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We stood at the cemetery dressed in all black as Emily's coffin was sunk into the ground. Emily didn't deserve this. She was so kind and charming. Her revenge must be served well. She didn't do anybody harm and deserved to live longer. I clenched my jaws and turned to Solomon.
Solomon's face was as still as ice. There were no emotions displayed, only a tear on his right cheek. His hands were clasped before him, and I knew he was burning with anger. He was going to tear Mathias into pieces. Solomon was unstoppable when he was this mad.
Jocelyn, Zion, Enoch Philomena, and Hope all stood behind us throughout the burial. The whole gang was here for him, and we would make Mathias pay brutally. When the grave hit the ground, Solomon turned away and walked off. I wa
I leaned back on the Audi while the snow fell on me heavily. I was waiting for Hope to come out to head to school together. We were resuming today, and I wanted to show her off in school. Though everybody would be surprised to see us together, considering that half of the school knew we were enemies the last time we had been in school.I didn't mind them talking about us. I knew they would certainly have their own opinion on seeing us together. Hope would probably be fazed by it, but I would welcome it. I didn't mind what they would say because, in the end, they were petty humans and were too feeble.The door opened, and Hope came out, shutting it behind her. She wore an oversized black hoodie with a purple beanie. Her school bag was strapped to her shoulders, and she wore a pair of white sneakers. She walked down the porch and hande
LIVERPOOL, 1465.I sat with my hands on the table, a glass of alcohol being whirled in one of my hands. I was staring at this lady throughout the party, and it seemed I couldn't get my mind off her. Our eyes had met a couple of times, and she had smiled at me each time. Solomon was staring somewhere, completely disinterested in the party.We were at a party which the wealthiest and most well-respected members of the society attended. It would have been an incomplete party if Solomon and I had missed out. Though we had just begun living with the humans some years back, I felt we were to attend this gathering. It was enticing knowing we could do anything we wanted.Mother hadn't still returned, and we were beginning to believe that she was never going to c
*** I woke up much later with a splitting head. My neck hurt badly, and I realized she had dislocated our necks. I stood up gently and turned to find Solomon. He was leaning against a wall, probably waiting for me to wake. When I moved, he leaned off the wall and walked to me. He squatted and faced me. "What was that all about?" he asked. I massaged my forehead with my fingers. My head still pounded slowly, and I winced once to acknowledge the pain. "I do not know, brother," I replied. "But I feel many people do not like us anymore." "We are monsters, Desmond. What did you expect?" He asked rhetorically. I looked at him, clearly not happy with the statement. We were not turned to this willingly. We had been forced to be turned into the monsters that we were today. "You know it was not our fault," I pointed out. Solomon bit his lower lip and looked away. It looked like he was hiding something. I reached into his head, and he blocked me out. Something was definitely wrong. "Is
WINEKOVE, PRESENT DAY. "Are you sure?" I asked, still confused. "I can't be lying about something this serious," she pointed out. I still didn't want to believe it. How would something be moving in her stomach? The only explanation would be if she were pregnant, which was impossible. Vampires couldn't procreate. That was one of the disadvantages of being us. We couldn't have babies. We couldn't start a family. That was one of the reasons I didn't want her to be a vampire. She deserved better. She earned a better life. She deserved to come home every evening after work and kiss her husband on the cheek. She deserved to make dinner for her kids and ask them how their day went. She deserved a fami
"I cannot believe I am seeing you here," she said. I clenched my jaws and smiled back. Javicia could be so dangerous when she wanted to be. To this day, she was the only witch that had managed to defeat us so quickly. That was in 1465, and I felt that we would be more robust now and had a vast knowledge of experience from her kind. "Honestly, I forgot about you," I confessed. I wasn't lying. It was a one-night stand, and I had disappeared from Liverpool after that. I never wanted her to see me again. I didn't know she would still be interested in me till now. That was over six hundred years ago. She raised an eyebrow at me as she heard that. "Ouch. That hurts," she said, holding her chest. &nb
"Are you alright?" Jocelyn asked me. I still had the stake in my hand and was frozen to the spot. Javicia's words still rang in my head. "Do you not know? She had said. "This is a powerful baby, and I do not think her humane essence can hold this baby till birth." I gulped hard as the words sunk deeper. Was Hope pregnant? That was supposed to be impossible by all means. I wouldn't believe them. It sounded so absurd in my ears. Are vampires being able to conceive? It didn't sit right with me. I sighed and threw the stake away, rubbing my eyes afterward. "Are you okay, man?" Zion asked. "I think so," I replied, unsure.
Zack roared and ran towards Javicia. He jumped up and decided to swing his claws at her cheek, but he was waved away. He flew and smashed his back on a tree. He groaned in pain and tried to stand up but couldn't. He had been bettered by Javicia again. Javicia turned and looked at me with a smile. She walked towards me with the smile still on. I clenched my jaws and zoomed toward her. She waved her hand and flung me away. I landed on the snow-coated lawn roughly and winced in pain. I gritted my teeth and stood up again. I couldn't let her near Hope. If she ever got near her, it would be disastrous. I zoomed toward her again. This time she grabbed me by the throat and raised me. I held her hand, struggling to get free. She smiled again and flung me away. I landed again on the snow. I turned to Zack, and he was still laying by the t
"What do you want, Javicia?" I asked, uninterested. I picked up the mug again and took a sip from it. The alcohol burnt my throat, giving me a nice sensation. I didn't know why she was there. I had seen her in both nightmares when I slept with Hope, and I knew she had something to do with it. Her moving around the city freely made me aware that she could attack anytime she pleased, meaning Hope and our child weren't completely safe. "I just want to have a conversation with you," she replied gently with a smile. I knew that smile was evil. I should have known that it was an evil one since 1465, but I had let my lust control me, and now Hope was going to pay the price for my stupidity. I knew she would kill Hope if it ever came to that. She wanted our baby at all costs. "I do not think I am intrigued by that," I pointed out. "Do you not want to know where I came from?" She asked. I clenched my jaws and grabbed the mug handle, bringing it closer. I did want to know where she came f