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*Gwen’s POV*"Gwen?" Darick called out to me, pulling me from my daze.“I’m not going anywhere,” I said suddenly, resolute in every decision I’d ever made.“What do you mean?” Darick asked as the light from the candles flickered in his eyes. "I'm saying I want to be with you, and I'm choosing to be with you. Not because of a blood oath, but because…well, because I love you, too." Darick’s eyes softened, and he reached over, delicately, and slid a hand under my chin. "But it's dangerous to be with me,” he whispered as he gazed into my eyes with an intensity that I had never seen before. "I've been put under a blood oath, bitten by an evil mafia lord, and I've watched multiple gruesome attacks. Why should I be afraid now if that didn't break me?"Darick studied me, his glowing eyes flickering back and forth between mine. "Who are you, Gwendolyn Jones?" he asked.I smirked, and without hesitation, he grabbed my face and pressed his lips against m
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*Darick’s POV*My eyes widened as every muscle in my body seized. Oh shit! I know that voice. It was Anton, an officer sent by the Vampire Council. Fuck, I knew this was coming. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.Jumping out of bed, leaving Gwen confused, I rushed to the closet and grabbed a pair of black slacks and my black shirt."Open the door, Darick, or I'll kick it down!” Anton warned as he smashed his fist against the door. “Darick, what the hell is—”I turned to Gwen, holding my pointer finger against my lips to indicate that she stay quiet. My mind was running a mile a minute, completely caught off guard. I ran to the door and paused to catch my breath as I grabbed the knob.Anton was standing there wearing black shades, a dark red leather jacket, and a black and red army uniform."Let me at least shower and get my clothes on, please." I had dried blood stains all over my body and smelled of sweat."No time for that. You
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*Gwen’s POV*This was it. Today was going to be the day that I finally got to write a piece that I was proud of—one that I could stand up and declare was mine. While prepping for my current piece, I found another that I was sure Mr. Jeffers, my boss, would find equally as intriguing. A modern-day Dracula inspired story. If that wouldn’t get the public invested in our paper, then I don’t know what would. My heels stopped clicking on the tiled floor as I came to a halt in front of his office. I took in a deep breath, adjusted my silk blouse and black pencil skirt, then knocked on his door.When I heard a grunt from inside, I slowly opened it to find Mr. Jeffers sitting behind his steel desk. He didn’t greet me, as usual. I walked in and closed the door behind me, then took a seat in the office chair across from him. I tucked a piece of my curly brown hair behind me ear before beginning."Thank you for taking the time to meet with me, Mr. Jeffers. I have s
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*Gewn’s POV*As I headed toward 154 Hollow Lane, the house where Darick lived, I felt a wave of excitement and thrill overtaking me. This was it! My mind was consumed by the fact that I was getting ready to capture the story of the year. My determination to prove my worth to Mr. Jeffers was unshakable, and I was certain that my phone would be ringing off the hook with offers pouring in from various news outlets across the globe once this story was released.As the sun started to dip below the horizon, I knew I had to pick up the pace if I wanted to wrap up my work before nightfall. I was almost at my destination, just a mere five minutes away, when my phone began to buzz. I took a quick glance at the missed call while waiting at a red light.Chelsea's number was on the screen, and I knew she was calling to check on me. I tapped the ignore button and shoved my cell phone back into my pant pocket. I wanted to tell Chelsea about my plans, but I knew she would ta
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*Darick’s POV*The cool night air came through the open window to my left, brushing against my skin. I closed my eyes, letting it touch my face, as I breathed in its fresh scent. The sound of approaching footsteps caused me to snap open my eyes to see Viktor, one of my men, standing before me."What was Wendall yapping about earlier?" I asked Viktor rubbing my beard, concerned. "He said he heard something in the storage room," Viktor replied with a shrug, handing me a stack of papers. "Hmm. I’ll have to toughen that kid up," I sighed. I remember discovering Wendall a month ago in the alley, about to attack an older man.From the moment I saw him, I could tell he was one of us. His eyes were bloodshot red, and he had a look of desperation in his eyes. I shoved Wendall against a trash dump and told the older man he was getting ready to kill to run away. I asked Wendall what he was getting ready to do. He tried pinning me down and stuck his fangs into my n
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*Gwen’s POV*As I stood in the poorly lit and unsettling house, I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. It was drawled out and shaky, but it worked.The longer I lingered within the murky confines, the more my apprehension escalated. Although I had never encountered the infamous mafia, I had witnessed sufficient portrayals of their threatening demeanor in movies to realize that they were not to be trifled with. Nevertheless, I couldn't shake the persistent sensation that someone might be in dire need of my help. I walked to the old dusty couch and sat down. My thoughts were consumed with weighing my options. One possibility that came to mind was reaching out to the authorities. I contemplated informing them of the spine-chilling screams that pierced the air and then making my exit from the premises in a discreet manner once they arrived.When I realized I needed to call the police, I tried using my phone but couldn't get any reception. Dammit! I couldn't believe
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