We popped into the tunnel immediately. Even without a light I knew we were in the room where we left the container. Laeddin produced a light as I knelt and then turned back the lid. As before, I pushed past the jade petals that felt like pea pods and their sickly sweet smell. And as before, the elven assassin appeared. He stood until the top of his head nearly reached the ceiling and opened his eyes. They were the same color as the flower petals. "Who dares awaken me from my slumber?""It is I, Jasmine." I sounded like there was a frog in my throat and I cleared it. "I'm here to claim the piece of crown you guard." His jade green eyes flashed in anger. "I cannot allow that." He crossed his arms over his shoulders and removed the swords. "Prepare yourself for destruction." I wasn't sure how to respond. Laeddin and I saw that a weapon was inside of me. Whatever it was, I hoped it would appear as soon as possible. "I will not die. I can't. It's my destiny to take the crown and sav
Laeddin burst into my room. "Princess?" I adjusted myself and stood. "I'm fine. I - uh, just fell."His hands roamed my body as though he were feeling for broken bones, even though that wasn't possible. "What's this?" He touched the diamond on my forehead. I shrugged. "I'm not sure but I'm guessing it has to do with the crown." "You're probably right." He pursed his lips in a grim line. "You sure you're all right?""Yes. I'm good."Laeddin stepped back. "You look better. Rested." He went over to the closet and opened the doors, then faced me. "Which is good because you need to go to your grandmother's funeral."At hearing his words, my heart sank. "Is it today? Usually funerals take days and days to plan." "You've been asleep for three." He took a dress from my closet and showed me. I shook my head. "Three days?" I ran to the window, like the sky could tell me the date. In some ways it could, since the darkness was getting closer and closer. "Why did you let me sleep so long? We s
"Well I'm here." She flew to my shoulder and landed there, settling in for the duration. Aunt Cindy stood on my mom's right. She'd come with her assistant from Polonias, a giant talking leopard by the name of Violet. She wore a short black dress without sleeves. The leopard's wiry glasses kept slipping down her nose until they sat so close to the edge, I wondered how they hadn't fallen off. Cindy wore a black dress with iridescent blue gauze around the waist, cuffs, and hem. It came to the middle of her calves and she had on black high heels with a bow at the ankle, ever the most stylish person in the room. My parents had taken the potion to change back into their rightful bodies. Dad had on a white suit with a water lily pinned to his lapel and my mom wore a red dress, the color of her mom's hair. "Come. Stand between us," my dad said, when he saw me. I slid into place and peered sideways at my mom. Was she mad? Could she stand me any longer? Or was I just a person to forget?Sh
"Ahhhhh, it's good to be here once again." Sharra appeared in the ballroom out of thin air, my glorious wings beating lightly at her back. My dad didn't hesitate, but went after her, grabbing her by the throat. He was so quick, he shocked all of us. "I had a feeling you'd show up." His fingers dug into her neck as he forced her to her knees. "You'll pay for the pain you've caused and when I finish with you, you'll be completely gone from this Earth." Sharra blinked several times and then touched my dad with the tip of the staff she carried. His body became stiff, like he was frozen. Sharra pulled from his grasp. "Stupid boy!" "Dad!" I ran to him. Sharra sent a black current at me. It struck and I fell to the ground. "That was too easy," she cackled, her wicked eyes scanning each of us. "How dare you lay your hands - " Sharra said. Before she could finish, my mom had Sharra's neck in her mouth, her fangs biting down. Sharra's eyes became wide with momentary fear, but she recover
Before I became a vampire, I was just a man with simple needs and one desire. Her name was Joanna Reesa d'Arc. I called her Red because of her deep auburn hair. She always wore it down her back in a long braid.Red was beautiful in every way. Strong. Courageous. Devoted to her country and family. To a stranger she might appear weak and helpless, but she was none of that. She was five feet of fearlessness with deep convictions toward her visions of what God wanted France to become.The first time I saw her she was in her eighth year. In her tiny hands she carried a pail full of water. A serious expression, one I would learn meant she was thinking, hung on her lovely face. She wore a white bonnet along with a hunter green frock the same color as her eyes.Joanna was the daughter of the town constable. The d'Arc family was the closest thing to royalty the town had, and they acted like it too.When I was young, I wanted to know her, to be near her. By the time she was sixteen I knew I
I came to and heard Sharra talking."I know you believe in your visions, but where is your God now, when you need him most. Don't you think if you were meant to lead your country to victory, he would rescue you?""You speak blasphemy against my Lord. It may not be today, but you will suffer for your irreverence." Joanna spoke with quiet certainty, without a shred of horror in her voice.Sharra grabbed Joanna's face. "Highly unlikely, little one."I opened my eyes and saw Joanna was chained to a wall. It appeared we were in a dungeon of some sort. It stank of rotting flesh and wet dirt."Release her. You can contend with me but leave Joanna alone," I tried to shout, my voice groggy and my throat parched.Sharra sauntered over. The material of her dress rustled against her legs. "I wondered when you'd wake. You've been asleep a long time. Days in fact. I didn't take that much blood. Perhaps you're weaker than I first believed."I ground my teeth together, but didn't respond. "My love,"
But Kenmei did not kill us. I would later learn the Hunter didn't support Sharra the way some of the other vampires did.Once the vampire queen was gone, he went to Joanna. "Let me get you out of these." With very little effort he yanked the chains from the wall. Joanna fell to her knees. "There. There, little bird." He lifted her and placed her on a throne made of rock. Then he bit into his wrist. Blood immediately came to the surface. "I know you don't want to drink from Adam, but you're a revenant now, not quite human and not quite vampire. Blood is all that will keep you alive." He put his wrist to her mouth.She resisted, but only for a moment."That's it."I worried she would spit it out again, but she didn't. She drank. Slowly at first, but then her hands came up and she took hold of his wrist. "Good girl, little bird. Take your fill."Joanna's mother began to wail. In between cries she shouted, "Demon.""Be still woman!" I fought against the chains wishing I could be free.Fi
I, Jasmine was suddenly aware I was no longer inside Joanna's head, but back at my home. Without opening my eyes, I knew I was in my room in Salem, laying on the bed and covered in blankets. Laeddin was in his room, sleeping. I heard his even breathing and the rise and fall of his chest. The trip back in time was enlightening. I now understood more about Pops and my heart broke for his loss even though it was hundreds of years ago. How that must've hurt. I also understood Laeddin's love for me a little better. It didn't matter whether I loved him back or not. His love was strong and real and the driving force behind all he'd done and did for me. My heart softened toward him and I wished I could love him back the way he loved me. It would be so easy. But I wasn't sure whether it was because he was a genie and treated me like I was his master or what, but there was something keeping me from letting myself fall for him. With Christopher, it was purely physical. He believed we belonged
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