Enzo The engine of my truck hummed softly in the background as Luke and I sat in silence, our eyes peeled for any sign of Edward’s pickup. The dashboard clock read 11:37 PM, and we had been at this for hours. Fast food wrappers sat on the dashboard, the scent of greasy french fries and burgers fil
“Another day, maybe,” Luke said, matching my gaze. “We’ll find him. I promise.” I nodded as I put the truck into drive. “I hope so,” I murmured, veering out onto the road. “And when we do… I’m gonna kill him.” … After dropping Luke off, I parked my truck in the driveway, its headlights casting
Nina The kettle whistled shrilly, snapping me out of the reverie I had sunk into. With a sigh, I set my book down and made my way to the kitchen. It was past midnight, and the house was filled with a disquieting silence that only deepened my worry for Enzo. He'd said he was going out for a drive
Nina The scent of wet earth and crisp morning air greeted us as Enzo and I stepped through the portal and into the werewolf realm. Trees stood like ancient guardians, their leaves shimmering with the morning dew. The world seemed to pause, as if welcoming us back to a place that was as much a part
My mother tsked. “More like the treatments and all that herbal medicine from the witch,” she explained, grinning. “Does he look great, Nina? Why, you’d never think…” Her voice trailed off. The truth was, Tyler had suffered from a curse for his entire life—a curse which, up until last year, we had
Nina The night sky was a tapestry of stars, seeping through the curtains and casting an ethereal glow in the bedroom of my father’s mansion. Enzo was sprawled on the bed, lost in a book, while I sat at the vanity, running a brush through my hair. “My dad’s really going all out with this ball, hu
I leaned in, capturing his lips with mine. He returned in kind, and gently lifted me, carrying me to the bed. … We collapsed on each other in a sweaty, satisfied heap. With my head resting on Enzo’s chest, his arms around me, I felt completely and utterly safe. But still, I couldn’t fight the he
Nina The morning sunlight had barely started creeping through the curtains when the soft knock on my door pulled me from my slumber. Enzo still laid fast asleep beside me. Groggily, I sat up and blinked at the clock on my bedside table. 6:30 a.m. “Nina, darling, are you awake?” My mother’s voice