she had freckles on her blush side, nonetheless she looked young and pretty.
She squeezed me in a tight hug, making it impossible for me to breathe.
“Mommy, you are killing her.” I heard a feminine voice that sounded quite thick, compared to my tiny own.
“Oops, I was so excited, that's why, you looked so much like your mom when she was young, Ah! Good old days,” Aunt Maggie shook her head dramatically.
“Come my child” She held my hand in a gentle grip, before dragging me to the dining, her daughter trailing behind.
I was a bit excited at her arrival.
My mom was a human who had the power to see the future; they called her the Seer in the circle, according to what I heard. There were not many things I'd heard from Dad about my mom, but since Aunt Maggie had known her from childhood, she could at least tell me more about her.
“Come here, Regina!” Dad called her to his side.
“Oh my, you've grown so big” She has this kind of aura that sends chills down my neck, she wasn't the talking type, figured out. With a big resemblance to her mom, except for the hair. Compared to Aunt Maggie's, Regina's hair is a curly dark red.
She gave a faint smile when my eyes met hers.
“Tiffany, meet Regina; you might not remember her, but you guys played in the woods together when you were little,” Dad said, trying to make me remember, which I couldn't.
“Wow, we play in the woods; I can't really remember that.” I squeezed in, sounding awkward.
“Yeah, it's ok, I too don't remember playing in the woods with you,” She said jokingly.
She's really cool, and I like it.
Dinner with Rodriguez was really great; we talked a lot, and I found out that Gina and I had lots in common, Gina for short. We talked about our favorite things and how clumsy we could be, while the adults talked about boring stuff that was really annoying. Gina said she wanted to stay here for a sleepover so she could take me to school herself; well, Dad already announced that I was not going to homeschool here in Brytin since he said I was not a kid anymore and I could go to high school.
Do you know how much I really wanted to stop homeschooling in California? It's just that I could not tell him because I knew that Dad was doing his best to keep me safe, but right now he just gave me the go-ahead to have freedom.
Today is literally the best night ever.
It was a great start to have new friends and buddies, go to parties, and hang out with everyone, and have the freedom I never had.
I think coming to Brytin wasn't a bad idea, after all.
~Tiffany~ I just didn't know how to feel right now with Zayne in front of me. He looked so not him and I could see he was ashamed to look back at me.Tension hangs in the air as I confront the aftermath of his betrayal. What he did hurt me? I felt betrayed but it wasn't as much as what I'd felt when I knew Dad was the mastermind of all this.Dad's dead but that doesn't mean my nightmares are spared. He still haunts me at night and I'm glad Axel is here to go through all this with me.When I heard Zayne was still alive and that he was in the dungeon, I felt scared remembering what he did to me and relieved he was still alive. Axel said it's better I dished out the punishment myself rather than him which I'm grateful for. Now that Zayne was in front of me, I certainly had no punishment for him. I knew why he did this even though it was selfish and stupid but it was a way for him to protect me or so he thought. I exhaled deeply, my lips pressed in a thin line before I opened my mo
~Axel~ It's been two weeks since the battle and my Mate has not woken up. I've been in the room all day, hoping she would at least blink her eyes or move any part of her body. The door opened and Father walked in, he's been the one handling pack issues. We haven't had the time to talk about what had happened before the battle or after. He deserves an apology for my uncalled attitude.“I'm sorry–” I paused my words before taking a deep breath.“I'm sorry for accusing you about the siragon. I was wrong and I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions without investigating,” I apologized, my gaze still focused on my mate.“It's not your fault. I was acting obsessively about the Siragon. Everyone thought my brother was the one who killed his mate but I didn't believe it. I knew something was off when that wizard came out alone with blood on his body, I should have investigated well then maybe this mess wouldn't have happened. Somehow I'm glad it did happen because you found your mate.”“Yeah,
~Axel~ The fight was such a bloody one, I had tried to reach up to my mate but that fucked up demon which escaped from hell and those bloody wendigos rushed at me. I had to fight them off, they weren't strong but their numbers helped a lot. When they all disappeared into thin air, I knew that the battle had ended. My mate had killed her father and she rose triumphantly in the air, I could feel how weak she was. I needed to get to her side before she collapsed, she landed in my arms when she fell. I panicked immediately and rushed out with her in my hands. I needed to take her to the pack ASAP, so Jackob could check what was wrong with her. I just hope it's nothing serious. ‘I will take care of the mess and the wizard,' Dexter mindlink to me but I ignored him. My focus was only on my mate and nothing else. When I got to the pack, I saw Dad and some elders there waiting, the anxiousness on his face was washed away, but I did not care.All I wanted was for my mate to be safe.I drop
~Maggie~ “You are a disappointment to the clan and I regret the day I gave birth to you,” My voice was low but loud enough for everyone outside to hear. I shook my head as I stared at Zayne, the boy who was once softhearted and cheerful turning out to be someone who I did not recognize.“I did it for us. You were not planning to do anything when the vampire kidnapped Tiffany and now that I did something you are disappointed in me, what a life,” He snorted, I could not hide my disbelief.He just didn't get what he did, he doesn't even know the consequences of his actions.I bet Alfie told him what he wanted to use Tiffany for.“You think you are helping, You are only doing it for your selfish reason. Also, go check and see what damage you've caused to Tiffany.” I did not want to speak much, I wanted him to see for himself what Alfie was doing to Tiffany. He rushed inside and we followed suit, Regina was torn and hurt. I understand her despair, I could feel it too.I bet she's alrea
~Axel~ 24 hours had passed and yet no news about my mate. Today is the day I was going to fully make her mine but then some bullshit psychos decided to enrage me.“Oh, my!” Maggie let out a cry which elicited a growl from my mouth, we were stuck at her place. She and Gina were trying their best to locate my mate and her fucked up Dad. He's been missing too since yesterday with that lowly Wizard.How can I make an exemption for him as a suspect?Damn, such a fucked up mistake. I should have not let him in.“What?” I sneered at her, of course, she wasn't at fault, but her son was the reason for all this.“Could someone please check the sky for me, tell me how dark it is. I need to confirm something first,” She said in a scary tone which still made me agitated, but Dexter went out to check.“Damn, it's really dark. Like Dark Dark, normal humans can't see at this rate and the moon is Dark, just the outline to know that it's the moon. Something like an eclipse,”“Oh, no!” Her lips tremble
~Tiffany~“Now, where should I start from,” Dad smacked his lips as if he had forgotten where to start from. “Right, let me start from the gruesome part. The part where that Filthy blood-sucking animal came to claim your Mom, my Elisa as his Mate. That day, I had never felt this vengeful anger in me, your mom and I were playing in the garden with you, talking about how life in the future would be with you beside us. You were four then, our pretty little princess Hecate bestowed on us. I loved you even before I set my eyes on you, you made your mom happier, she smiled when you were in her stomach even though you made her weak, always sick. I could not bring myself to hate you because you made her happy and when she held you, my heart fluttered as tears of joy streamed down her face. I cried too because she cried. That's how much I loved your mom.”“All of a sudden he comes to our doorstep, snarling his teeth calling your Mom, My Elisa, his mate. I tried to fight him off, but you
~Tiffany~ Darkness enveloped me, a deep unsettling void where time seemed to lose its meaning. I was floating in a sea of nothingness, unaware of where I was or how I got there. It was a disorienting sensation, like being adrift in a dream without a clear beginning or end. It was far different from what I'd seen when I was in my past. Then suddenly, I felt a sharp, jolting sensation– Cold water splashing over my body. It was a shock to my system, my senses screamed to life as the cold seeped into my skin jolting me awake. Gasping for air, I bolted upright, my heart racing in my chest. I blinked rapidly trying to shake off the remnants of unconsciousness into my head.“Ha, finally, you decided to be awake,” I heard the one familiar voice I wasn't expecting. It is too similar, I guess I'm still in a dream. I shook my head, trying to get back to reality. Probably because I felt my mind was messing with me because of what I had figured out earlier– I'm talking about Zayne. His bet
~Zayne~ I stared at the unconscious brunette-haired witch, many thoughts ransacked my head but the one dominating was me wishing Tiffany and I could be in a different situation. It hurts me to see her being chained to a chair, but if this is what would make her go back to her senses then I have no choice but to do this. My mind wandered to the night I was proposed to this deal, I was in my studio painting aggressively as usual and there he came in out of the blues and unwelcomed. He says, “Tiffany needs to come home, if you love her enough to make her go back to her right senses then bring her back home before the next full moon.” It was crazy but I accepted because it was the right thing to do and I don't regret it. I jolted back into reality when she stirred, hearing her groan made my heart ache and I felt worried for her. I rushed to get a cup of water, “Tiffany,” I called, concern laced in my tone. “Zayne… Please help me,” Tiffany said immediately she found herself being
~Jessica~ “Don't you forget what to do tonight?” The black wizard reminded me again for the umpteenth time while I snickered.“You don't have to keep nagging. I know my job, now get out before I get pissed off,” I hissed. Even though I hate working with these people, they were the only ones who could help me achieve my goals. I know that the feeling is mutual, he also gets his shares from working on this.He wants the witch to himself while I want her out of here, if possible dead. She is a pain in my ass, so that isn't too much to ask. He scowled at me giving me the ‘don't you dare fuckin hurt her’ look. I rolled my eyes as I watched him leave, tch so annoying. ~~~ I took a deep relieving breath as I entered Tiffany's room, the maids were in the room preparing her for what's going to happen tomorrow which will eventually not take place as long as I lived.‘I have to do this because it would be in my favor.' I reminded myself as I fought hard not to use my claws on the maids and
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