Before Izzie knew it she was flung around, coming face to face with a strange male vamp. His deep red eyes raked hungrily over her, drinking her in as he held her still. He was only a little taller than her, though that didn’t give her any sort of advantage.
“Looks like I found the diamond in the rough,” he chuckled darkly. This repugnant beast reminded her exactly why she was a slayer, and why she loved her job so much. Ridding the world of vile creatures like him and saving innocent humans from being hunted like this. Witho
Fiancee.The word cut like a hot knife through her chest, making her draw an involuntary breath. The nauseous feeling from earlier suddenly resurfaced ten-fold. A lump formed in her throat as her heart shattered inside of her. There was a heat forming behind her eyes and she wasn’t entirely sure if it was anger or sorrow. Jealousy gripped her as she looked Vanessa up and down, her gaze finally halting on her occupied ring finger. There it sat, a delicate gold band that housed an obnoxiously large diamond. It was quite obviously very expensive given the sheer size of it, but on her finger, it just looked tacky (but maybe that was the jealousy talking.) It twinkled in the dim club lights, almost taunting her with its presence. She’d hoped this was just a sick joke that Cassius was playing, but there it was, clear as day for all to see.Despite all odds, Izzie had begun to feel a connection with him and had finally been able to admit to herself that she did care about him. All the time t
"Does that thing ever shut up?" Brad groaned at Izzie's phone as it flashed up with another annoying ding for what seemed like the hundredth time since they sat down, "When did you become so popular?"Izzie shot him a pointed look, before turning her attention back to her strawberry milkshake. The three of them had stopped off at a late-night burger joint, Brad and Izzie had grabbed a booth while Jake was still stood outside animatedly arguing with the taxi firm over the phone. The restaurant was f
Everything seemed to happen within a split second. They never stood a chance.Jake was slammed back hard against a tree, rendering him unconscious and Brad was grabbed and hurled out of the trees before a hand closed around Izzie's throat.
She screamed loud and hard as pain exploded from her neck. She could feel his lips curl into a twisted smile at the sound and she felt hot trickles begin to run down her neck. She felt weak as he yanked her head sideways, driving his fangs deeper into her flesh. She had never felt so helpless in her entire life. At least when the wolf had bitten her she had passed out almost immediately. Not this time.
Izzie froze as his lips connected with hers. A war was raging inside of her as her body began to defy her logic once again. Her lips moved gently against his, she wasn't entirely reciprocating what she was getting, but again she wasn't pushing him away either. Even if she wanted to push him away, she didn't think her body would allow it. This was wrong, Cassius was engaged, he'd played her.
Everything moved so quickly that Izzie could barely comprehend what was happening. Cassius' face contorted in pain before he was swiftly rolled off of her, crashing to the floor with Brad on top of him. Cassius had been far too engrossed in the moment to hear Brad's approach and Brad had managed to take him off guard. Izzie felt her heart drop as she saw Brad raise her dagger above his head. "No!" she screamed, lunging for the end of the bed, her hands grasping out wildly for the dagger, but it was too late. Brad was already bringing th
"Can't we just kill him?" Cassius asked for like the fifth time since they'd started this conversation, earning him yet another panicked look from, the now bound and gagged, Brad."No!" Izzie and Jake chorused, pacing past each other in front of the chair that held Brad. The two of them were racking their brains as hard as they could to try and think of a way out of this. Killing Brad wasn't an option, it was always big news if an Elite was killed in action and there would be an extensive investigation into his death. Elites were t
Izzie's eyes fluttered open as she was roused from her sleep by a rhythmic buzzing sound. There were signs of daylight peeking out from underneath the living room curtains, and she glanced at the clock only to see that it was already one in the afternoon. Last night had been all kinds of intense and she felt hung-over this morning, not just from the alcohol but also from the stress of it all. It appeared that they had fallen asleep where they sat, as she could see Jake sleeping soundly on the other side of the room. He was sat on the floor in the corner, propped up by the walls with his head resting on his shoulder. Brad was asleep on the chair that he was still bound to, his head thrown backwards and loud snoring emitting from his gaping mouth. The position didn't seem
That's the last of it," Jake commented as she stood up holding yet another dustpan full of broken glass. He had personally tidied up most of the destruction in the living room. Cassius had helped a little where he could but had grown tired very quickly and needed to sit down. Neither male would let her or Esther help in the cleaning up, though Esther didn't seem overly concerned by that. Izzie, however, had begun to feel better and wanted to help but they insisted that she continue to rest until they were sure she was fully healed. Right now, she was snuggled up on Cassius' lap with her head leaning on his shoulder while his strong arms wrapped around her like a safety blanket. His leant his head on hers while they both watched Jake finish up the cleaning. Esther had long since disappeared into the kitchen, lord knows what she was doing but Izzie didn't care much as long as she was away from her. "Is there anything we can use to patch up that window?" Cassius asked as a shiver ran th
It was cold.Very cold.There's was nothing around but darkness.'Am I - am I dead?' Izzie thought and it seemed to echo in the vast void around her as if she had spoken aloud. She felt light as if she was made of no more than air. She was just kind of there, floating in the black.She must be dead.This was not what she expected death to be.She didn't know exactly what she had expected.Pain and suffering.
Vanessa didn't have time to react. A scream had just started to escape her lungs when the bullet hit. Given her strange angle over Izzie Jake hadn't managed to shoot anything vital, probably through fear of hitting Izzie, but it had been enough for Vanessa to fall away from Izzie.Izzie watched as Vanessa fell to the ground, holding her side as the blood began to ooze from it. Izzie saw the burn of the silver begin to smoke in her side, but if it was the same thing that had hit Cassius then she could still have a lot of life in her yet."Izzie!" Jake called, and she looked over just in time to see him kick her dagger back towards her. The blade slid elegantly across the floor, coming right for her and she instinctively put out her hand to catch it. It was almost like fate as the ha
Izzie spit out a mouthful of blood from what she hoped was Vanessa's final attack. She lay crumpled on the floor unable to move from the agony that she felt. Bones were broken and possibly a ruptured organ or two. Moving hurt, her insides hurt, her outsides hurt, hell, even breathing hurt.It appeared that vampy Barbie wasn't just a pretty face.She was an entire cold plastic bitch, through and through.Izzie had never been one to give up, but right now, death would be welcome. She forced her head up, her gaze locking on Cassius one more time as she felt Vanessa approaching behind her, getting ready to deliver the final blow.Those sad steel
Bang!The scream of agony came almost instantly as the shot was fired.
Jake was...Jake was a vampire...How?When?When she'd last seen him he'd been...She was in shock.She was unsure if this was better or worse than her zombie nightmare.Had that been a premonition?Vampires were technically be classed as walking corpses so her nightmare hadn't been far wrong, he was just a little less decomposed.Frankly, he was terrifying.Her best friend was leering over her, trying to fight his way to her throat with a crazed look in his eye as his bloodlust was taking over. New turns or fledgelings could be some of the most dangerous vampires. They hadn't learned to control their hunger yet and instinct would take over them. A fledgeling couldn't control how much they took either and almost every feed ended in death. When the blood lust took over they wouldn't even bat an eye at killing their own mother as long as they sated that hunger.There was a
Izzie's heart raced as she stared at the window. Even though she couldn't actually see out of it she just had this gut feeling that there was someone on the other side staring back. She didn't dare look away. She kept her gaze on the window as she started to back away from it, sidestepping her way towards to bedroom. She kept her eyes fixated on the dark beyond the window the entire time that she moved.Once at th
"What shall we do?" Cassius questioned from where he lay sprawled out across the couch. Izzie was sitting in the large armchair adjacent to him, curled up in her thick black blanket. She was currently in a food coma, with a belly being full to bursting. Cassius had really gone all out with her 'night-time breakfast'.She had only expected one, possibly two omelettes. Not only was there a cheesy omelette cooked to perfection, but he had also done her a side of bacon, toast and fried mushrooms. It was heavenly and she had cleaned the plate, even after her stomach had begun to protest that it was full. It had been just far too good to waste.She just shrugged in response. She was still heavily pregnant with her food baby and had just been happily enjoying his company. The thought of having
"Cas," Izzie mumbled sleepily, prodding him in the chest. He didn't even stir. She still found it so unnerving when he was asleep. The lack of breathing and heartbeat always made her fear her was dead. On the flip side though, he looked so peaceful. His dark hair was getting long and was scruffed up from a morning of fun with some strands draping down over his thick lashes. No lines furrowed his perfect face and he looked even younger when he was asleep.Not that she k