Emilio's POV
The ache in my chest never went away. Not since I found out what Vikram had done—what he’d taken from me. My parents, the only people who had ever truly understood me, were gone because of him. Every time I thought about it, my hands curled into fists, and a storm brewed inside me.I couldn’t let it go. I wouldn’t.But it wasn’t just about revenge. It was about justice. Vikram had blood on his hands, and yet he walked around like he was some kind of hero.He turned me into this monster I am today. He made me the ripper I am today.I can say now, meeting Lucas was a curse to me. I miss my normal mundane life. It's a curse because I'll have to watch all my lives ones die.And the funny part, I'm a daylight vampire.People respected him, trusted him, but I knew the truth. He was a monster hiding behind a facade, and it was time someone showed the world who he really was.That someone was me.EMILIO'S POVI stared at my phone, the screen glowing in the dim light of my room. A text from Alex and Jake popped up ."Hey, Emilio. Follow us to Eternal tonight. Trust us, you won't regret it."My curiosity piqued, I hesitated for a moment. Eternal was the new club downtown, rumored to be exclusive and secretive. What were my friends getting themselves into?"It's not about regretting it. I have some projects to work on and—" I was trying to come up with an excuse but they were quick to notice it as another text came in while I was typing."No excuse would be accepted anyways." Alex and Jake were my closest friends. We'd been through thick and thin together. If they wanted me to follow them, I wouldn't question it.'Alright, guys. I'm in. Lead the way,' I typed back.Within minutes, they responded with the address."Come alone. There are a lot of girls and in your case, a lot of charming dudes." A shiver ran down my spine. A smile lingered on my face for a bit as I chuckled to
Emilio's POVIt's been over a week since that unforgettable night at Eternal. The kiss with Lucas still lingers on my lips, haunting me like a ghost. Every waking moment, I'm consumed by thoughts of him.His piercing blue eyes.His chiseled features.His addictive smile.That kiss... It was like the world had come to a standstill. Time froze, leaving only Lucas and me, lost in the intensity of our connection.But then, chaos erupted. The vampire scare, the frantic exit... And Lucas vanished.I've tried reaching out, scouring social media, asking around. Nothing.It's as if he never existed.Yet, the memory of our kiss refuses to fade. I relive it every night, my dreams filled with visions of Lucas's lips, his touch, his whispered words."Forever starts now."Was it just a fleeting moment of madness? Or did we truly connect?My friends try to distract me, but even their jokes and antics can't shake off this longing.Another day, another design project, but my mind is elsewhere. Lucas
Emilio's POV I take Lucas's hand, leading him to my house in silence. Inside, the familiar surroundings seem to shrink with his presence."Where have you been?" I demand, turning to face him.Lucas's gaze wanders around my living room, lingering on scattered design books and art supplies."Busy," he replies, his voice cryptic.I fold my arms, eyes narrowing. "Busy isn't an answer, Lucas."His smile resurfaces, but I sense a hint of unease."I had matters to attend to," he elaborates."Matters?" I press my tone firm.Lucas's eyes lock onto mine, their intensity making my heart skip a beat."Emilio, I—" he begins.The doorbell interrupts, shattering the moment."I'll get it," I mutter.I saw a box and instantly knew the delivery man dropped the items I ordered for last week."Who?" He asked."A dispatch rider." I replied. I don't care what I said.Lucas's eyes linger on the door, his expression unreadable."I should go," he says. But I'm not ready to let him disappear again. Not yet, n
Lucas's POVWhat would I say about humans? Weak, fragile and reckless things.But yet, I fell for one. The same species of being that wiped my whole family. I watched them slaughter my mom and she was just 6 months pregnant. They killed my sister and cut her parts by parts in my presence.I was just twelve years old when I ran away. In their words, they were called 'The vampire hunters.'I hated them, every single thing about them. I had swore to take down the man that murdered my family. I would wipe his family from generations.I wasn't a fool who would go about killing all humans because a particular maniac decided to wipe my family but that didn't stop me from turning as many as I can.I turned them.Compelled them.And used them for my personal gain.But with Emilio, everything seemed different and foreign.As I gazed at the blood seeping from Emilio's cut hand, I couldn't tear my eyes away. The hunger pangs hit me suddenly, and my stomach growled with an otherworldly craving.
Lucas's POVI stepped out of Emilio's house, wrapping my coat tightly around me. The sun's rays were harsh, and I couldn't risk exposure. I covered my face, neck, and hands, protecting my pale skin.As I walked downtown, my thoughts drifted to Emilio. Would the sun affect him too? I worried about his safety, but then I remembered – he hadn't fully turned yet. He was still in limbo, caught between human and vampire.The city streets blurred together as I hurried to my apartment. I couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Emilio's transformation weighed heavily on my mind.Finally, I reached my apartment and shed my protective layers. Exhaustion hit me, and I collapsed onto the couch, letting out a deep sigh.Just as I closed my eyes, my phone buzzed. Vikram's name flashed on the screen. I hesitated for a moment before answering."Hey, Vikram," I said, trying to sound casual."Lucas, we have a problem," Vikram's serious voice greeted. His tone sent a shiver down my spine."What's going on?
Emilio's POV This morning had been a disaster from the start. Lucas and I didn't start up in a good way due to the fact that he annoyed me the previous day. I felt like a stupid person to be in love with a vampire. Weird right, but I can't help it. I didn't see the point in texting him to say I was heading out. He'd probably just ignore me or send a curt reply. But as I grabbed my keys and headed for the door from my office, my mind began to wander. I couldn't shake the memory of our first kiss, the way Lucas's lips had felt against mine. And that night... oh, that night. The way our bodies had moved together, the way Lucas had made me feel. My chest tightened, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I hated how Lucas pushed my buttons, how he knew exactly how to get under my skin. But at the same time... I loved him. I loved the way he made me feel alive. I sighed, frustration and desire warring within me. Why did it have to be Lucas, of all people? Someone who drove me c
Emilio's POV As the figure emerged from the shadows, Lucas's reflexes kicked in. He pushed me behind him, his body shielding mine."Run," he growled, his eyes fixed on the mysterious figure.My heart racing, I hesitated for a split second before obeying. Lucas's protective instincts kicked in, and I trusted him.We sprinted through the house, Lucas expertly navigating the darkness. The figure gave chase, its footsteps echoing through the empty halls.We burst through the front door, and Lucas swiftly guided me toward his car."Get in," he ordered, opening the passenger door.I dove inside, my mind reeling with questions.Who was that figure? What did they want?Lucas slid into the driver's seat, starting the engine with a roar."Hold on," he warned, peeling out of the driveway.As we sped away from my family's house, I turned to Lucas."What just happened?" I demanded.Lucas's gaze flicked between the road and the rearview mirror."We'll talk about it later," he promised. "First, we
Lucas's Pov After he blacked out, I felt sorry for Emilio. But regardless of my hesitation, I promised myself I would do anything to protect him. These guys in front of me did not stand a chance.“I know your pain. All of you. But my stance on Emilio will never change.”The one with the parted hair looked at me, a smug smile rising on his cheeks.“You're not the Lucas we used to know anymore. You've changed. And it's not for the better. You've forgotten who you are and all that you stand for!”A surge of energy coursed through me.“Yes, I may have changed, and it's normal that you don't like that. But no matter what, that's the beef we have amongst one other. It has nothing to do with Emilio.”By now, I could hear Emilio groan from the floor, but he was clearly too weak to stand on his own. I stood closely behind him in a protective pose.“Lucas, I can't believe it. That you would turn on your brothers just for the sake of pathetic love. Your parents would be disappointed in you.”So
Emilio's POV The ache in my chest never went away. Not since I found out what Vikram had done—what he’d taken from me. My parents, the only people who had ever truly understood me, were gone because of him. Every time I thought about it, my hands curled into fists, and a storm brewed inside me.I couldn’t let it go. I wouldn’t.But it wasn’t just about revenge. It was about justice. Vikram had blood on his hands, and yet he walked around like he was some kind of hero.He turned me into this monster I am today. He made me the ripper I am today.I can say now, meeting Lucas was a curse to me. I miss my normal mundane life. It's a curse because I'll have to watch all my lives ones die.And the funny part, I'm a daylight vampire.People respected him, trusted him, but I knew the truth. He was a monster hiding behind a facade, and it was time someone showed the world who he really was.That someone was me.
Lucas's POV I stood in the forest, the echo of that eerie howl still ringing in my ears. It felt weird and scary at the same time. This howl was bothering me and it kept ringing in my ear.I wanted to shout or maybe hit My head but that wasn't going to help.My legs felt like they were stuck to the ground, but my mind was racing. Vikram’s confession had already shaken me, and now this?I turned to him. He stood a few feet away, his face unreadable in the dim light. But his eyes—they were burning with something fierce and unrelenting. I didn’t know if it was love, anger, or something in between.“Vikram,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. “We need to talk. Now.”He crossed his arms, his jaw tightening. “I thought I said to give you space.”“No,” I snapped, taking a step closer. “You don’t get to drop a bombshell like that and then walk away. What were you thinking? And Emilio? What are you planning, Vik
Lucas's POV Since the last time Vikram asked me to make a choice between him and Emilio, I've been lost in thinking and I've decided to do the next right thing. Make both of them be on good terms....I haven't heard or seen Emilio so I decided to respect him and give him the space he neededd. As for Vikram......I never thought one conversation could flip my world upside down. Yet, there I was, staring into the eyes of someone I thought I knew completely, only to realize I’d been blind this whole time. Vikram’s intentions, his actions, and the depth of his feelings for me—all of it was laid bare. But let me start from the beginning.It was a quiet evening in the pack house, the kind of peaceful moment that usually makes you feel grateful. Except, something was off. Vikram had been avoiding me all day. Whenever I walked into a room, he found an excuse to leave. Whenever I tried to catch his eye, he looked away. I
Lucas's POV “Vikram has always been there for me,” I muttered under my breath, my voice trembling with emotion. “But Emilio... Emilio feels like sunlight in a world of shadows.”The thought of Emilio brought a faint smile to my lips. His laughter, his warmth, and the way his eyes seemed to see right through my immortal façade—it was intoxicating. Yet, Vikram, my oldest friend— in this case, allow me call him my beta my Beta, had stood by me through centuries of blood and battle. How could I possibly choose between them?A sharp knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I hesitated before calling out, “Come in.”The door creaked open, revealing Vikram. Tall, stoic, and radiating quiet strength, he stepped into the room. His dark eyes studied me with concern.“You’re troubled,” he said, closing the door behind him. “What’s going on?”I forced a smile. “Nothing I can’t handle.”“Don’t do that,” Vikram said
Emilio’s POV The room was quiet, too quiet. I sat by the window, staring at the darkness outside, my mind racing. The stars were out, but their light didn’t feel comforting tonight. They looked cold and distant, like they were mocking me. Mocking what I had lost. Lucas… I trusted him. I thought he was my friend, someone who would always stand by me. And now? Now I couldn’t even look at him without feeling betrayed. The pain in my chest felt sharp, like a knife twisting deeper every time I thought about it. But I wasn’t going to let that pain win. No. I was going to do something about it. And then there was Vikram. That smug, arrogant smile of his… I could see it so clearly in my mind. He thought he’d won. He thought he could break everything I cared about and get away with it. But he was wrong. He didn’t know what I was capable of. “You messed with t
Vikram’s POVI leaned back in my chair, a smug smile spreading across my face as I swirled the glass of juice in my hand. Things were finally falling into place, just as I had planned. Emilio and Lucas… their relationship was cracked, maybe even broken beyond repair. And all it had taken was a little nudge… okay, maybe more than a little nudge. But it was worth it.Lucas belonged to me. He just didn’t realize it yet.I gazed out the window at the darkening sky, feeling a sense of satisfaction bubbling inside me. Emilio had always been in the way, always so close to Lucas, always pulling him into his world. And Lucas, with that soft heart of his, never saw it. He never noticed how Emilio’s presence was a barrier between us, how it stopped him from seeing what was right in front of him. Me.But now? Now Emilio was angry, hurt, maybe even ready to walk away from Lucas for good.“He’ll come running to me,” I muttered under my breath
Lucas's POV The weight of the past hung over me like a storm cloud that would never go away. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw their faces: my mother, my sisters. Their laughter echoed in my mind, but it was always followed by the terrible memory of losing them. The man who had taken them from me—Emilio's father—was gone now, but the pain he caused still lived in my chest, sharp and heavy. And now, Emilio wanted revenge for his own parents. The cycle of hurt and anger felt like it would never end. How did it come to this? How did we go from being friends to… to enemies? I sat on a rock by the river, staring at the water as it rushed over the stones. The sound used to calm me, but now it was just noise. My heart ached, torn between so many emotions I couldn’t even name them all. I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see Vikram. His tall figure cast a shadow, and his expression was as serious as ever. “Lucas,” he said, his voice low. “You can’t keep sitting out here fore
Lucas POV I stood outside Emilio's door, feeling really nervous.Ahhh, this is it again.My heart was beating super fast, like it was going to jump out of my chest! I was shivering too, but I wasn't sure if it was because I was cold or just really scared.I knew Emilio was very upset with me. He thought I had done something wrong, and I didn't know how to tell him the truth. I felt terrible because I knew I hadn't done anything wrong, but Emilio didn't believe me.I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. I raised my hand and knocked gently on the door. "Emilio, it's me, Lucas," I said softly. My voice sounded really quiet, even to me.At first, there was no answer. I thought maybe Emilio wasn't home, or maybe he was just ignoring me. But then I heard footsteps coming from inside. They sounded really heavy and slow, like Emilio was walking with big, heavy shoes.The footsteps got closer and closer, and then the door opened. Emilio stood there, looking really serious and unhappy. H
Writer's POV “Vikram,” Emilio muttered under his breath, his fangs glinting as he clenched his jaw. “You’ll pay for this.”Earlier, Emilio had returned home to find his parents dead. The gruesome scene was seared into his memory—the lifeless bodies, the blood pooled on the floor, and the hollow silence that followed. But now, as a vampire, his senses were sharper. He could smell Vikram’s scent lingering in the air that night. And Donald Dale’s name had surfaced in whispers among those who thrived in the shadows. Together, they had orchestrated the massacre.Emilio’s rage had been unbearable, driving him to the edge. He had embraced his new nature, using his heightened strength and speed to hunt down clues. It wasn’t long before he confronted Vikram directly. The showdown had been inevitable.“You murdered them!” Emilio roared, his voice echoing through the abandoned warehouse where Vikram now stood. His crimson eyes burned with fury. “And for what? Revenge? Power? Or was it just to s