Ana's POV: I wake up because of my phone. Groaning , I turn and answer the call while lying in my cozy bed. "Hey." I say. "Are you okay?" Jer says. "Yeah, Why wouldn't I be?" I ask him and rub my eyes. "I heard about the fire at the club where you went yesterday." He says. "What?! No, that's not possible but then I may have left before it erupted." I say. "Yeah. " "Were there any casualities?" I ask him. "Not exactly. Everybody came out safe except one guy." He says. "Oh. The poor guy. Who was it?" I ask him. "Scott or something. It's like he has gone missing. No wherabouts or even a dead body . It's like he died and buried himself." He says and his last line starts the engines in my brain. Could it be the same guy who groped me ? No , not a chance."Is there a pic floating?" I ask him. "Yeah . Wait I am sending you." I open the picture and voila! The same guy. That is so not a coincidence . I am so appalled and flabbergasted and as I brainstorm about last night's event ,
Ana's POV: The day has finally arrived. The day , that I turn not only eighteen, but also a vampire? Probably. I am both happy and nervous to see where it leads me . I turn in my bed and sunlight enters my room, snapping my eyes open. I see Drew, Aunt Sara and Jer holding a cake. I sit up and see all of them grinning. I rub my eyes."Happy birthday!" They all but scream. I smile and take it all in."Good morning." I mutter and hug all of them, and then Aunt Sara tells me to cut the cake. I rest it on my lap and blow the candles. God, I wish that this day ends on a happy note and I am always surrounded by people who love me. Drew, Jer and Aunt Sara stay with me on every step of my life. I cut a slice of cake and am about to dig in when Jer breaks a little chunk and spreads it on my face. "No, stop it, you asshole." I say and groan."Language!" Aunt Sara says. "Sorry. " I say and my eyes meet Drew's . He is smirking , looking all too pleased. I go toward him and use my cheek to rub it
Chaos. My mind is full of chaos. I have no idea what is happening right now. It's like I am lost inside my mind. I can't even think , the only thing going through my mind is the only family I have. My aunt Sara. I hope wherever she is , she is holding on. Not giving up. I wish I could've gone back in time and somehow saved her. "Ana?" I wish it wasn't my birthday. "Ana?" I wish I was the one taken. "Ana?" I wish- "Hey." Drew wrenches my attention from my own treacherous thoughts and I look at him. His eyes are narrowed at me and I look to see everybody looking at me. Hell, some even look at me like they pity me. "Did you track her yet?" I ask drew. "Not yet." Charlie has been trying to locate aunt Sara through his powers but it hasn't worked. There is nothing else that could be done. I hate that there is not much I can do and I hate for just sitting here, depending on anyone to save my family. "Your phone has been ringing." Drew says and I hear the bell ring. I take my phone
The ride to the art studio is too silent and too suspenseful for me. I had to turn my phone off as it had blown up the second Martin's realized I wasn't nearby. I didn't even had a chance to say goodbye. The knowledge of what I was going to do to Drew . to my friends, it devastated me but I had no choice. I couldn't risk the life of my aunt any longer by waiting and plotting . I had to act accordingly. Jer and I were always close but now he became closer than ever. He trusted me to make right decision and was my partner in crime, literally. We weren't connected by blood , but by bond. It was the kind of bond that never breaks. Just like my bond with Drew. Car's engine shuts off. I take a breath and get out, Jer following my lead. "Wait!" I say to Jer. "What?" "You are not going." I state, I couldn't risk the life of another person, let alone my closed one. "No. You are not going alone." He deadpans "You have to stay back. Incase, aunt Sara comes out before me and if he uses me a
Shine. I see a ray of light at first, and then in a second, my eyes open. I take in the scene before me . My family, my aunt Sara lying on the floor as Charlie checks her, all of the family surrounding her and Jer stands nearby, Drew sitting by my side, his face between his hands and he is curled up. I close my eyes and open them again and then it all hits me. The reality and what happened. I get up in whoosh, alarming Drew.He stands before me and I look at him to see his eyes filled with sorrow. I turn and I see Jer, he doen't even meets my eys and looks at the ground. I look at my aunt , she is lying so still. No. No. No. NO! It can't be. No. please, no. God, don't take her. My tears start flowing as it all clicks . Drew hugs me and I snuggle deeper into him. I cry, and let out horrible screams and I feel the ground shake. Everybody looks at Drew and Jer gets alarmed. " Hey baby, please don't break like that. Please, try to control yourself. I can't bear to look at you like that.
I wake up and follow my usual routine and go downstairs to greet Aunt Sara. I pause midstep when I realise that she is no more. A wave of sadness hits me. Then I remember that Drew was supposed to be with me , He was staying with me. I look around to see any signs of Drew but he is nowhere to be found. I panic. My thoughts are scrambled and full of what ifs? What if he's gone too? What if he left me? No. It can't be . He is here. I am just being paranoid. He would never leave me. He is not that type of guy. The door opens , forcing me to look at it. I see Drew shaking the umbrella . He gets inside and takes one look at me and then he rushes towards me. He takes my face in his hands and kisses my head . He asks me," What happened?" "Where were you?" I ask him . My voice filled with panic."Outside." He says. "I thought you lef-" " No. Don't think like that. I would never leave you. I am here. It's alright. You are alright." He says and goes inside the kitchen. "Now stop overthin
Those words still echo in my mind . Those words, that changed my whole brain chemistry. "Excuse me?!" I all but yell at that man. My grip visibly tightens on Drew's hands, based by his expressions. The whole framily looks flabbergasted . "I know you don't know and don't trust me. And it's good and I admire that but please give me a chance to explain. Whole my life, I had thought that I lost you . I thought you were dead . But, now that I can see you with my own eyes," He shakes his head,"You look just like her. The resemblance is so uncanny. " The man says so genuinely that it makes me want to allow him but I wait . "I am sorry for interpting, but how?" Drew asks him. "I got this letter from a vampire, named Vincent or something. I probably have had met him once or twice times so I opened it and there he claimed that my daughter, my only child is alive and I got this hope and I wanted to see for myself." He says and looks at me with soft eyes and smiles. Drew tenses when he hears
I slowly look around and my eyes meet Drew , I nod and sit back. I look at the man standing before me. Correction, king Johnathon, no, my father, whatever. I look at him and his general brings a chair and sits down ,in front of me. " I know you have plenty of questions. Go ahead." He says and I say the first thing that comes to my mind. " How did you do that?" I ask him curiously and he chuckles. "That was not what I thought your first question would be but okay. I have this special ability because I bonded with your mother on the wedding day. It is a ritual which ables you to share your abilities wih your other half. I just used my power and traveled in your sub- consciousness and simply showed you my memories that I share with you that human brain can't remember or doesn't notices. Anything else?" He asks me with a grin. I nod and ask," My -My aunt told me that my parents were friends with your wife and she died because of some complications but you said that she was killed. What
EPILOGUE:"Rose...." I mutter and she turns her head to me. She drops the dagger raking with black goo and it thuds with a sharp clink. Her feet touches the floor and her eyes turn back to normal."Drew..." She smiles and comes towards me and I grin, opening my arms for her to place her head on. I turn to my family and watch as they all kneel down on the floor grinning. A gasp is heard loudly and I quickly turn my head back to Ana. I see a red tear falling down her cheeks and all breath is stolen from me. I stagger back and fall down on my knees as the tip of the dagger comes out of her chest and she winces. Her whimpers are enough to show me hell and I scream as she falls on his knees and that's when it all goes black and my skin starts turning to stone just like everyone else in the room. *_*Ana's POV:I see a bright light and the whole place is white. "Drew?" I ask out loud.Where am I? Is this...heaven or hell? "You aren't dead." Someone speaks up and I jump, startled. "Who
"Hello, princess." His smug voice shocks me to my core. Alec's body lays over mine and his stupid smirk is already there, adorning his stupid face. With wide eyes, I say, "Alec? What are you doing here?" Curiosity hits me. Plus lots of shock. He pushes my sweaty hair strands aside and grins. He takes the crown and gets up. He offers me his hand but I push it aside and stand up on my own. "Alec. Hand me the crown." Tobias grins, as if knowing already that he has won. "Oh, this old thing?" Alec tosses the crown back into air and Tobias audibly gasps. "Alec...." I look at him, hoping he does the right thing. I don't see why he would hand the crown to me. I have already lost this game before it even started. He looks into my eyes and tosses it to dad. "Alec!" Tobias shouts as dad catches the crown. "Tobias...your anger is with me. Don't involve my daughter in this mess. We can talk this out calmly like adults." Dad says. "Jonathon.....hand me the crown." Tobias glares. "Brother
I run out and the whole place looks like a maze. A labyrinth of sorts. I look around and see two men, dressed in black, exactly like the men that attacked the coronation. I hide behind the wall and then realise that I forgot to pick up the knife. Shit. I'm already way too far from the room and if I go back now, thee is a higher chance that I will get lost so I choose not to move from my place. I take a breath in and an idea forms in my head. I close my eyes and reopen them. I focus on the place where the men are standing and I can feel the energy rising and slowly the ground starts shaking. I see the light on the ceiling and using my powers, throw that on their head. They both look at each other and then look around to find the source of this problem. I make the light flicker in the hallway and they quickly turn towards the passageway. As soon as they are out of my way, I rush forward. I anticipate a few more men standing guard ahead but shockingly, the place is empty. I don't know if
Fuck. "What do you mean?" I mutter in a very low voice. Also, because that's how high my voice can go right now. My hands start shaking and he looks at them. He gets up and I gulp as he comes towards me. He kneels down and I flinch. He removes the rope from my wrists and I groan. "Why did you do that?" I say and massage my wrists. It still burns and the wounds have turned red. "I know you are not gonna attack me. It would be foolish to attack me, because I can have you on the ground in just a second. So, you can try if you want to." He takes his seat and smirks when I don't react. "Now, back to your question. I am your father's real older brother. I doubt if he told you that, so I will take the matter into my own hands. Back when we were young, your age to be precise. We both knew your mother, Qetsiyah. She was like sunshine in the winters. Charming to a fault. Way too sweet and caring. I warned her, you know. But she didn't listen, she was very stubborn, like you. Both of us wer
"Get off me, you motherfucker!" I push him off and wipe the blood on my cheek that doesn't seem to stop. The wound should've healed by now. My body tenses, and Alec takes my face in his hands with a very strong grip. I wince as his fingers graze the cut. "Hmm. These are spelled arrows. The wound won't heal properly yet. It will take much time to heal. probably days." He says very confidently that doubt fills my mind. "How do you know that?" I ask him, my brows furrowed. "I just do." He looks around and then takes my hand, " Come on, we have to go." I drop his hand and back up. "I am not going anywhere with you. Nope. Stay back." "I am trying to save you. Those rebels are here to hurt you, and right now it is my duty to protect you. You will be going whether you like it or not." He says and I look around in search of Drew or my family but there is no sign of him. There is chaos everywhere I turn, people screaming and running. "Where is my family? Drew?" I ask him. "They left. Th
"I can't go. I am not going down. Nope." I collapse on the chair and shake my head. Alex who is dressed in a Purple and Silver gown which is very revealing and looks so tight but she moves effortlessly. She stops applying the lipstick for the millionth time and comes towards me. "You are. Stop being nervous. You can do this." She says and gestures Mia to come forward. Mia picks up her very heavy looking Green gown with embroidery. She stands up and sets my loose curled strand of hair. "I'd tell you to stay here but you don't have any other choice. Sorry, you gotta do this." She says and nods to Alex. They both pull me up from the chair and drag me to the door, ignoring my grunts and sighs. "You can do this. Trust me, you can. Besides, it will be a shame if this gorgeous dress went to waste." Alex whispers and the doors open. I hear multiple voices. "God, it's like the whole country got jammed in a tiny room. This is like my worst nightmare. I can't possibly go in there. Not happ
"What did you say?!" I scream into the phone. It hasn't been 10 minutes since my date with Drew started and we have already been bombarded with phone calls. First, it was Alex calling me to ask where my studded heels were and if she could wear that. She and Jasper are going to the club this evening so she had to wear those heels with her dress. Then it was Damien, who wanted to ask where were we and then he proceeded to ask Drew his recipes and if we could get some food for him because according to him, he has been hungry since ages. And right now, my dad has something very important that just can't wait until we come back and he just has to tell me right now, in the middle of my date. "I said that you need to come back soon. There is going to be a party and you are going to get crowned. We already discussed this, didn't we?" I cut him off. "No. We actually never talked about this. Like ever." I say and then he cuts me off. "Doesn't matter now. It was going to happen anyways and no
"Ana! Stop!" Damien rushes towards me and pull me back. I almost choked the fucker and he deserved it. "How dare you come here?" I sneer. "You know him?" Kai asks me. "Yes, he left me in the museum. Alone with no way out. Tell him to leave or else I will fucking kill him." I say and my eyes turn dark. Glow starts radiating off my body and his eyes widen for a second but then he composes himself. "I'm afraid I can't leave. I am a part of this council and inner circle after all." He says smugly and folds his arms. "Make him leave." A demonic voice said, that I didn't recognise came from me until Kai visibly gulped and looked at me, scared. "Hey hey hey. Calm down, you sweet little... angel of a child?" Damien says, trying to get my attention and divert me and I unwillingly make the floor shake in response. "Well, she is feisty as hell." Alec says and sits down on the chair. I close my eyes in anger and my hands fist at my sides. A scream builds in my throat and I let it out. I
I threw a punch at Damien and my body feels like I just jumped down from a building.The whole day was going great, it started great and when Damien took me to the backyard of the mansion for training that's when I started regretting agreeing to this whole training.Now, I am in the middle of training and I am so exhausted I can't even tell.Keeping my chin low, I threw another punch, but Damien blocked it with his forearm and I pulled back, looking for an opening but still not getting one. So I closed my eyes and tried to remember the drill when I trained with Drew and his family. I created an opening by shifting my legs as if to kick and his arms dropped a fraction. I used that as my chance to swing. I slammed my fist into his hard stomach.Damien grunted and softly said, " Nice move. Who taught you that? You diverted my mind into thinking you were going for a kick but instead you punched me in my stomach. That was very clever and smart move.""Drew taught me." I say, like a proud