Author's POV Nathan's emerald eyes gleamed with mischief as he teased Carolina, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on her skin. His angular face was inches from hers, his blond hair mussed in a way that added to his rugged charm. "Tell me, do you enjoy his touches the way you do mine?" he asked, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down Carolina's spine.Carolina's words came out in a moan, her voice barely audible. "No.." Her eyes fluttered closed, her face tilted upwards, inviting Nathan's kisses. Nathan was driving her crazy, not just with his touches, but with his words as well. True to her words, the dread's touch was nothing compared to Nathan's. Her body reacted differently to his touch, every single caress making her skin vibrate with excitement.Nathan's hands moved up her arm like a crawling spider stalking its prey, his fingers finally claiming her breasts. He kissed her passionately on the lips, then down on her neck, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "D
Author's POV Inside his room, Eden sat on the edge of his bed, his movements economical and precise as he undressed himself, starting first with his shoes. The soft creak of the bed beneath him seemed to echo through the room, a subtle reminder of his presence. As he loosened the laces of his shoes, his mind began to wander, his thoughts drifting away to the human girl Pearl. A soft, enigmatic smile touched his lips as he remembered entering her room through the window, his dark hair mussed in a way that added to his rugged charm.He recalled laying her down on the bed, his piercing blue eyes watching her as she slept, his chiseled features relaxing into a warm, affable expression. Eden's gaze seemed to glaze over, his eyes losing focus as he remembered the peacefulness of Pearl's sleep. She looked so pretty, her bright blue eyes closed, her long, curly brown hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. The soft rise and fall of her chest seemed to mesmerize him, his eyes fixed on
Last Night Author's POV Kyle's eyes followed Abigail as she looked around the room with gentle steps. "It is beautiful," she said, "but why can't I stay in your own room?"Kyle swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Well... I thought you would need a space of your own and some privacy," he explained, his voice measured.Abigail's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze piercing. "Privacy?" she repeated. "Or don't you want me around you?"Kyle's face flushed, and he took a step forward, his hands held out in a placating gesture. "No, I do," he said quickly. "I want you around me."Abigail's expression turned sad, her eyes drooping. "Do you have a new girlfriend now?" she asked, her voice tinged with melancholy.Kyle's eyes widened in shock. "Of course not," he protested, his voice firm.Abigail's gaze searched his face, her eyes probing for any sign of deception. "I won't judge you if you do," she said, her voice softening. "Fifty years is quite a long time to wait for someo
Pearl's POVAs I stepped into the room, wrapped in a clean, white towel, my bright blue eyes sparkled with a sense of refreshment. My long, curly brown hair was a tangled mess, dripping with water from the shower. I walked straight to the makeup table, my bare feet making soft squelching sounds on the floor. Sitting down, I pulled out a portable hand dryer and a large comb from the drawer.Staring at the medium-sized mirror hung on the wall in front of me, I began to dry my hair carefully with the hand dryer. The warm air danced through my locks, sending droplets of water flying in all directions. As I worked, my slender fingers expertly navigated the tangles, smoothing out my hair into long, gently strands. The process took about 20 minutes, and when I was done, I stood up from the makeup table, feeling refreshed and revitalized.I walked over to the wardrobe, my towel-clad body swaying slightly with each step. As I opened the doors, a wave of possibilities greeted me. I wasn't the t
My mom's expression turned skeptical, her eyebrows arching slightly. "Really? You were about to leave without greeting your father and me properly, and without having breakfast," she pointed out, her voice tinged with a hint of disapproval.I stuttered again, my words tumbling out in a jumbled mess. "I..I did greet you and dad," I protested, my bright blue eyes darting between my parents' faces.My mom's expression turned stern, her voice taking on a scolding tone. "Really, you call that a greeting? And what happened last night?" she demanded, her eyes boring into mine.I buried my head slightly, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I...I'm sorry, Mum," I began, my voice barely above a whisper, before trailing off, unsure of how to continue."Why didn't you inform us when you got back from the party with your friend Nelly? Your father and I were surprised to find you sleeping in your bed early this morning," she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of curiosity.I muttered a confuse
Author's POV Kyle's piercing sapphire eyes fluttered open, and he was immediately greeted by the breathtaking sight of Abigail's serene face. Her eyes were closed, her lashes casting a delicate shadow on her cheeks, and her soft, naked body was tangled up in his under the duvet. The morning light streaming through the window danced across her features, illuminating the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she slept.A warm smile spread across Kyle's chiseled face as he took a moment to admire Abigail's beauty. His gaze lingered on the gentle curves of her face, the delicate shape of her nose, and the soft, inviting lips that had explored his body with such passion the night before. His hand instinctively reached out, and the back of his palm grazed her soft cheek, sending a shiver of delight through his body.As he gently stroked the silky strands of her hair, memories of their explosive, intimate encounter flooded his mind, and his smile grew even wider. It was a night he would neve
As Eden walked into the cafeteria, his piercing blue eyes scanned the room, and our gazes met in an instant. It was as if he had sensed my presence, his eyes locking onto mine with an unnerving intensity. I felt a flutter in my chest, my bright blue eyes frozen on his, unable to look away. His chiseled features were set in a calm, enigmatic expression, but his eyes seemed to bore into my very soul, making me feel both nervous and exhilarated.Our eyes remained locked in a silent, soul-binding stare, the world around us melting away. The sounds of the cafeteria, the clinking of utensils, and the murmur of conversations faded into the background as I gazed into Eden's eyes. Time seemed to stand still, and for a moment, it was just us, suspended in a world of our own. But the spell was broken as Eden looked away, his gaze sweeping across the room as he drew closer to me."Hi," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. Eden acknowledged me with a slight nod, his dark hair perfectly
Author's POV Kyle's piercing sapphire eyes widened in disbelief as he stared up at the wall clock, his chiseled features set in a stunned expression. His dark hair was perfectly messy, as if he had just rolled out of bed. He stood frozen, his tall, lean frame motionless, as he struggled to comprehend the time displayed on the clock."What? How did this happen? How did I oversleep? Or is the clock faulty? Yes, that's surely it. The clock must be faulty..." Kyle's smooth, deep voice trailed off as he tried to rationalize the impossible. He had never slept this long before, not even when he was human. The clock had to be faulty; it was the only explanation.With a sense of determination, Kyle strode back up to the room, his long coat fluttering behind him. He pushed open the door and slipped inside, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Abigail, still fast asleep. Kyle's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with thoughts. The Abigail he knew never slept this long. This only reinforc
Mr. Daniel, their English teacher, appeared out of nowhere, his eyes blazing with a fierce, otherworldly energy. He raised his hand, and a blast of magical energy shot forth, striking Gracko with incredible force and sending him tumbling through the air.Pearl's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Mr. Daniel. She had no idea he was a witch, let alone a powerful one.Mr. Daniel's gaze flicked to the brothers, and for a moment, Pearl thought she saw a glimmer of disdain in his eyes. But then his expression softened, and he nodded. "Take them away to safety," he said to Eden.Eden didn't hesitate. He scooped up Pearl and Carolina in his arms and took off at superhuman speed, leaving the chaos behind.But Gracko was far from defeated. Enraged, he took off after Eden, determined to finish what he had started.Nathan, seeing his brother in danger, sprinted after them, his eyes fixed on Gracko's retreating back. "I've got your back, Eden!" he shouted.As the two groups disappeared into th
As the twin hunters emerged from the shadows, Eden's expression transformed in an instant. His eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched, as he swiftly positioned himself between Pearl and the hunters."What do we have here?" Eden growled, his voice low and menacing.Gracko sneered, his eyes flicking to Pearl. "Eden, and it seems he has a little snack with him."Dracko's smile was pure evil, sending a shiver down Pearl's spine.Eden's gaze never wavered from the hunters. "I'm sorry, Pearl, that I brought you here. I didn't mean for you to be harmed."Pearl's confusion was evident, but before she could ask any questions, Dracko's voice cut through the air."We're going to kill her, and then you'll lead us to your brothers."Pearl's eyes dilated in terror as she realized the hunters' intentions. Eden's reaction was instantaneous."Over my dead body will I allow that," he snarled, his fangs bursting forth from his gums.Pearl's gasp was audible, but to her surprise, she didn't feel fear. Inste
Pearl's POV As I stepped into the musty darkness of the old house, a shiver ran down my spine. We used to call it the Ghost House when we were kids, and the memories of our childhood fears came flooding back. Kaleb, however, seemed undeterred, his flashlight casting eerie shadows on the walls as he searched for the mysterious package sent by his uncle."Why would your uncle send a package here, of all places?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The house seemed to swallow sound, making me feel like I was speaking into a void.Kaleb shrugged, his eyes scanning the dusty floorboards. "I have no idea. But I'm going to find out."As he continued his search, memories of our childhood adventures came flooding back. We used to dare each other to knock on the door, to see if the "ghosts" would answer. Now, as I looked around at the cobweb-covered chandeliers and the faded wallpaper, it all seemed kinda silly. There were no ghosts, just a creepy old house that seemed to have been left
Author's POV As the twin hunters, Gracko and Dracko, stood over Maxwell, their eyes blazing with an unnerving intensity, they asked again, "Where can we find the brothers?"Maxwell's eyes widened in incredulity. "You're still asking me that? After all these years? I don't know any brothers! I swear, I don't know what you're talking about!"Gracko sneered, his face twisted in a cruel smile. "Save it, Maxwell. We know you're hiding something. You're just not remembering yet."Maxwell's frustration boiled over. "I'm telling you, I don't know any brothers! You have to believe me! I'm not lying!"Dracko chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound. "We'll see about that. Gracko, why don't you help refresh Maxwell's memory?"Gracko's eyes lit up with sadistic glee as he began to inflict pain on Maxwell. Maxwell's screams echoed through the car pack, but Gracko just laughed, his eyes gleaming with excitement.Finally, unable to bear the pain any longer, Maxwell begged, "Please, stop! Just tell me what
Pearl's POVKaleb killed the engine of his car with the vehicle keys as we arrived at our destination.A large, old abandoned mansion or as it is popularly known.The ghost house...“What are we doing here?" I asked and Kaleb just smiled.“To get the package my uncle sent to me, remember?"He answered in a smooth manner then came down off the vehicle.I also came out of the vehicle, slamming the door shut in a civil manner.“Yeah, I know that but why will your uncle have a package delivered to an unoccupied and abandoned building?" I was really trying to figure that out.Kaleb laughed softly, “Guess you don't know my uncle that much. He lives for the crazy things but he always has a reason for doing anything he does."“Really?"“Yeah, come with me." Kaleb said then started walking towards the building and I walked to meet up with him...I can't actually believe I am here again. It's been so long since I came here, since when I and Kaleb were kids, that's probably 9 or 10 years ago I t
Author's POV[80 years in the past]“Ahhhhh!"The musician Angeline screamed out in total horror when she found her personal assistant, Augustine lying on the floor covered in blood.“My God, Augustine!.. somebody help!..help!..oh God!.."She was terrified and confused but yet she still managed to compose herself enough to examine him, to see if he was still alive.She wasn't picking any pulse and he had become cold.She covered her mouth tight with both her hands in shock when she realized what had happened. Her personal assistant, Augustine, is dead!Killed! And on close examination Angeline discovered that Augustine has a bite mark on his neck.“Who could have done this?.. What could have done this??" Angeline said then looked around.“I have to get out of here," she acknowledged then started running away but then from nowhere a male figure with red, blooded eyes appeared in front of her and grabbed hold of her.“Ahhhhh!" She screamed loudly.“Why are you in a hurry to leave, beaut
I sprinted out of the nightclub, the pulsating music and strobing lights fading into the distance as I hit the cool night air. My heart racing, I could feel the twin hunters, Dracko and Gracko, closing in. Those two monsters had been a thorn in my side for decades.As I ran, my mind flashed back to the first time I encountered the twins. I stood in the dimly lit warehouse, surveying my operation with a sense of pride. It was 1968, and I, Maxwell, had built a lucrative empire in the city. My boys, a mix of vampires and humans, scurried about, loading crates of drugs onto trucks. The smell of cigarette smoke and sweat hung in the air, and the sound of laughter and music drifted from the back rooms.I addressed my top lieutenants, a group of rough-looking vampires with scars and tattoos. "Alright, listen up. The shipment needs to be offloaded at the docks by midnight. I want it done quietly, no fuss. We can't afford to draw attention to ourselves."One of my lieutenants, a burly vampire
Author's POVPeterson thought of ordering his highly trained vampire guards to eliminate the the twin hunters for trespassing in his territory and business but he chose not to at the end but rather observed them from up were he was.He knew the vampire hunters so well. He has heard tales of how extremely powerful and ruthless they are but he doubt they know anything about him and how powerful and ruthless he is also or perhaps they know who exactly he is and are here to test their strength with him, he thought.Regardless Peterson wasn't bothered if the hunters are here to kill him, he has the chance to escape now but he was keen to find out what they want.Being one of the oldest vampires still alive Peterson has grown to become pretty strong and won't be an easy target for the hunters but his strength isn't his biggest strength. His wit is.There are few wiser than Peterson as he is very calculative and manipulative. He is already has the outcome of everything planned out and that's
“But don't go too far so you hear me when I call for you," she said.“I can never go far away from you my lady." He said then cat-walked in a dramatical fashion out of the changing room.Angeline smiled at his steps then started taking off her dress starting first from her jewelry.As she was taking off her earrings and necklace staring directly at her beautiful reflection on the mirror Angeline couldn't help but admire herself.She was smiling proudly at her beauty but then she flinched as great fear gripped her when she heard a strange voice speak.“You are really beautiful."“Who is there?" Angelina asked, turning around but she saw no one, just some hung up clothes and hangers.“Is there anyone there? Augustine, is that you?" She searched everywhere with her eyes and she couldn't find anyone.“I could have sworn I heard someone's voice.. maybe I imagined it. It could be…" she spoke to herself, trying to understand what just happened.She came to a conclusion the voice she heard wa