The next morning we woke, ate, and started out. Nobody said much. Arthur and Lance kept mostly to themselves. But the rest of us weren't talkative either. Each lost in our own thoughts. The day shone bright and beautiful. Clear skies, not a cloud in the wide, blue sky. Birds dipped and dove through the tops of the trees. Small animals skittered along the branches and in and out from under bushes. Our group still rode parallel with the stream. It rushed on; it's gentle music filled the air. I felt more at peace than I had in a long time. That peace left by mid-morning when I sensed something hunted us. I used all of my vampire abilities to find out what it was, but the predators were cunning. The only thing I could tell for certain was that they were big. "Something is stalking us," I said to Christopher, keeping my voice low enough so only he could hear. "I hear them too. It's going to be hard to keep our secret about what we are if we have to fight for real with our bare hand
"You should go," I whispered to the wolf closest to me, hoping Joanna, Adam and the others wouldn't hear me. Christopher heard me though. I saw the look on his face. "I would hate to hurt you or your companions." I bowed slightly, as a sign of respect. The wolf eyed me as though considering my words. Then, he spoke. "You're surrounded. I think we'll be fine." Behind me, I heard Adam saying something to Joanna, but didn't pick up what he said. I had to keep my focus on the wolves. "Perhaps you underestimate us." "You don't seem surprised that I understand your language and can speak it," the wolf said. It looked like he was smiling."That should tell you that I'm not like the others in this group and neither is my blond companion. We cannot die." He shook his head and barked a signal, causing the other wolves to stop their advancement, including those fighting Arthur and Lance. "What are you then?" His voice was guttural, a cross between a growl and a howl. Oddly beautiful, I though
We did as Adam ordered. Christopher and I created a makeshift tent. Arthur and Lance had something similar. Adam and Joanna each had their own tent. Not to be deterred, Adam set up near Joanna. Christopher and I offered to let the Locanis use our extra blankets to make a shelter, but they declined, saying they enjoyed sleeping out in the elements. I figured it was because of their wolf nature. One of the females, named Emery took one of my blankets. She was the smallest with long blond hair that touched the backs of her knees. Once we were all settled and a fire was built, Arthur, Christopher, and I did as we promised and gave them our food. Joanna also shared some of hers, much to Adam's dismay. The Locanis wolfed down the food in record time. Keeping to themselves, they huddled together away from the fire. I caught snippets of their discussion. They spoke of a coming war between the Locanis and the Vaktare. I wondered if that was the reason they were in the human realm. If I g
"Do you think it was wise to tell them that you knew Abernathy?" Christopher settled against his rolled up blanket. The wind whipped around us and a smattering of rain fell against the tent. "Probably not," I said, lying down beside him, allowing my thoughts to roam. He tilted his neck, allowing me access. I sank my teeth in. As I drank, for some reason I thought about the first time I took his blood. It felt like a lifetime ago. But while I drank, I'd seen his memories. This time was the same. They flooded my mind - Christopher was at school, walking the halls alone. A group of guys hollered after him. He walked faster, but they followed. The leader shoved him, sending him to the floor and his books everywhere. My heart broke as they took turns hitting and kicking him. It seemed everyone bullied him. The guys on the motorcycle were the reason he was shot and died. I knew he could fight, but he chose not to. That said something about him, didn't it?"Hey, why don't you go to cl
Heat pressed against me. Even though I didn't need to breath to survive, it felt as though my lungs were being crushed. I sat up, searching for a clue that would tell me where I was. Directly in front of me burned a circular, green fire. Within the scorching ring hung three people by their wrists. Heads bent, each moaned in pain. I took a step forward. "Hello?" The one in the middle looked up. His face was streaked in dirt mixed with blood. "Troy!" I rushed to the edge of the fire. "Troy, I'm coming." With only the briefest pause, I ran through the flames. They engulfed me, scorching my hair and burning up my clothes and my skin, but I didn't pay it any attention. My eyes fixed on Troy. "Hang on." At my words, the person on the right of Troy looked up. "Mom!"I knew instinctively the person on the left of Troy would be my dad. "Dad, it's going to be all right. I'll free you all." From the outside the ring of fire had seemed thin and small, but I spent many minutes within the
Still more than twenty feet away, Adam, Christopher, and Joanna climbed off their horses and tethered them to some nearby trees. Adam didn't look happy. I could guess the reason. Once again, I put his love into harm's way. It was a wonder he still had hair. "Don't go near it," Adam said to Joanna, speaking about the dragon. She sweetly pulled herself from his grasp. "Jasmine is near him and she's fine. The dragon seems to know her and like her." She touched Adam's worried face, caressing away the worry. "I'm going over to meet the incredible creature." Adam opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Abernathy, who watched them as I did, chuckled. "How has meeting your grandfather been?""Weird," I admitted, watching the three of them. Christopher stayed back, biding his time with the horses. "Adam looks like my grandfather, but doesn't act like him." "He's changed a lot since this time, that is true, but his heart is the same, still full of love. He's just found a w
"Still bossy, I see." Instantly, I knew who it was. "Laeddin." He appeared in front of me like a breath a fresh air. My horse whinnied and tried to pull away, but I held his reins keeping him steady. My heart raced. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?" I was happy to see him though. Laeddin wore a muslin shirt with the sleeved rolled up, blue jeans and brown shoes. His cuff tattoos were gone and I knew that was because he was free. No longer a genie tethered to a bottle or a cave, but able to roam wherever he wished. "It wasn't too hard.""I'm glad you're here." I hugged him. It felt only a little awkward. "It's so good to see you." "And you," he said, stepping out of my arms. "I'm grateful for what you did." He shoved his hands in his front pockets. "At first I was upset, but it means a lot to know you cared so much for me.""Of course," I said, tugging on the reins of my horse. "I do care about you." That was true. And I always would. "Did you want to meet Joanna?" Co
Christopher sat next to me, our backs facing Abernathy, who had gone back to sleeping. They hadn't been able to kill a deer, or even find one, though Adam mentioned wolf and deer tracks. Adam and Joanna ate food from their packs. Chris and I didn't have any, and that was okay. It wasn't necessary. Abernathy had mentioned celebrating my birthday, but he snored softly as though he didn't remember that we had plans. I'd heard plenty of stories from my mom about him over the years. For the dragon, sleeping wasn't out of character. Celebrating with Adam, Joanna, Abernathy, and Chris would be nice, but I wouldn't mind if we didn't celebrate at all. Nothing could compare to what Troy did for me. Making the unicorn blood cake and proposing marriage. My heart sank for a moment at the thought of him. How I missed him. But then I remembered the vision Laeddin showed me. He let me see my future. And what a future it would be. Everything was going to be okay. I would beat Sharra. I would m
That night, after all of the festivities were over and we said our goodbyes, Troy and I went back to the small house that used to be my mother's. Now that Sharra was no longer a threat, the chayot set up a meeting between several of the heads of different countries in the human realm and me. There, with the help of the chayot, we discussed relaxing the laws for supernaturals. Together we came to an agreement and I created a magical system with the help of Heathcliff and several other human scientists. After much discussion, I became aware of the KPID, a supernatural government agency known as the King's Paranormal Inquiries Division. The organization had been tracking supernaturals for hundreds of years, at first in the United Kingdom, but in the mid seventeen hundreds, they'd moved over to America as well. Given access to the KPID's super top secret information, I was able to update and strengthen the magic already in place as well as add some newer, more technical attributes with He
"Are you ready?" I asked. We were standing outside on my balcony. I took Troy's hand as my wings fluttered behind me. My engagement ring sparkled in the midday light and I couldn't help but admire it. Troy had asked Jesse and the gargoyles to create the ring for me. A thick platinum band with vines filigreed on either side leading to the center where sat a delicate jasmine flower made of diamonds and blue topaz."Are you sure you can do this?" Troy was teasing me, pretending to be nervous about me flying him around Sharra. "There's only one way to find out," I said, and leaped into the air. Troy whooped out a holler as he clung to my hands, his body dangling below."Don't drop him, Jasmine. It isn't every day you find someone crazy enough to fall for you," Abrea said beside me, her pixilette wings fluttering gracefully. "True." I laughed and the action felt really good."Jasmine? We need to leave for the wedding," my mom called from back in my room. I rolled my eyes and glanced at
Before I knew it, I was laughing as tears of joy leaked onto my cheeks. He set me on the ground and pushed my hair out of my face, then cupped it in his hands. "I love you vampire girl." "You do?" I believed him, but needed reassurance as my hands curled around his wrists. "More than I believed it was possible to love." He bent his head and gently touched his lips to mine, his eyes still open and on me. I kissed him back, as a gurgle of happiness shot through me. The sweet kiss turned hot and needy. I loved him and wanted him and didn't care who knew it. He pressed my mouth open, deepening our kiss as his arms went around my waist and he lifted me off the ground. "Hey you two?" It was my Mom. I froze and opened my eyes. Troy was watching me again. "Should we tell them?" he asked. I knew he was talking about our engagement. "Now's as good a time as any," I said as he set me on my feet. Troy took my hand and I turned to face the group. "We have an announcement," he said. The
"Do not do this," Christopher said, a look of complete disbelief on his injured face. "You have the power within you to destroy her. You know you do. So why?" I couldn't explain. But I hoped one day he and the rest would understand. If I failed, Laeddin could tell them the truth about the Unknowns, what they had planned. In the end my family would see I made the best choice. The only choice."Silence, Hunter. I'll deal with your insubordination later," Sharra said, sending a bolt of magic at Christopher. He was thrown back, landing against the other side of the cell before falling to the ground with a groan. Chris bared his fangs in anger and jumped to his feet, though slower than expected. "Hurt them and the deal is off," I seethed, facing her, my hands in fists at my sides. She gave me an innocent look. "I didn't do any permanent damage." She crossed her arms, sauntering toward me. "Now then, let's do this."I swallowed, forcing myself to remain calm. My plan would work. It had t
Determination weighed my shoulders down as I traversed the inkiness. As I went, I called out in my mind, using the magic within me to speak with Silindra and Laeddin. At once, my mind was there, in Laeddin's realm, in his library full of books. He and Silindra were there, standing close, reading something aloud. "Laeddin," I said. Laeddin glanced at me, or rather, my mental presence. Silindra looked up as well. "Is it just me or am I seeing Jasmine?" Surprise flickered across her too lovely face. "I see her too - somehow." Laeddin reached out, but his fingers couldn't touch me. I was there, but not really there. "I'm going to Sharra," I said, and looked from Laeddin to Silindra. "The darkness will swallow the earth soon. There is no more time. I need your help now. Please find me." "We're coming, Jasmine," Laeddin said, and took Silindra's hand. Were they a couple now? There was no time to figure it out. Silindra said, "Watch out for my sister. She's tricky.""I will," I said, a
Now that we had nothing to fear, Lirle and I moved quickly and undeterred toward the stronghold. As we went, Lirle talked more about the dragon she liked as well as growing up in the dragon realm. Hearing her talk, I couldn't help but admire the Hollow. It was stark and vast and though it wasn't blooming with all manner of flowers like Sharra, it still held beauty. That night as we rested and ate under a canopy of trees, I was able to witness one of the wonders of her realm. Here, the forest stirred to life at night. Everything seemed to possess a bioluminescence. Trees whose leaves were pink during the day glowed a soft white, like millions of fireflies covered them. Animals I hadn't known were there, insects and little creatures that reminded me of spider monkeys, lit up as well. It was beautiful and a little terrifying. "Why does it do this?" I asked, mesmerized. Lirle took another bite of whatever she was eating. Her lips were luminescent blue like the spider monkeys and I force
He looked up and for the briefest moment, I thought he was staring right at me. No longer angry, but still unsure. Troy spoke: I love you, too, Jazz. He stopped speaking and adjusted his weight, sitting up straighter. They added: Someone is coming. He closed his eyes and pretended to be sleeping. His cell door cranked open and a female voice spoke. "I brought you a friend. Try not to kill each other." Christopher stumbled into the room before turning and flashing his fangs. "You touch me like that again and you won't live to tell anyone about it." His hands were behind his back and black magic held his wrists together. The person he spoke to laughed. It was Sharra.I focused on Troy. His eyes burned into Chris like he would kill him. To Troy, I begged: Please remember, Chris is on our side. He believes in our love too. When Sharra forced me to kiss him, Chris stopped me and freed me from her magic. He's changed and he can help.I hoped that was true. As much as I trusted Chris
"How nice to see you, Lirle." The voice came from a gray dragon with blood red eyes. His sharp and pointy teeth glistened like they held their own light. Huge talons clamped around Lirle from behind, holding her like a sharpened straight jacket. She gasped and struggled but couldn't move. Her captor's clutches were bigger than Lirle's body. The first dragon looked at me. "And you are Jasmine, heir to Sharra and an original vampire. But where are your wings?" He opened his mouth and I thought he intended to burn me to a crisp. Instead his tongue came out and he licked me. Tasting. "Strange," he said. "Gross." I wiped my cheek with the sleeve of my shirt. It occurred to me he was speaking like Abernathy did, with his mouth and not in my mind like Lirle. Perhaps speaking aloud was a skill that came with age. The first dragon pushed through the trees, causing them to snap and break. Then he pounded his tail on the ground several times in a rhythmic fashion while lifting his head. He ro
Lirle took to the air, her attention on the direction where the sound came from. Her whole body trembled. "You're frightened. What is it?" I asked, fighting my own nerves. Lirle's eyes bore into mine and her terror shone brightly as she said: We're too late. The Ondror's magic is upon us. Listen carefully. A dragon's magic comes from the soul. Our greatest weapon is using the weaknesses of our enemy against them by showing them what they fear most. She flew over to the stream before coming back to me and pointing with one claw. Lirle asked: Do you see the soul magic coming?I followed her gaze and squinted until I saw the blackness, traveling like a deadly mist through the trees, and heading right for us. "Can we outrun it?" She shook her head and said: No. It's everywhere. She spun in a circle and I followed her. Lirle was right. It was coming from every direction, like we had a homing beacon on us. She met my gaze and said: You see? Whatever happens, whatever you experience o