Raven Sleeping had become a luxury for me. Restlessness ate me up throughout the night as I tossed and turned in my bed. I couldn't even shut my eyes for a moment. I was afraid, trapped, and burdened by this secret. I didn't know how long I could continue keeping it. The fact that Vlad was in trouble gripped my soul, and I needed to see him. Telling my dad was useless because he would never give me the staff of authority. The only person who could bring a hint of a solution was Dora. I spent all night thinking and thinking, racking my brain for a solution to my problems, until the morning light filtered in. I woke up with a banging headache. It didn't help that my roommates decided to wake up that morning, yelling like banshees as they prepared for the day. I rubbed my temples, feeling a yawn escape my lips. As the minutes ticked by, the urge to call Dora became stronger. I just wanted to break free from this suffocating web of silence and uncertainty. "Fuck it," I thought. "I
Raven My eyes fluttered open, and I checked the time. It was four am. The room was still flooded in darkness, and my roommates were fast asleep. I couldn't stay in bed any longer. I needed to release the restless energy in my body. Quietly slipping out of bed, I reached for my hoodie and running shoes, ensuring to be as quiet as I could, and tiptoed to the door. The hallway was dimly lit, and I headed out. It was dark except for the faint glow of streetlights and scattered moonlight filtering through the canopy of trees. The morning dew caressed my face as I began to run, my shoes hitting the pavement. I sighed as my body absorbed the energy that was drowning through my veins. I ran past the school's vicinity and didn't stop until I released all the pent-up sweat and worries. Returning to the dorm, I headed to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and enjoyed the shock it sent through my body. After washing up, I lay on the bed. My roommates had already started getting ready for
Lucian I headed for a meeting with the King, his whore wife, and the vermin, Dimitri. We stepped down from the never-ending limousine, heading into a huge skyscraper building. It was a meeting of all the vampire Kings in our district. King Vladislav dressed in a flowing white coat, and I followed closely in his footsteps. We headed into the magnificent house, and I looked around. Everywhere was displayed with wealth and opulence. It was crazy how these kings were rich, living in a fantasy world, wearing clothes crusted in gold. As usual, a rich show-off, treating money like firewood, and rich enough to bend reality. A lot of the women, like Elvira, had to die for porcelain skin, highly sophisticated, haughty faces with ridiculous shades of makeup. These were incredibly rich that even their sixth generation could never be poor. It pissed me off that I had lived in poverty all my life, while my dad was living in plenty and resplendence. I watched the Queen, who wore a fur dress ador
Lucian My hand stung from the force of the slap I had just delivered, and an immediate regret made my heart bang like a drum. But something inside of me felt satisfied, knowing that Dimitri deserved the slap. His hand flew to his cheek, and he stared at me with wide-eyed disbelief. Even I couldn't believe that I had slapped him. What the hell was I thinking? A blanket of heat fell over me, and I broke into a sweat, with my knees almost threatening to give way. A tomb-like silence descended on us, except for the chirping of birds and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze. Dimitri's cruel mouth twisted with hate, and the fierceness of his glare glowed like an oven. "Take a deep breath. Relax, the worst has happened," my inner self said to me. My gaze darted away, my belly knotted, hoping he didn't bring out a stake and thrust it into my heart. His stare turned dark, ambushing my face. "You filthy bastard. You dare raise your hand to hit me?" "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean t
Raven's POV Going back to school wasn't an option. All day, I stayed in my room, haunted by the recent events that have left their mark on my tired, restless soul. Wasn't I too young for these compounding problems surrounding me? All the accusations and worries threatened to steal my sanity. If I continued this way, wrinkles and high blood pressure would hit me before I clocked twenty. Clarissa was in the hospital with Nova when my dad returned, knocking gently on my door. "Honey, are you okay?" His concerned voice seeped through the door. I responded with silence, staying on my bed. His knocks grew more insistent. "Raven, come on, talk to me, honey." His pleading tone and heartfelt apology almost made my heart soften, but I didn't want to see him. My dad was a good man, the best father I could ever ask for, but knowing how impulsive he could get, he'd probably end up screwing things up or make me cry. "Honey, I'm sorry about yesterday. I know the recent happenings have been ha
Raven, Dora's head tilted, and her gaze met mine, breaking into a smile and waving like a child on Christmas morning. My legs felt like lead. I stood there, not knowing whether to turn around and gallop out of there or brace up and go to them. My breathing felt compressed, like two hippos with a chest cold. I wasn't foolish to mistrust them. They were vampires, after all, and I had no idea what they were up to. The almost empty coffee shop had only a handful of patrons, old men arguing over politics. Gradually, I approached them and played it cool, glazing at Vlad's twin like a wolf in a trap. My eyes surveyed for any escape route when he swung around and shove upright like he was sitting on a cactus when our eyes met. His mouth widened in alarm like one who'd seen a ghost. Dora must either be telling the truth or they were damn good actors. I would go for the latter one. "Come on," Dora gestured with her hands. I approached them, giving Vlad's twin a crisp nod, and slipped int
Lucian My mind wobbled with lots of thoughts. Dora and Raven's expectant gazes were on me, waiting for me to speak. The pressure was too much, and I didn't know what to do or think. "Listen, guys, this is not as easy as you think. First of all, that place is filled with lots of Dimitri's bad men. Secondly, Dimitri doesn't trust me anymore. And thirdly, even Vlad himself hated me the last time I tried to see him. He beat me so hard." "We know all of this, but there's no harm in attempting to at least try. You need to help us get Vlad out of there, not just for his life but for the life of the kingdom." Raven was staring at me. I could tell she didn't trust me, and she had every right not to. All I wanted was for this to end. I was surprised and even ashamed that she knew I was a phony all along. After about an hour of planning and strategizing, darkness descended upon us. "Here's what you should do. Don't attempt to hide, because that would rouse their suspicion. Go through the ma
Raven My heart pounded like a frightened bird, racing to escape, as I ran through the night. The darkness was consuming, making the hairs on my nape raise with raw fear, but I moved swiftly along, ignoring my rising panic. The area was a vampire coven, so I couldn't shift into my wolf. I had to trust my human gut feeling and continue running. "What if something goes wrong? What if Vlad has been caught? What if you die?" Several nasty thoughts kept flying in, causing me to get frightened beyond measure, but I put a fire under my feet, attempting to lighten my mood with the hope of seeing Vlad tonight. "I'll see Vlad tonight," I chanted like a mantra. I hastened because it was almost midnight. The hotel Lucian recommended didn't seem to be popular. I stopped to take a breath when I began seeing spots in my vision and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to regain control. A screech made me jolt into motion and I staggered slightly, my breathing unstable, and scrunched my nose i