🥀 LAVANYA'S POV 🥀My eyes were operating on their own, I almost hit my head on the door even though I have eyes, those eyes weren't working.I heavily dragged my feet towards my room as soon as Arwan said the words “Dismissed.”I flung the door open, kicking it widely open with my feet.I walked into the room and went straight into the bathroom to pee.I pushed open the door, expecting to simply do my business and jump into the bed. But instead, I was met with a surprise that made my heart skip a beat.Right… the wall gecko was still in my room.There he was, Dracula standing in the shower, completely naked. I froze, my eyes fixed on the unexpected sight before me.For a moment, time seemed to stand still. I felt like I was trapped in a snapshot, unable to move or look away. Dracula, oblivious to my presence, continued to take a shower, dancing, humming a tune and shaking his butt like he was Moana, competing for Grammy. I felt a rush of emotions, surprise, embarrassment, and a hin
“Run Melonie,” my mother’s friend, Evy, screamed out, causing me to jump in fear.I stood there frozen, scared to move. My face crumpled like a piece of paper, my eyes welled up in tears as I stumbled backward, as if punched in the gut.I stared at my mother, Maela, who was swallowed in sweats, fighting off some unexpected, scary animals.“Melonie, you need to leave, run and hide. I promise to explain everything to you…RUN,” my mother, Maela, screamed.It was my eighteenth birthday; I had just returned from my party only to meet them fighting monsters.“Is that a werewolf?” I thought to myself, shivering in fear.The fight was toxic, and I felt like that thing was aiming at me for a reason.Having no choice other than to flee from the scene, I dashed out of the house at full speed.“What were they?” I murmured, frightened.Hurrying back to my birthday party, I looked around for my best friend, Arlo, when I got hit by a young man, more like he was trying to pass through me but couldn't.
The death of my mother took a lot from me, but the fact that I woke up one morning to celebrate my birthday only to discover that I was wanted in an unseen world brutally was even more draining, scary and exhausting.“We need to go now,” Arwan sounded behind me, dragging me back into the reality i was avoiding.“What?” I asked in disappointment.“I said, we need to leave,” he retorted.“Can you please deactivate that thing that is making you invisible? I need to see you properly,” I requested sarcastically.“Melonie, we need to leave, we don’t have much time,” Arwan calmly stated.“My mother just died,” I yelled.“And you will die too if you don’t snap out of it,” he yelled back.“Do you not have feelings…Arwan?” I asked out of nowhere, shocked at how no one cared that a young girl had just lost her only parent.“I'm sorry, but my mission here is to save you. In peace or pieces, dead or alive. and yes; I dont have emotions,” he retorted, carelessly.“What?” I yelled in shock as he grip
I went ice-cold, horrified, some news is just too thick to be accepted.I felt like I had been dropped into a dark abyss, with no safety net to catch my fall.“I-I- I am- what did you say I am?” I stammered, refusing to accept whatever she had just said.“I’ll move on to the next question,” She retorted, uninterested in repeating what she said a few seconds ago.“A lot of things are after you, those that killed your Mundane parents are Apex predators,” she stated.“I already know that… I guess they came for me, didn’t they?” I retorted.“Who sent them to find me?” I asked, in an attempt to know who my enemies were.“Don’t waste your time, Melonie, your enemies are too many, you can’t name them all,” she declared.“Who commanded those things to kill my mother?” I yelled out in fury.“And what would you do? What can you do?” She asked and scoffed.“Tell me,” I retorted.“Your father, your real father… he wants you dead,” she blurted out.I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. The words
“But ma… you said she was welcome. Her mother was also one of us,” Clara argued.“That was her mother, Clara. She’s more dangerous than you can ever imagine,” she retorted.“But you don’t know that yet, you can’t just treat her like a dog,” Clara insisted.“Who’s she, Clara?” I managed to ask.“She’s Mrs. Hunter, her family leads the institute,” Clara yelled.“We are not treating her like a dog, Clara, we are simply putting her where she belongs for now,” Mrs. Hunter retorted.“She doesn’t belong in a cage, and you know it,” Clara responded.“I have lived hundreds of years, and not even once have I made a wrong choice, so you have to trust me on this one too. I won’t do anything to cause trouble to the institute my family governs. Melonie here is the daughter of our enemy, Warrick Aeron…you don’t know how dangerous she is,” Mrs. Hunter replied, and with that, she turned away without looking back, with men pulling me behind her.Rough hands grabbed my arms, holding me in a vice-like gri
MELONIE'S POV:I stormed out persistently, with an unstoppable force. Nobody dared to walk closer, talk me out of it, or stop me. They all stood far away from me, shivering in fear like a cold chicken.Everything I needed and wanted to know; I was ready to find out… alone! I was determined, that if my father wanted me dead, then let him kill me now.Realizing I have such extreme powers, made me even more eager to get into trouble.Suddenly, a hand gripped my arm, firm. I looked back doubtfully and got the shock of my life. My best friend stood there, gawking at me fearlessly.“Arlo?” I called out, surprised.“Melonie,” he responded calmly.I jingle my head doubtfully, “Wh - what are you doing here?” I stammered.“I'm here to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life Melonie,” he blurted out firmly.I blinked repeatedly, still not getting it, “That's not what I mean. You are human, you cannot be in this world to begin with,” I retorted positively.“But I am here. I'm not hu
MELONIE'S POV:I grabbed Clara by the hand, “let's go in,” I stated and she smiled at me warmly.Arlo also came forward, “Where are you going?” He asked curiously.“Where else, dummy? Should I remain out here? I was told this whole building was mine. And please, stop monitoring me already, it's not like I can leave this place,” I retorted, rolling my eyes.“Hey!” Arwan called and I froze, “We begin training tomorrow morning, get ready,” he announced firmly.“Don't tell me what to do, you heartless kidnapper,” I growled and walked away, dragging Clara along.We got in and I picked my room, Clara also picked hers and so did Arlo and Arwan.Arwan's room was opposite mine, Clara's was beside and Arlo's was opposite Clara's.“Oh my God! I've never had a room since I was born here,” Clara Swooned delightfully.I looked at my well-prepared room; I was satisfied with it, but I still wasn't satisfied with the new, strange world.We went down for dinner and after dinner, I stormed straight to my
MELONIE'S POV:I gawked at him, and he gawked back, “Do you understand Melonie?” He repeated with a serious face, and I calmly nodded in response.He has high cheekbones, a strong jawline and a small button nose. His piercing eyes spackle with warmth and kindness, fringed with thick lashes that add to his allure.His hair, is thick, dark and messy, with a subtle wave that adds texture and depth.He has broad shoulders, a toned physique and a tall athletic build that commands attention. He excludes confidence and self-assurance without being arrogant or entitled. He is charismatic and charming, with a magnetic presence that draws people in. Accomplice with an angelic and baby-looking face and soft, white skin that would make you want to tame him.I stared at his bottom lip that was calling for my attention and I quickly looked away, my cheeks turning red, “You are too close,” I muttered.He pushed me away, clearing his throat to ease the awkward atmosphere. “All I'm saying is, from now
🥀 LAVANYA'S POV 🥀My eyes were operating on their own, I almost hit my head on the door even though I have eyes, those eyes weren't working.I heavily dragged my feet towards my room as soon as Arwan said the words “Dismissed.”I flung the door open, kicking it widely open with my feet.I walked into the room and went straight into the bathroom to pee.I pushed open the door, expecting to simply do my business and jump into the bed. But instead, I was met with a surprise that made my heart skip a beat.Right… the wall gecko was still in my room.There he was, Dracula standing in the shower, completely naked. I froze, my eyes fixed on the unexpected sight before me.For a moment, time seemed to stand still. I felt like I was trapped in a snapshot, unable to move or look away. Dracula, oblivious to my presence, continued to take a shower, dancing, humming a tune and shaking his butt like he was Moana, competing for Grammy. I felt a rush of emotions, surprise, embarrassment, and a hin
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀As I wrapped my arms around Alastor, a sense of warmth and comfort washed over me. His arms enveloped me in return, holding me close as we stood there, swaying gently to the rhythm of our own beating hearts.The warmth of his body seeped into mine, chasing away any chill or tension that may have been lingering. I felt my muscles relax, my breath slow, and my mind quiet as I surrendered to the safety and security of his embrace.His chest rose and fell with each breath, and I felt my breathing synchronize with his as if our hearts were beating as one. The warmth of his skin radiated through his clothing, and I could feel the gentle pressure of his fingers wrapped around my back, holding me close.“I was searching for you when I came in, where were you?” I asked calmly.“I was out,” he responded.I smiled warmly, “Doing what?”“Killing,” he blurted out.I pulled away and he looked at me with innocent eyes that said, “What did I do?”“Do you have Ashera?” I asked, cha
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Angel Gabriel's words rang in my ears. I struggled, shaking my head and covering my ears in panic.“That shouldn't be —” I stammered, “There has to be a way, we can find a way around it right?” “Melonie,” the Angel called softly.“There has to be a way to fight him,” I yelled, “How do I fight him if I'd get hurt if he gets hurt?”“There is indeed a way,” the Angel muttered, “I could do that if you wish for it, but I have to remind you; that you have just one thing left to wish for, that's all I owe you for saving my life.”“But are you sure you want to use your last wish for this? There's a whole lot of better things you could wish for.”I nodded my head, my face turning pale and serious. " Aside from the wish, please, if there's a way… tell me.”“There is indeed a way,” the Angel uttered. “Stab him with Ashera's sword, then Alastor would die. Of course, you would feel the pain for a while… then everything would be fine. But if you are unable to contain the pain,
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I took a deep breath in, feeling the air fill my lungs, and then slowly exhaled, letting the tension seep out of my body. My mind was racing, my thoughts swirling with anxiety and anger. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my pulse quickening with every passing moment.I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the distractions around me. I focused on my breath, feeling the sensation of the air moving in and out of my body.“Don't suppress it,” Arwan's voice rang out, “Hit me and get over with it.”“Arwan,” Bruno warned.“You want me to hit you?” I asked and scoffed, “No, it's much better if your conscience judges you forever.”“This is not the problem here,” Lavanya yelled, “There's a wild beast out there searching for us like food, we can't afford to be arguing.”“Says someone that would rather argue than eat,” Clara fired back.“So how do we get Ashera from them?” Bruno asked.“I don't think we can,” I announced, “Let them fight it out, then… we'd face whoever
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀The cuddle lasted as long as it could. I was able to keep Alastor with me for a few hours, and I wanted it to last for a day. That should be enough time for Arwan.I wasn't totally comfortable, yet… I wasn't uncomfortable.He was cold, brutal… yet he was warm and sweet.“Are you alright? Want to get up for a while?” He nibbled on my ears.I jingled my head, “I'm fine, I just…”“Just what?” He whispered.I raised my head to look at him, “Want to remain like this… with you.”His eyes darkened, I could feel the sadness he was trying hard to hide, “I know you are trying to hold me down Melonie,” Alastor blurted out, “You are stopping me from getting to the Witch… because of your boyfriend, Arwan; you want him to get the sword before me.”I was speechless, no. I was traumatized and unable to speak.How did he…?What if he gets Angry and kills me for deceiving him?Now everything is messed up, he knows I'm lying.“How did you…? I paused, “When did you figure it out?”“Im
🥀 LAVANYA'S POV 🥀Damn life and damn Dracula.I felt like he was enjoying himself watching me embarrass myself.And damn my stupid donut-shaped legs too, when did it crawl on someone's skin, I would have managed my embarrassment if it was someone else. But Dracula? That dude with a flat face?He wasn't totally wrong, I seemed to be enjoying it, who told him to be warm?Fucking werewolf.“Lavanya!” Arwan screamed for the third time to grasp my attention. “Where the hell did you go?”“To bed… I mean – I'm right here,” I stammered.“We are going to the witch now, call everyone,” Arwan declared.“Huh! Me? Why?” I asked in refusal.Arwan gawked at me, “Because you are the only one here.”I jingled my head drastically, “No I'm not, Bruno's ass is also here. Send him instead.”“I have something to discuss with Bruno,” Arwan responded, “Alpha Vargus and the others would be here on their own, Call Dracula.”Dracula? The exact person I wanted to shoot into another planet a few minutes ago?“N
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Morning came too quickly; I would have preferred darkness lasted some more time.I was still confused about how I was going to track Alastor down, but I knew I needed to do it, at least to give Arwan and the gang some more time.If Alastor gets to the witch before them, she's as good as dead and so are the others, my dear family would be dead too.I am the light and Alastor is the darkness, makes more sense now that I've met him.He kills for entirely no reason but fun, the grin on his face and happiness in his eyes whenever he talks about someone he killed brutally was concerning, what a psychopath.Regardless, there's this love snooping around in my heart for him.Have you ever loved a monster? You'd wish all day and night that you could just deliver him from all the crazy demons camping inside him.Even though it's not possible, the hope of Alastor turning good depends on his death, he'll only be harmless when he's dead.Cruel, isn't it? I thought so too.My mot
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀We were yet to point out who exactly had Ashera and it made us so restless that we all sat with pale faces, breathing heavily and staring into the void.“Seriously, I'm tired of all this,” Lavanya complained, “Why do we have to keep guessing who Ashera is with? Can't the nigga come out and say, “Hey I have Ashera” so we would at least know what we are doing.”“Do you always talk this much?” Dracula asked with a smirk on his face.“Yes, you?” I retorted, “Do you always point everything out?”Ignoring them, I stood up and walked to the window, “Melonie, talk to me, what's going on?” I murmured, biting my fingers.“Any words from Melonie yet?” Bruno asked, walking closer.“No, not even a hi,” I responded.Bruno tapped my shoulder, “She'll say something soon.”Just then, Melonie's thoughts came in, “That stupid witch has Ashera, get it from her before Alastor, he's going in search of her tomorrow, I'll try to hold him down for a while.”“The witch has Ashera?” I announce
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀The Loud sound of things shattering got me on edge, I was unable to sleep because I was worried about who Ashera was with.But Alastor, rather than being worried, I'd say he's angry and disappointed about the turn of events.I went towards his room, I stood frozen in the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest as I gazed at the door in front of me. It was just a simple door, made of plain wood and adorned with a plain metal doorknob. But to me, it seemed like a portal to a nightmare world, a gateway to unspeakable terrors.I had been putting off entering his room for what felt like an eternity. I had been trying to work up the courage to push open the door and step inside, but my fear had been holding me back.I took a deep breath and tried to shake off the fear that was gripping me. I told myself that I was being ridiculous and that there was nothing to be afraid of. But the fear lingered, refusing to be extinguished.I slowly reached out and grasped the doorknob,