Eva Rivers finds solace in the boy with a bike, a brooding aura, and a reputation that precedes him. Despite the warnings of her friends, Eva's stubbornness blinds her to the lurking danger. At the Prom, as Eva and Ben share an intimate moment, their destinies collide. Passion consumes them, sealing a bond that cannot be broken. But the night takes a sinister turn when Ben's clan emerges, threatening to unravel their fragile connection. Forced to confront the truth, Ben reveals his vampire nature to Eva, sending shockwaves through her already fragile world. With time running out and their lives in peril, Ben urges Eva to abandon everything and flee with him. Bound by fate, their love could save them or destroy them all.
View MoreIn the car, Xavier explained what happened. Basically, Xavier just retold me the same story I’d heard from Nora earlier. Meanwhile, the person I thought was his brother never got introduced. He sat at the back, humming to himself. I nodded to the back, but Xavier ignored my silent question. I was frustrated, because whoever it was back there was getting ignored too. I wanted to know who the pale-looking man was. Could he be my next boss? Patience was a virtue, but still, the whole situation felt surreal. I couldn’t speak—Xavier’s driving skills, or lack thereof, always made me nervous. Previously, I’d asked him if he was trying to kill me, and his response was always the same: ‘If I was, it wouldn’t be with my driving.’ Yep, my man had a very warped sense of humor. His cynical laugh told me it was his version of a joke. He nearly had me wetting myself; it was as if he drove with his eyes closed—stayed too close to the car in front of us, changed lanes without signaling, and even wor
In the car, Xavier explained what happened. Basically, Xavier just retold me the same story I’d heard from Nora earlier. Meanwhile, the person I thought was his brother never got introduced. He sat at the back, humming to himself. I nodded to the back, but Xavier ignored my silent question. I was frustrated, because whoever it was back there was getting ignored too. I wanted to know who the pale-looking man was. Could he be my next boss? Patience was a virtue, but still, the whole situation felt surreal. I couldn’t speak—Xavier’s driving skills, or lack thereof, always made me nervous. Previously, I’d asked him if he was trying to kill me, and his response was always the same: ‘If I was, it wouldn’t be with my driving.’ Yep, my man had a very warped sense of humor. His cynical laugh told me it was his version of a joke. He nearly had me wetting myself; it was as if he drove with his eyes closed—stayed too close to the car in front of us, changed lanes without signaling, and even wor
Great, only one hour and forty-five minutes until ten. Maybe having shorter hair wasn’t such a bad idea. I supposed in hindsight shorter hair made the getting-ready process a lot less painful. I started grew anxious as I thought about the events of the last few days. I couldn’t remember anything, and it was torturing me. I tried recalling any memory, but no such luck. This is just crazy.I put on my green tunic dress. It had a low neckline giving a sneak preview of my breasts. I looked at myself in the mirror, with my new haircut. The tunic hugged my figure. Normally a bit loose, today it felt tight, and my belly was poking out. Must be all those pancakes from earlier! I loved wearing this dress for the short length and the shiny color. I walked to the club, which meant I’d get there on time; I’d be too early if I took the bus. It was the middle of summer, so it was still light out. It’d get dark as soon as I arrived at the club. As I walked the blocks and busy streets, I observed e
Nora had two management classes still to repeat. She didn’t pass when they graded our papers, so she had to repeat the whole semester. She went to her friend’s house for some notes, because she missed classes while looking after me. I gazed around the apartment for the first time since all this happened, and noticed it was immaculate.Everything was in the right place. It’s not messy! All the old, scruffy pillows were replaced with new embroidered ones. I lifted one up, admiring the beautiful design. Where have I seen this symbol before?I glanced at my watch. Shoot, it was eight and I hadn’t had a shower yet. I ran the water and stepped in. The first thing I did was reach back to let my hair down, but when I felt my new short bob, I realized I needed to get used to not having to do that anymore.It had been comforting letting my long hair loose after a hard day. Normally, it would take an hour to prepare, including washing, conditioning, and the painful hair-drying experience. My who
I checked on my side table for my phone, never realizing it was switched to silent. In that time, between three in the afternoon, whenever I woke up, and now, Xavier called at least a dozen times.I sensed panic in his voice when he answered. “Didn’t Nora call when I woke up?” I asked. “She did, but she said you were confused. I tried maybe two hours ago, then figured you needed rest. Should I come over?”Right now, for some reason, he was the last person I wanted to be with. “No!” I blurted. Wow, that was weird. Normally, I wanted Xavier with me twenty-four-seven.What was it with all this fucking paranoia? It was doing my head in. I needed to explain to Xavier why I didn’t want my boyfriend—soon-to-be live-in partner, future husband and father of my children—with me at this precise moment in time, when I was so vulnerable. I’d answered his concern for me with negativity, so much of it I just shouted through the phone at him. Why?“Have you seen Nora lately?” I asked, changing the
Holy cow! Nora made pancakes and everything. She never cooked breakfast. Nora was more of a grab-a-bite-and-go girl. I’d never seen her in the kitchen for longer than five minutes, unless it involved microwaving popcorn, pizza, or leftover take-out.“Since when do you know how to cook?”“I’ve always cooked,” she replied. Nora pushed a stray hair behind her ear. Wait…is her hair tied back in a bun? It sure is. When I woke up, her hair was down. Her hair was always out, since she loved showing off her blonde curls, especially because it was natural. The girls at the club always teased her, asking, “How much did you pay to get your hair that color?” Or, “It’s amazing what you can get from a bottle.” She’d swat at them playfully and say, “Blondes have all the fun. Well…natural blondes do anyway.”I felt like I was being suffocated. I loved Nora, but something was not right. It was not adding up. My stomach rumbled, distracting me as the food started to whet my appetite, making me feel as
I woke up feeling groggy, like someone had hit me with a baseball bat. I rubbed my head checking if I had a bump or something that could make me feel so bad, but instead, I was greeted with a warm smile and several locks of blonde hair hanging in front of my eyes, belonging to the girl lying next to me.“Hey, sleepy head, I thought you would never wake.” Nora. She joined me in rubbing my head, like a caring mother after their child hurt themselves on the playground. As she tentatively attended to me, I could see the love and care in her eyes.“I feel rough. I’ve either got a really bad hangover, or someone ha—” I didn’t finish my last words as I made a mad dash to be sick. I just made it. I wiped my face, and as I looked up into the mirror, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I looked like something from a horror movie. My pale and gaunt face made me appear like I had not eaten for weeks, which was not true, judging by the contents of what I just disposed of in the toilet. I kept touchin
As I stood behind the bar, Xavier gave me a wink. He did that at the start of each shift. It was our secret message to say we were closing up the club for the night, and after, he was opening me up. Normally, I would feel excitement when he did that, but tonight, the fear seemed to be taking over my body and mind. I nervously winked back at him and carried on with my shift.Later, Nora came up to me and said the most surprising thing. “All my nightmares are over. Des’s back.”I stood in awe and watched him as he glided up and down the bar. Hadn’t he disappeared for weeks? Didn’t she see him with another woman? Foremost, didn’t he dump her nine months ago? I just didn’t get it. After all this time, he came back and acted as if nothing ever happened? The strangest part was he looked good. I mean, he looked a lot stronger, just a little pale. If I didn’t know any better, I would say he had the same complexion as Xavier. Then I watched in confusion as Des cracked a joke with someone. One
“What am I doing here?” I blurted thinking if this was some kind of trick, then I wasn’t in the mood for playing games. “You see I own this casino!”“So, you pretend to be one of the usher’s and then you slap your clients with law suits, then you invite them up to your big castle?”I stood up with my hand on my hip. ON the Little did I expect to find myself face-to-face with the elusive big boss. He exuded an aura of power and authority, yet beneath that hardened exterior, there was a vulnerability that drew me in like a moth to flame. My heart fluttered, eager to explore the depths of his enigmatic world."Well, well, well," I said, my voice laced with a hint of mischief. "I never thought I'd have the pleasure of meeting the elusive big boss himself. You exude power and authority, but I have a feeling there's more to you than meets the eye."He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "And what makes you say that, Eva?""Oh, I have a sixth sense for dete
"Fuck! I'm going to be late again!" I exclaimed, frustration dripping from my words like the sweat trickling down my forehead. My heart pounded like a drum, each pedal stroke a desperate plea to defy time itself. The city streets morphed into a chaotic kaleidoscope of lights and sounds, blurring together in a disorienting frenzy.Tonight, the stakes were higher than ever, and the weight of responsibility bore down on me with an unforgiving force. The club where I toiled tirelessly was undergoing a profound transformation, its ownership changing hands. Robert, the previous owner, had shockingly decided to sell it. The club, once a cherished family heirloom, was being passed on like an abandoned relic.I couldn't help but reminisce about the days when Robert's brother reigned supreme over the club, exuding a passion and dedication that filled the air like a contagious energy. But with his untimely demise, Robert's love for the club seemed to wither away alongside his sibling. A profound
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