“My blood? What do you mean?”He sighed and moved away from her. “You'll probably hate me for this, but up until now, I thought I could find a solution. I'm ashamed to say, I haven't found one.”“What are you talking about? The solution to what? And why are vampires after my blood?”He turned to her with a sorry expression. “Your hair.”“What's wrong with my hair?” She asked with furrowed brows.“Have you ever dyed your hair?”“No, not really. Why?”“You mean, this is the natural colour?”“Yeah,” She answered. He took a deep breath before speaking, “There's the issue, your hair is the colour of blood, and that can only mean one thing. You have the special blood.”Her heart stopped for a moment on hearing that. The special blood she had been reading about these past few days, the blood any vampire needs to forever quench their bloodlust, the rare blood that only exists once every two thousand years belonged to her.The thought of that made a chill run through her spine. “You mean,
“Honey, are you up?”Her mother called from the other side of the door, but Hadassah was too deeply asleep to hear.Her mother knocked, then again, more firmly this time, and that did it. Hadassah stirred in bed, mumbling something incoherent as she did.“Honey?” her mother called again and she managed to answer this time.“Yeah?” She responded sleepily.“Are you still in bed?”“Yeah.” She answered, trying to fall back asleep. She was too comfortable at the moment and didn't want to let go of the comfy feeling.It's been a long time since she got to sleep and even enjoyed her sleep like this and she was determined to sleep to her heart’s content.Her mother was saying something, but she was too invested in her slumber to hear even a word. Why was her mother bothering her anyway? Doesn't she understand that she's been working a little too hard lately? Why would she want to ruin her moment of rest?“Did you hear me?” Her mother called again and Hadassah groaned in protest. “What is it
“Did you see that?” she asked, gripping Aamon’s wrist excitedly.“How could I not?” He answered, not minding that she was unconsciously digging her nails into his skin.The door closed almost as suddenly as it was opened. Aamon and Hadassah exchanged glances, before proceeding to open the car doors. “I knew something fishy was going on. Hadassah, can I ask you to please stay behind me?”Hadassah shot him a defiant glance. “What? Why?”“I need to make sure you're protected…”“I can protect myself…”“Please?” He gave her a pleading look and Hadassah finally gave in.“Fine,” She said in resignation. “But I won't like it.”He chuckled as he said, “I don't expect you to.”“And I won't stay behind you again.”“Fine by me. As long as you allow me to protect you another way.”She looked up at him, “What other way is there?”The corner of his lips tipped as he answered, “When the time comes, you'll know.”For some reason, the way he said that, and the look in his eyes as he spoke, made blood
She claimed his lips with hers in an intense kiss, to whch he responded with the same energy. His arms slid around her waist instantly, pulling her more into him. She grabbed the collar of his shirt as the kiss became more intense. She ran her hands over his chest, and then slipped it inside his shirt.Doing that made him tighten his grip around her waist as a small moan escaped his lips.“Wait…” he mumbled between kisses, but Hadassah was not hearing him. “Hadassah…”“Shh, please let me have this moment.” She pleaded, breaking lip contact briefly, only to say that. “Do you really want to do this?” She pulled away and gave a frustrated groan. “Don't you?” She asked, her hazel eyes searching his.“You know it would be like a dream come true, but…”“Then, why are you hesitating?” She asked, trying to pull him in for another kiss, but he managed to dodge her lips. She frowned at him when she noticed his avoidance.“What is it now? Why is there a but?”“Hadassah, remember what I sai
Hadassah stepped out of the bathroom stark naked and stood at the bathroom's doorway, her hair draping down her shoulders in wet waves. She looked breathtaking!She watched as he looked up slowly, his expression changed, and the Adam's apple in his throat bobbed and she smiled.She stepped forward and closer to him, observing how he was struggling not to stare at her body. He kept his wavering gaze fixated on hers as he stood up.His fangs were elongated and he didn't try to hide it this time. She let her gaze boldly travel down to his crotch and linger, then back up.All this time, he didn't take his eyes off her face.His self-control impressed her, but she didn't want to be impressed by his self-control.He swallowed as she came closer to him, the scent of her shower gel intoxicating him. His throat suddenly went dry.“Why…” his voice was hoarse, so he cleared his throat. “What are you doing?”“Don't you want me?” Hadassah asked, seductively batting her eyelashes at him.He gulped
The door made a slight creak as it opened, and Hadassah found her earlier courage faltering. As they ascended up the stairs hand in hand, her heart began to race.What was she doing? Is it too late to turn back?She wondered. She looked up at Aamon but could not read his expression as he kept his gaze straight ahead.When they got to the top of the stairs, he stopped, gave her hand a gentle squeeze, and turned to her.“You don't have to do this, you know. I can sense you're unsure. Just say the word and I'll have you back home in a second.”She shook her head frantically. “I want to do this, I will do this! I'm just a little nervous, that's all.” She assured, exhaling sharply.“Are you sure? I don't want you to feel pressured or…”“All this talking is making me feel pressured into giving up.” She replied slyly.He raised his hands to show surrender and led her into the bedroom.She looked around the bedroom, the last time she was in here, she didn't have the chance to really look ar
She woke up happily and stretched lazily. It was a smart decision she made to move her off day to today as she didn't think she would have made it today, especially after last night. She felt exhausted.Reflecting on last night made her blush as memories replayed in her head. Who said losing your virginity wasn't a special thing? Last night felt magical and very special to her. And Aamon, his words, the way he stared at her in awe, the way he pleasured her whole body, the thought of him alone made the butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly.She then remembered that she was in his house, in his room, on his bed, but she was alone. She wondered where he went. Just as she looked around, she noticed him seated and watching her from the sofa, but his expression didn't brighten up, even when she smiled at him.“Good morning.”“Good morning.” He answered, still maintaining his straight face.“What's wrong?” She asked, her brows furrowing.“You're hurt!” He replied, his voice hoarse.“No,
She tossed the bedsheet into the washing machine and broke down in tears. Why didn't Aamon see she wasn't offended by what happened? It wasn't anybody's fault, it certainly wasn't his, so why did he have to ruin such a beautiful moment?She sniffed and quickly wiped her tears when she heard her mother's footsteps approaching.“You're finally up, I was thinking I would have to come pull you out of bed eventually.” She said with a smile.Seeing her mother smile, Hadassah tried to shove her earlier emotions away and put on a smile for her mother. “Yeah, I was really exhausted. I didn't even realize I slept that long.” She replied, trying to sound cheerful while also avoiding her mother's gaze. She knew her mother would figure her out and she didn't want her to worry, but it was too late because she was now watching her face intently with a small frown.“Honey?”“Yes, mum.”“Can you look at me?” She commanded, and Hadassah swore under her breath as she slowly met her mother's gaze.He
Hadassah was asleep and her mother watched over her as she slept. She caressed her hand gently as she watched her closed eyes. She looked paler and weaker with each passing day and Abigail wondered how long her daughter had left. Not long enough, according to the doctor. Losing her husband sent her world spiralling down, she wondered what losing her only child will do to her. She would probably not be able to handle the pain and might end up harming herself.Hadassah was the only reason she stayed alive and sane after losing her husband.Whenever she had bad thoughts, she would think of her daughter. ‘How would she cope with losing both parents in a short span of time? Would she forgive her for ending her own life?’Those questions kept her in check.She was practically living for her daughter's sake. And now it seems that might be pointless after all. The door opened gently and she looked up to find Aamon poke his head in before stepping inside. He greeted her before asking, whi
Larry stood in a pool of blood—the Ackerman’s blood—and shuddered slightly. At one corner, Xander slit the throat of Jonah Ackerman—the head of the Ackerman family— then wiped the blood on his tongue before shoving the dagger back in his pocket.“Tastes like shit.” He spat as he grimaced.“Are you telling me you've been tasting shit?” Larry teased.“Shut up, Larry.” Xander retorted as Larry chuckled.He tossed Jonah aside and stepped over him, before looking around and nodding in satisfaction. “That's everyone. We did good.” He said and Larry nodded in agreement.“Yeah. Boss man would be proud.”Larry stared at his bloody hands, and grimaced. The withering seemed to have slowed down and he couldn't help wondering what Aamon was up to. “I better go wash this off.”“Don't you mean you want to lick it off?” Xander teased.“I don't want to know what shit tastes like. Thanks but, no thanks, I'm good.” Larry teased back and when he saw Xander glaring at him, he added, while raising his h
“Someone paid all your hospital bills and they even paid in advance for as long as you are here.” She announced.Hadassah's face fell in disappointment but her mother's face lit up a bit. “Really? Who?” She asked.“The person requested they remain anonymous. I'm sorry, but we can't disclose who it is.” The doctor replied.Deep down, Hadassah already knew it was Aamon that did it. Who else would it be if it wasn't him? But why did he do it? She wondered.Though this was not the news she was hoping to hear, but she was at least grateful that the hospital bills is off her mother's neck.She turned to her mother and the knowing look on her face made her realize that her mother also knew it was Aamon. Her mother turned to the doctor and asked, “What about the donor? Are there any donors yet?”The doctor gave her a rueful look before shaking her head. “I'm sorry, not yet. But let's keep our fingers crossed, I have a feeling that we'll soon get a donor.”Hadassah sighed deeply while her mo
“Where are you coming from, Larry?” Liam's voice boomed suddenly, making him jump.How did Liam manage to remain so still that he didn't even sense him? He had thought he could sneak back in unnoticed, with the hope that Liam would have gone back to his house. He was, however, surprised to see that Liam had been waiting for him at the clan house.“Liam, you're still here?” He asked, trying to sound as casual as possible, but Liam was not buying it.“I believe I asked you a question first,” He responded, his expression colder than his tone.“Y—yes,” Larry suddenly found himself stammering and tried to calm himself down so Liam wouldn't see through him. “Y—you asked me to find out w—where Hadassah was…”“And it took you this long to do that?” Liam fired.“Yes! Actually, no. I felt sick. Look.” He raised his hands to show him. “I don't know what's happening to me, my hands are withering away and I've been feeling weak all day.”Liam's eyes widened as he saw his hands and he stood up and
“He wants to turn me into a vampire?” Hadassah yelled, slamming her fists on her thighs. “Hasn't he done enough? Is he still not satisfied that I'm in the hospital, close to death because of him?”“Oh, I didn't know…” Larry was saying, but Hadassah was not quite finished with what she was saying, so she continued, “And isn't it enough that he turned my best friend against me, made her kill my father and eventually killed her too? Isn't it enough that he kidnapped my mother? Isn't it enough that the man I love is also on the brink of death all because of him?” She screamed in frustration.Her mother was staring at her open-mouthed and she didn't realize, not till she was done ranting and was now panting.“Isabella killed your father?” She asked quietly, her voice shaking like she was trying to hold back tears.It was only then that Hadassah realised what she had done. Up until that moment, she was the only one who knew that Isabella killed her father and she had never told her mother.
Larry's feet suddenly felt too heavy for him to move and he remained rooted to the spot, even as Xander gave him a look to continue walking. He was sure he heard right. Sure he was slowly disintegrating, but his ears still worked perfectly fine. Why would Liam want to make Hadassah his mate? It made no sense.Suddenly, Liam turned to him and signalled him over and that seemed to be the push his legs needed, as he immediately walked towards Liam who was slumped on his throne made out of pure gold and sipping from a gold goblet.He extended the goblet in his hand and Larry immediately understood what he meant, as he grabbed the next bottle of wine, opened it, and poured it into the goblet for him. Liam just nodded and continued to sip from his goblet.Damien, one of the older and second-ranking vampires, stood up to talk. “But Liam, this woman already has a mate and what about her blood?”Larry knew what they were thinking. They also wanted a taste of Hadassah's blood and if she belo
“It's very simple. Since I have a special blood, once you bite me, it will be the end. You won't have the urge again, and you will also be healed…” She chattered excitedly like someone that has found the cure for cancer and he just stared at her like she was growing horns.“Are you crazy? You want me to bite you? Are you even listening to yourself?”“I know it sounds absurd, but…”“No, it doesn't sound absurd, it is absurd. Do you realize you could die?”Her eyes widened and he knew she really hadn't thought this through. “But what if you only took a small amount?”“It doesn't work that way. I'll need enough and enough might kill you. Anyway, it doesn't matter because I'm not drinking anyone's blood, least of all, you…”“But what if the person was already dying?” She asked with pleading eyes.“No!” His tone was firm as he said it and she sighed.“Why won't you do this for me?”He cupped and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. “Sweetie, I want to do it. I'm not ready to leave you eit
The person stopped in front of her, while she remained frozen to the spot.She couldn't help but feel like she knew him. It was like she had met him before, but his face didn't look familiar.His expression was hard, as he glared at her before he broke into a friendly smile and said, “Hello Hadassah, it's been a while.”She frowned. “Have we met before?” She asked with squinted eyes. “You don't remember me, because the last time we met, I came to you with a different face.”“A different face?” She asked and then gasped as she remembered. “Larry?”He smiled and nodded.He looked very young, like a seventeen years old, nothing like the other day. His green eyes sparkled like emeralds, his complexion had a radiant glow and he had brown hair.She remembered the time they met, he had used the fog to disrupt her vision, making her see Aamon, but then he tried to bite her that time. Remembering that made her recoil a little bit and he noticed.“I promise I’m not here to hurt you. I'm deepl
She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead as she stood up from where she had been laying beside him on the bed.She observed his closed eyes with sadness. He was asleep! To think that just few nights ago, he told her that vampires don't sleep, nor get tired, now here he was, sleeping soundly. It felt unnatural, watching him sleep and she knew she couldn't leave him like this. She had to act. Surely, something could be done.She was determined to find a solution as she gently closed the door behind her and headed downstairs where she met the maid in charge of the house—Mrs Peterson— who was waiting with a worried expression. She looked expectantly as Hadassah descended the stairs.“Is Master Steiner okay?” She asked, looking worried and Hadassah wondered how much the woman knew.“Why do you ask?” She asked, trying not to give too much away.“He rang and told me not to bother coming today till further notice, but he sounded so off that I just had to come and confirm if he's okay. Plus,