A boy with black hair and brown eyes stepped out. I looked him in the eyes and felt courage, bravery, and honesty ooze out from him. He wasn't scared of me even in the slightest. "Only him?" I asked. Two people stepped out, and then another three came out after them. I looked into their mind and realized that they were scared. I chuckled softly and took off my jacket, handing it over to the black-haired boy. I unbuttoned my sleeves and folded them. "As I said earlier, I am generous but also ruthless," With that, and I ripped out their heart in a split second. I dropped all five of their hearts to the floor, and at the same time, their bodies dropped. I collected my jacket from the boy and smiled at him. He looked a little shaken. "Enjoy the party, everyone," I said. I then turned to the boy. "What's your name?" I asked, smiling at him and gripping his left shoulder blade, friendly. "Dylan, Dylan Newton," he answered. "I like you," I confessed. "Meet me after the party." "OK,
A rude knock on the door brought me back from oblivion. I jerked up in caution and sighed when I realized it was just a knock. I sat upright on the bed and yawned loudly, too lazy to move. Then, the knock became heavier and more rude. Moved to anger, I zoomed downstairs and headed straight to the door, intending to rip off the head of the person. I opened the door, revealing a boy with shiny black hair, which went down well with a pair of black eyes. He looked enraged in his black leather. "If you do not tell me who you are in the next five seconds, I will rip off your head and feed it to the creatures of the forest," I threatened. He didn't look moved by my ghastly threat. This thrilled me, and I smiled. "I am Jackson Waters, the stand-in Alpha of the celestial pack, and I am here to get Zack which I believe you are in possession of," he introduced sternly. I laughed aloud. This was certainly amusing, and I couldn't resist the laughter as it echoed inside the empty house. "And
I woke up to find myself in rags. I looked around the empty parking lot, trying to recall what happened. Then everything came flooding back quickly. The Chanter twins discovered I was a vampire and set me on fire to kill me. Foolish of them not to know that I couldn't die. I grumbled to my car and kick-started the engine. It roared smoothly to life and shifted the gear, reversing out of the parking lot. I shifted the gear once more, stomped my foot on the gas pedal, and zoomed out of school in my black Audi. I couldn't believe they were so brave to stand up against me. They probably didn't know who I was. If they did, they wouldn't have approached me in the first place, knowing I was dangerous, and would have had their head bulldozed off before they could even utter an alphabet. I swerved into the driveway and killed the engine, storming out of the car and heading straight for the basement. I could hear the screams of Zack as he transformed into his wolf form, and they sang like m
"What are you doing here?" she asked, trembling. "You are supposed to be dead." I chuckled softly, and it startled her. She looked so fragile now compared to the flamboyant girl that incinerated me at our school's parking lot. I felt it was the fear of my wrath that got her trembling. "Well, you have to do more than set me on fire if you want to eradicate me," I suggested with a wicked smile. "Now be a good girl and invite me in or I will do so without your consent," I ordered. "Jo, who is that at the door?" I heard a woman call from inside. "Mum, you won't like what you're about to see," she advised, looking back into the house. "Let me see" was the last thing I heard before the door was enlarged to accommodate the visual of a woman who looked like Jocelyn but in a bigger version. She looked at us, and our eyes widened in fear. "Jocelyn, go inside now!" she ordered, not removing her eyes from us. "But mum..." she began grumbling. "Inside now!" she barked this time, and Joce
I dashed forward, jumped up with super strength, and clenched her windowpane. I lifted myself with ease into her room. I stood far from the bed and watched her sleep. I could hear her breathe in and out slowly. I felt a sudden urge to touch her. I dashed to the bed and enjoyed a pleasant view of her. Through the darkness, I could see her calm face as she slept. Her head was cast to the side as she lay on her back. I felt my left hand caress her cheek softly, and it felt good. It cured the disappointment I felt for Solomon instantly. I felt at ease like I was freed after being held by a tight knot. I bent over and placed a kiss on her forehead. It was time for me to leave, I wanted to stay till daybreak, but I knew I needed to rest. Suddenly, the lights came on, and she rose swiftly from bed. She looked at me and became startled as she recognized me. I became terrified quickly. She had caught me red-handed. This wasn't supposed to happen. "Desmond?" she called out. "What are you doin
Marseille, France. 1604. I could see her beauty from the hat, which partially veiled it. Her blue gown covered her feet and swept the floor behind her as she graced through the dully-lit streets. It was dangerous at this time of the night for such a beautiful girl as her. And it was more difficult than I was eyeing her. The chariot I was in moved slowly, giving me enough time to access her and her beauty. I quickly stopped the chariot and got down from it. I walked up to her, and she smiled as my face came into view under the moonlight. My handsome features mesmerized her quickly. "Good evening," I greeted softly. "Why is a beautiful woman like you walking alone on these dangerous streets?". "No gentleman has obliged to pick me up," she answered, fidgeting with her fingers. "Well, luck is on your side because I cannot bear to see you walk on these streets alone," I said. "Come with me to my chariot, and I shall shelter you for the night. You can return to where you live tomorrow
••• The cab pulled over at a house that seemed a little secluded from the other houses around it. Solomon paid the driver, and we stepped out of the cab. We stared at the home for some seconds, then clenched my teeth. It was simply a reflex action. "Here we are," he announced with a grin. "And you are sure he knows based on what we are looking for?" I asked. "He does," he answered. "And what are we looking for again?" I asked. "Let's just go in, Desmond," he said sternly and clenched his teeth. He walked unto the porch and knocked on the door. I walked towards the porch, my shoes crunching each time they stepped on the substantial amount of snow that coated the ground. The shoulders of my overcoat had already been covered with snow for the little moment withstood outside, showing how heavy the snow was. I stood beside Solomon on the porch, and then the door opened, revealing the unaged middle-aged face of Aleksandr Karavev. The heat that was emitted from inside the house was c
MOSCOW, RUSSIA. I laid back lazily on my seat after the pilot announced we would land in ten minutes. We had even landed yet, but I already felt how cold Moscow was. I could see my breath and the snow falling heavily through the window. This was going to be a long journey. The plane landed gently on the runway and stopped as it arrived at the airport. I got our luggage and went down the stairs. It was snowing heavily. The only thing covering me heavily was the black denim jacket I wore, and considering how cold it was, people would soon start staring at me, wondering why I wasn't shivering in the cold weather. I walked with Solomon to the arrivals building and went through the routine check. When they realized we were clean, they let us go. We hired a cab, and Solomon spoke to the driver, telling him where we were headed. "Ah, Americans," the cab driver spoke, his Russian accent intruding on his English. "Yes, how did you know?" Solomon asked. "I speak three other languages; E
"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