I didn't know how to start. Or instead, where to start. The fact that everybody was here made things even more challenging for me. I hadn't told Solomon about what happened last night yet, and I knew he would get mad when I started talking. I knew I was never going to get that apology accepted after this. "Hope,"Solomon called. "What is the matter?". "Let Desmond speak first,"she said gently. Everybody turned and looked at me. Solomon looked at me with a raised eyebrow, certainly intrigued about what I was about to say. "Go on, Desmond,"Solomon prompted. I sighed. "Hope knows I am a vampire,"I confessed. Solomon stood up, shocked. He looked at me and clenched his jaws. "What?!"he said. "I saw him speed into my room yesterday and knock out Melissa,"Hope added. "What is going on here?"Zion asked. "Let me explain!"I demanded. Everybody kept quiet and sat, eager to hear what would come from my mouth. I hoped she wouldn't creep out and tell the whole city because her mother was
Solomon and I stood on the lawn before Mr. Hermott's house. It was strangely in the middle of the forest like ours, but it wasn't as glamorous as ours was. It was more of a bungalow. Somewhat of a cabin, but much bigger and better than that. I still didn't understand why Mr. Hermott wanted to see us. It just didn't sit right with me. I didn't plan on coming here, but Solomon had pressured me to. I clenched my teeth as he rang the doorbell. The door opened immediately, and Mr. Hermott appeared. He flashed us a smile as he recognized us. It was strange to see a man like Mr. Hermott smile. It looked devilish and manipulative, even though it was meant to be friendly. "Solomon. Desmond", he said. "I'm glad you came. Please, come in." Solomon smiled and walked in. I placed my hands in my jacket, not intrigued, and walked into the house. It was brightly lit and looked much bigger. It was also glamorous. Maybe I judged it too early. The place was warm and cozy. Solomon and I took a sit on
After much contemplation, I switched directions and headed toward "The House of Delusions."I arrived at the bar some seconds later. I needed some shots to take my mind off, Hope. I couldn't believe I was in love with her. I thought I had hated her for so long, not knowing I couldn't decipher my feelings for her. It was the love I felt and not unending hatred. I sighed and stared at the door of the bar. The last time I came here, I had fought with some men and brutally wounded them. I had a little contact with Hope before I came here. It seemed my life revolved around her, but I didn't notice until now. I gulped hard and walked into the bar. The bar smelt of alcohol and blood. I hungered for blood. I need blood to calm down my nerves. Blood with alcohol would do the trick. I wanted the blood to go down my throat slowly and cool down my demons. And I liked the alcohol to fire up my neurons and make the feeling of the realization fade away. I sat on a stool at the wooden counter, and
"This is useless,"Solomon said and let get off me. I dropped to the floor and groaned in pain. He turned and walked back into the house. I sighed and laid back down, looking at the stars. They filled the night sky, scattered around it like pearls on a beach. I heard Hope rush towards me. Her face appeared, covering my view of the stars. I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Desmond,"she said. "Are you alright?". I sat up and buckled my knees with my hands. She sat beside me. I clenched my jaws as the pain eased away. "Talk to me,"she begged. "What do you want me to do, Hope? What do you want from me?"I roared. I stood up and faced her. She sat on her legs, her face up as she listened to me. "The only thing you have done ever since you came into my life is to ruin everything!"I roared. "I hate you, Hope Wallace!"I added. I panted as the anger faded away slowly. She was crying as she looked at me. She sniffed and wi
I arrived at Hope's house in my car the following day. I halted the car in her driveway and killed the engine. I got out of the Audi and closed the door behind me. I leaned back on the door and waited for her.Though I didn't tell her I was coming to pick her up today, I felt it was gentlemanly to do so. And because I loved her. Yes, I did. And I was glad I was finally getting used to it. I looked at the car parked before mine. It was a police cruiser. It was probably her mother's. She was the town's sheriff, and I knew she wouldn't like us seeing each other. It was just the simple truth. Parents always got hard-headed about teenage love and acted like chaperones at a prom.I heard the door open, and I leaned off the door, expecting to see Hope walk down the short stairs. Instead, I saw her mother walk up to me with a pistol. I was perplexed. I raised my hands in surrender. It was sarcastic in the fact that the bullets couldn't hurt me."Who are you, and what is
We arrived home devastated and unsure of what to do. Where would we find someone to act as a parent for us? The only solution was Aleksandr Karavev, over a thousand miles away. Even if we were to place a call right now, he would never reach on time. Even if you used his superspeed, he still wouldn't arrive on time. This is why we were so frustrated. I sighed and opened a bottle of alcohol, pouring it into a glass afterward. I took the half-filled glass and gulped it down at a go. The alcohol burnt my throat, and I felt the heat expel from my nose. It certainly did the job of calming my nerves. "Solomon,"I called. "You should try this. It will calm your nerves." He turned and looked at me with rage in his eyes. He certainly didn't look calm. He was terrified of another human knowledge of our secret. He wasn't still happy about Hope learning of our secret. And speaking of Hope, she had successfully snubbed me throughout today. Something I never thought was poss
I sat back on the couch with Hope, but we didn't talk. We just watched a programme on television. The program was about a boy who was an alien and had lived on Earth for more than four hundred years. The boy didn't like the girl at first, but after some experiences with each other, they got close, and he fell for her.The girl confessed her feelings to him, but he told her he couldn't be with her because he was dangerous; when she asked him why, he confessed to her that he was an alien, an impostor on Earth. He showed her his true form, and she still didn't want to leave him. He finally accepted her, and they began dating.The program was ironic because it described the situation Hope and I were in right now. I couldn't be with her because I was dangerous. She had never seen the lousy vampire side of me before. I was sure if she did, she would run away and never look back. It was better to hurt her now than to accept her now and hurt her more later.Back to the
I walked into the hallway with my hands in the pockets of my black leather jacket. It was snowing heavily outside, and the weather was getting cold. I realized this from the visibility of my breath. The first flake of snow fell immediately after I left Hope's home.Hope didn't like what was happening, but she couldn't do anything about it. I told her we couldn't be together because of the vampire hunter. Thank God she had bought it because I had no other excuse to give. I sighed and walked into history class.I took a sit at my usual spot, which was behind Hope. Her seat was empty, meaning she wasn't in class yet. I leaned back in my seat and relaxed. The whole class was shivering. It was definitely that cold, and it was only a matter of time before people found out I wasn't shivering like they were.I looked up impulsively and saw Hope walk into class. Our eyes met, and I gave her a smirk. She rolled her eyes, ignoring it. I smiled to myself. She sat before me,
"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