We drove silently back home after school, Solomon staring out the window through the entire drive. I didn't know if he wanted me to feel guilty for what I did at the cafeteria earlier today. The truth was, I wouldn't. I was heartless, emotionless, as he had described, and happy with it. I swerved into the marble lot of our compound and parked the car inside the garage.
I slumped on my bed when I entered the room and stared at the ceiling. It was just white, empty, and vast. My mind took me to Oliver. I hadn't seen Zack today, meaning his father was supposed to arrive soon and start wailing. I got downstairs and went straight to the fridge. I opened it and got a bottle of 7.42. I poured myself a glass and took a sip. The alcohol burns at the back of my throat; ecstasy.
I carried my glass into the sitting room and saw Solomon sitting on the couch, staring into space with his legs crossed while lost in thought. I leaned on the door frame an
17 AUGUST 1873. I woke up and found myself on a bed in a room I couldn't believe I would find myself in. My clothes were old, and so was everything in the room; I was in 1873, the year I dreaded most. Yes, I feared something. The door opened, and a maid came in with a new pair of clothes folded neatly. I looked at her face, and memories flooded back into my mind. Adrenaline flushed into my veins as I remembered her. Her blue eyes could instantly cure my anger, her black hair shone in the sun, and her lips tasted like strawberries. She was Mary Sherringham, the first girl I fell in love with. And she was the chief maid of Stephanie Collins, the daughter to the Mayor of Winekove. Whatever was happening, I wouldn't say I liked it one bit. First, I was trapped at the bottom of an ocean; now, I relived the worst year of my eternal life. "Good morning, sire," she greeted with a smile. Her voi
I found myself in a dark, empty, and cold situation again. I had the same feelings as last time. At least I wasn't at the bottom of the ocean this time. I felt like I had been tied up with ropes that burnt into my skin. The pain was endless, and once again, I prayed for it to stop. 28 SEPTEMBER 1873 This time, I found myself standing just outside the mansion. I remembered this day too. It was a September morning, a typical summer morning. The bird chirped and flew across the house, and the sun rays washed every inch of every room and yard in the mansion. Solomon and I were taken in by Mayor Collins when we got back from France. It was the first time we had returned to Winekove since our transformation. We had nowhere to go, our house was no more, and trees covered the spot it had stood. Luckily, Stephanie was passing by in her carriage and saw us stranded. She took us home and told her father we had no way to go. He offered us shelter and food, and we accepted it gratefully. We a
I retreated my fangs from her palm after pouring some of my venoms inside her to heal the wound. I cleaned my mouth with my wrist and shifted back slowly. The scenario was weird and disturbing. She looked at her palm and was surprised that it had healed. "I guess your mum did not tell you everything about us," I said. She just scoffed a laugh while examining her palm. "Why aren't you afraid of me?" I demanded. "Because what I feel for you is greater than the weight of your secret," she said, shifting closer to me. "No, no. This doesn't seem right", I said." I'm a monster. We can't be together". "I don't care about that, Desmond; every inch of my body is longing for you," she said, rising and moving closer to me. "But what about the Mayor's rule?" I asked again. "I don't care either." By this time, her lips were an inch away from mine. She looked into my eyes once last time. I could hear the sound of her heartbeat. It was pounding hard against her chest. She placed her lips on
I was back again in the ocean. This time I was drowning, choking on the water as it rushed into my lungs. My brain felt like it had been set on fire, but I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't move, nor could I swim. It felt like a spellbound me. Pain stabbed my lungs as they were filled up with water. I faded out slowly till everything became dark. I woke up this time on the shore of an ocean. I looked around and saw vast emptiness. There was nothing in sight apart from the sea. I gulped in fear. I summoned courage and stood up. I tried using my supernatural abilities, but they didn't work. The sun above my head beat down on my skin, and it felt hot, which was very strange. My throat burnt with thirst, but I didn't long for blood. I longed for water. And then it hit me. I was human! I gasped in horror as the realization struck me. I turned back and dived into the ocean. The ocean quickly faded, and I fell on the sand. I stood up, confused and enraged. There was no other optio
"What are you doing here?" I asked. "I... I came to study with Solomon", she said." I heard you were traveling to Australia to see a relative." I turned and looked at Solomon, who sat on the couch. He gave me a big smile. I wish I could slap the hell out of him. "Yeah, I did," I said as I cue into the lie. "That's good," she said, nodding her head with a smile. Her frizzled hair which was puffed, bounced slowly, hitting against her bronze skin. "I'll see you around then," I said, reminding myself I had a destination. "Okay then, have fun," she said, stepping in while I stepped out. Her hair brushed against my jacket and got stuck on one of its buttons. "Ouch!" she exclaimed as she was drawn back with it. I looked at where we were connected and sighed. Anytime she was close to me, there had to be trouble. "Wait, let me get it," I said as I unraveled it. Her two hands rested on my chest, and she looked up at me. For a second, I stopped and looked at her, too, as our eyes made co
I sat behind Hope in literature class, bored to death. I was tired and restless because I didn't sleep last night. Mr. Johnson was rambling on about some ancient art book while I paid deaf ears. As I set my eyes on Hope, it reminded me of what happened last night. After I had left Solomon in the sitting room, I went to the bathroom in my room and washed my face. I looked at my eyes in the mirror, and they were bloodshot, meaning I was still drunk. I sat on my bed, bored and drunk, then a strange idea came to mind. I wanted to see Hope once more. So I jumped out my window, careful not to let Solomon notice, and wandered off. I didn't know where she lived, so I used her scent to track her down, and I arrived at her house after an hour. I stood in her backyard and looked into the house. Everywhere was dark, which indicated everyone was asleep. I sighted a window which I guessed to be hers, and targeted it. I shifted back and leaped forward. I grabbed the window pane and pushed myself
The horn blew, signifying the end of the game. It was a tie, a tie that they didn't deserve, a tie I should have won. We shook hands with each other. I shook Zack's hand, and he smirked at me."Better luck next time," he teased."Couldn't say same for Oliver," I teased.That provoked him, and he threw a punch at me. I caught it and squeezed his fist. His fingers shattered, and I could hear the sound of it."Don't ever try that again," I advised. "You may lose your fingers next time. Permanently".He dragged his finger from my grip and walked off. Solomon walked up to me with all smiles. He had been quiet since we had left the cafeteria; I had to know what was going on in his mind. I reached into it and found nothing. It was empty, and maybe he purposely locked me out."Nice game, brother," he congratulated."Thanks a lot," I said and shook his hands.We walked together to the locker room and had our shower. I wore my clothes back and left Solomon, telling him I would return later in t
The guests arrived earlier than expected, and the party was going well. The vampires were offered blood in cups to drink, and when I asked Solomon where he got them from, he told me they were blood bags. Everything was going according to plan until I saw Zack walk in through the front door. I froze, not in fear but in surprise. I didn't expect to see him, he wasn't part of the plan, and Solomon didn't inform me he would bring wolves into the party. Every vampire in the party froze as he walked through everyone. He was headed for one person, me, because his eyes had been on me since he stepped in. He was dressed in all black like us with a white inner. "Desmond Hawthorne," he sang sarcastically. I clenched my jaws and folded my hands across my chest, giving him a fake smile. I didn't like him here, and I hope he didn't sense it. "What do you want, Zack?" I asked bluntly. "Why are you here?" "Well, it seems your brother didn't inform you of what this party was all about," he said,
"Father!" Faith screamed.My eyes widened for some moments. I was breathing heavily. I looked at my chest, and I could see the hole in there. It was pathetic how I was dying. After everything that had happened, after everything I had been through, I wasn't going to get the happy ending. I didn't deserve it, to be honest. I was paying for my past sins. Karma had finally caught up with me.I looked up at the sky and noticed it was twilight. I smiled as I admired the beautiful view. It was probably the last thing I was going to see. Who would have known that it would have come to this? I had promised to keep everybody alive and had failed. Jocelyn was dying beside me."Father," Faith said, arriving in front of me.I lo
Solomon shook my hand firmly and smiled at me. I was surprised at this. We were back home, and I was about to pour myself a glass of alcohol. I would need it because we would match down to the woods until we could find Suzana. Today was the day. We had to defeat her, or there was no way we would stand a chance against her once again.I realized why Solomon was shaking me. It was because of the treaty I had made with the werewolves. This treaty had joined the two supernatural species in town together. It was a new beginning for the town. It was sad that Hope and I wouldn't be around to see each other for long. We didn't plan on telling people about it until the battle was over.Hope had gone to her mother's office to tell the police to announce a mandatory lockdown from six tonight till the following day. We didn't want any human bein
I woke up to a high-pitched sound ringing in my ears. I stood up slowly and looked around my surroundings. Everybody was still out. Suzana had blasted us before she left. I turned around and looked for Faith. She was the first person on my mind. I was scared because it seemed like the blast was a distraction from Suzana to pick up Faith and escape. Well, that seemed genuine because I couldn't find Faith on the lawn.Terrified, I zoomed into Hope's body and tapped on it roughly. Hope's eyes opened slowly as they stared at me. She sat up slowly and held her head. She was probably feeling the migraine too. My heart was pounding fast. How was I going to tell her that Faith had been abducted again? And this time, it was under our very noses."What happened?" Hope asked, wincing in pain.
This was the time I had been waiting for. I couldn't hold it any longer. I had to go out with Hope and Faith. We needed a good time to clear the tension hovering over us. The fear of Suzana attacking us had gripped us so badly that sometimes the house would be quiet. Why? Because everybody was looking for a way we could destroy Suzana, but none was found. It had been frustrating, but we hadn't stopped looking. There was still hope. There had to be, or we would all die when Suzana decided to visit us.I had made a treaty finally with Zack. This was something that Solomon had been trying to do when we had first arrived at Winekove. But I had ended it telling him that the werewolves were supposed to live with us, and there had to be no two ways about it. We were at the top of the food chain at that time, and I had assumed that we were the most powerful creatures on Earth. That had been before Si
I was expecting Suzana anytime from now. Or was I just paranoid? This was the perfect moment to spend time with my family. I could take them out. It was even time I told Hope about my plan. If she said yes, we could leave in the next month or two. Probably after we defeated Suzana.I was growing confident that we could beat her. The tremendous amount of power that Jocelyn and Zion had shown me when they defeated Javicia gave me hope. Maybe we did stand a chance against Suzana? Or was I just being delusional? Suzana even had the power to raise the dead. She had raised my father and had used him against us. It wasn't friendly at all. I was used to it. My weakness had been exploited, and I had fallen for it too quickly.Could I blame myself? I loved my father, and the thought of spending eternity with him certainly intrigued me. Suzana
Everybody was in the living room. I, Hope, Solomon, Florence, Noah, mother, Jocelyn, and Zion. They had finally returned from the coven meeting. As leaders of their coven, I couldn't blame them for being absent throughout all that had happened. We eventually killed Silas again. The only thing remaining to make sure he stayed dead forever was to destroy his heart. I couldn't squash it with my hands, so I thought Jocelyn and Zion could use their magic to destroy it.Ever since they had gotten Raven and Theo's powers, they had leveled up tremendously. They were very powerful. I could even say they were as powerful as Javicia, and I hoped they could somehow match up with Suzana if the need for battle ever arose. Suzana was powerful, and I felt nobody could match up with her powers.We watched Jocelyn and Zion as they stood up from the co
It had been days since Silas had last attacked us, and I wondered what he and Javicia were planning. They knew the mansion's location, so it wasn't safe for Faith. They wanted her. Apparently, Suzana had asked them to fetch her. She was a greedy monster, and she needed to be put down.It wouldn't be easy, but there's always a way. Deep down, I knew that everybody had a weakness. It was just a matter of time before we discovered Susana's flaw. But if Suzana did have a weakness, wasn't it possible that somebody would have found it a long time ago? Suzana had been alive probably since the ice age. If there was a weakness, it should have been found by now.I was seated on the couch, trying to console my mother. Solomon was on the other side of her. Florence wasn't still back, and I wondered where she had gone. Noah was missing too, and I
I couldn't believe my eyes. I certainly was dreaming. How could this happen again? This was the second time it was happening before my eyes. My father was dying before my eyes for the second time. Was I cursed? Why did it always have to be me? Father was going, and there was nothing I could do about it.I stared at his eyes as he looked at me, smiling. He was leaving. I was crying because this time he wasn't coming back. He was going forever. Suzana confirmed my hypothesis. Someone had raised Father from the dead, and she had been the one. She had used her father to manipulate me and have her way. I couldn't believe I had fallen so quickly.Was it my fault? I prefer to think not. She knew my weakness; my father. She had used my father to have her way. I had told my father where I had buried Silas's heart. Suzana had fetched it
I was surprised to see her. How was she still alive? She should have died long ago. Well, that was a silly question because Suzana was immortal. If she could create such beings like us, how did her being alive become an issue? She had been alive for a long time, since when the first werewolves were made. That had been thousands of years ago. She seemed like a god to me. For her to manipulate a curse cast by a god, she deserved the title "god," too.My problem was that she was back in Winekove. What did she want? Because she was indeed looking for me and Solomon. It then hit me. The blast that had taken me out, she had been the one who had made it. No wonder the explosion had been so strong. It also reminded me that Suzana was strong, and we couldn't defeat her.I watched her as she walked up to us. Her black hair and crimson ey