“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
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
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
He had always loved the darkness. It enabled him to observe people quietly. They were walking in two's, some were walking alone, and others were carrying large grocery bags or a pet. They were laughing, talking, texting or silently praying in their hearts. They were in their natural habitats, they were relaxed, free and happy until they walked got to the front of the building. Many of them would hasten their steps, some would cuss, hold their breath or just suddenly go quiet till the building was out of sight. It made him chuckle, at their naivety, their foolishness and weak minds. It was not the building they should be afraid of, it was him they should be afraid of. He's the real definition of fear. He suddenly perceived a familiar scent, he knew that scent all too well, it was the smell of shower gel mixed with honey, it was her. He was at her window in an instant, he loved watching her go about her normal night routine, she moved gracefully and elegantly, she was wearing a ba
Everyone stared at her in stunned silence until someone cleared his throat and spoke, “Are you saying it might be a…” he glanced around like what he was about to say was absolutely stupid “A vampire?” “Yes!” Hadassah replied with excitement “Think about it, it makes perfect sense. People have been saying they're seeing the figure of a man in the house at night, how come that man is not present there during the day? There's something crazy going on in that house and sir?” she saluted her boss “I’d like to be assigned this case, sir” “Let me get something straight Miss Darby, you want this case?” “Yes sir. You know there's no one more suitable for this case than I am. I've handled cases like this in the past and succeeded, I'm more than capable of taking on this case” The commander looked around “Is there anyone who would like to partner up with Detective Darby?” but no one responded because they were all too afraid. “Seriously? No one?” he paused and then called someone's name “D
“What….who are you?” She asked in fear. Her hands were shaking but she tried to steady herself. He tilted his head and replied. “I’m a vampire” he replied simply and she burst into laughter, it was a nervous kind of laughter, she was trying to mask her fear with the laughter. “Vampire? Really?” She paused and studied him carefully “I believe in angels and demons, I believe in God and satan but vampires?” She chuckled again before saying “Vampires aren’t real” He watched her for a long time, shrugged and said “okay” then he vanished. Now she really started to panic, he was still in her room but he was invisible and if he really was a vampire, he could attack her. “Alright fine! I believe you, you’re a vampire. Now could you please show yourself?” He materialized right in front of her and they stood staring at each other, her, trying to process the fact that an actual vampire was standing in her room and he staring at her with curiosity and amusement. It’s funny she thinks the gun
“I told you!” Hadassah whispered to Isabella and she looked up at her with a suspicious look “Told me what?”“That something supernatural is going on. I finally got to the bottom of it, not the whole thing really, I think I might have stumbled upon another mystery but I managed to solve a personal mystery. The person who's been watching me all this while is not in my head, he's real and you'll never guess what he is”Bella sighed in exasperation “a vampire?”“A handsome vampire. God, Bella, you need to see him, he was breathtaking, those fangs, his eyes, it was like looking into hell fire. So intensely wicked yet so beautiful….”“Are you okay? Did you bump your head or something?”Hadassah rolled her eyes “Do I sound like I'm hallucinating?”“YES! You do sound like you're hallucinating, you've lost your damn mind. Are you aware that you're obsessed with a fictional character…”“He's not fictional…!”“Vampires aren't real!”“He's real! I saw him, he was in my bedroom and he spoke to
“You came?” Aamon said with a relieved expression as he extended his arms out for a hug. She hesitated but then retaliated. Hugging him felt like she was in a safe haven. His body was firm, his grip on her was steady and he smelled of death mixed with blood and a little bit of earth.She disengaged from the hug and took one step back to scan him from head to toe. He was in all black as usual, his hair looked greasy than the last time she saw him, the strand of hair still fell over his face and he looked even paler, he stood like royalty. His entire movement was slow and graceful but the aura that emanated from him was mesmerizing, it was like danger mixed with seduction.“Was there ever a doubt?” She asked “A little, yeah” he answered honestly “Well, there shouldn’t be” He smiled for the first time and she had to admit, he looked even more mesmerizing when he smiled. His pure white fangs were more visible that way and watching it made her neck itch for some reason.“So…” she star
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,