“I am never letting you out of my sight again.” Cole held onto Syanna as they entered his room. The morning had just started, yet they both had had a long day already. “Even when I’m peeing?” Syanna teased as they plopped in Cole’s bed. “Isn’t that a bit weird?”Cole, too smiled as he caressed her cheek with his thumb. “You can use the bathroom in peace,” he said with a chuckle. “But no more vampire attacks, or supposedly good-willed kidnappings.”He rolled his eyes at the thought. Syanna found it funny. She had spent the entire walk to his room explaining to him why the headmistress wasn’t evil, and why he shouldn’t pick a fight with her. But Cole was still sceptical. He thought that the old fairy could’ve approached the situation immensely better. Which was true. Syanna didn’t understand why the headmistress had to be so extra. She understood that she was trying to give Syanna a wake-up call, but kidnapping? That would’ve given anyone the wrong impression. “I doubt that,” Syanna
A week had passed, and every day was pretty much the same. Syanna would try to open the book, Cole would bug Genevieve to tell him a little more about who he was, and Isaac would be on the sidelines, helping Syanna and teasing Genevieve whenever he got the chance. They had yet to make any progress, except Cole learning more about Syanna, and Syanna more about Cole. Like the fact that she smells her food before she takes a bite, and she scratches her head whenever she’s thinking about something. Cole also learned that she likes her curly hair, but prefers it straightened, and she likes when Cole squeezes her bum and bites her bottom lip. It was fun, and a little sweet building a relationship with Cole, especially considering how it all started. Yet, Syanna couldn’t bare the empty feeling inside when she thought about the fact that the stupid book wouldn’t open. Genevieve tried spells, they tried tactics, they even tried breaking it open. Yet, it wouldn’t budge. “Maybe we’re
She actually agreed. Syanna agreed to go to some unknown place with Cole, with no knowledge of where they were going or what they were going to do. He didn’t know why, but the thought that she trusted him gave him shivers inside. Sometimes he hated and feared the way she made him feel. She was a tiny—emphasis on the tiny—human from a small town with some serious supernatural history in her blood, but she was still one girl. Yet, she did things to Cole that he wouldn’t even phantom a year ago. His memory of Syanna was the first memory he’d have outside of Unici, and although he craved to know what my life was like before this damn academy, he couldn’t help but want to make memories with this tiny human. Genevieve confirmed that he and Syanna were connected, and he wouldn’t try to deny it any longer. There wouldn’t be any other explanation for the pull he felt towards her—to the point where he always wanted to be with her, no matter what or when. And he doesn’t necessarily disl
Warning: This chapter includes mature content. If you are uncomfortable with this type of content, please skip it. Otherwise, enjoy! His hands, lips and breath on every part of her body were electric. Syanna knew this moment would come. She thought she’d be prepared, so she’d know what to do. But gosh, she should’ve known that she couldn’t anticipate anything with Cole. She couldn’t be prepared for anything. Because he was a disaster waiting to happen, but not in a bad way. In the way that made her crave his chaos, over and over. His lips were wild against hers as he kissed her like he needed her to breathe. The stone was cold against her bare back as Cole laid her against it, as his hands roamed and praised every crevice of her body. Her dress was still bundled at her waist, and Cole finished the job by shuffling the rest down her legs, leaving her in only underwear. His eyes appraised her, watching her like she was the goddess of beauty herself before finally landing on he
“Cole.” Cole shuffled in his sleep, hearing the soft whisper of his name, but not loud enough to jolt him from the subconscious world. “Cole...” There it was again, a bit louder and more urgent, but still not strong or urgent enough to make him move from this position. He can’t remember the last time he slept so well. That’s because he has never slept so well. “Cole, come to me.” It was louder, and even more urgent, and soon he felt himself slipping into the conscious world again. It was dark—so dark that for a second, he forgot where he was. But then he caught a whiff of Syanna’s scent, and all the memories of their moment together came rushing back. She was majestic. She was everything Cole had ever dreamed of or wanted, and she was his. Never had he imagined that Syanna would be so...wonderful. He had, shamelessly so, imagined this moment a million times in his head. Yet, it was far more exquisite—far more special, and he just knew that their souls were now connected. He felt
How could it be? How could Syanna be right here when… No. Cole wouldn’t fall for it.Did she think he was a fool? And he sure as hell wasn’t losing his mind. He left Syanna in the cave. Hell, he felt her wake up just now in that very cave. No way this creepy, soon to be dead woman was Syanna. Never in a million years. “You cant trick me,” Cole said, quite done with her games. She even made a terrible mistake. When she was in the shadow of the trees, Cole could see that her hair swept her bottom. Now, it fell in dark curls around her shoulders, just like Syanna’s. He had to give it to her, she did make a good impression. But not good enough to fool him. “I’m not fooling you,” she said, and Cole took a double take when he noticed that her voice, too, had changed. And to make it worse, it was Syanna’s exact voice. “You’re not her.” Cole was sure. “You cant be.” “But I am,” she insisted. “Don’t you want to know how?” Cole shook his head, ready to leave this crazy woman here and r
This shit was getting old. Every single time, as soon as she was getting comfortable, something awful happened. Syanna wasn’t even sure what took place. Once minute she was having the best evening of her life, then she woke up alone in a dark, creepy, cold cave, then, she was being pulled across the campus at inhuman speed. Now, she was in a room. Not her room, but a large, dark bedroom, chained to a bed. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she mumbled, pulling at the chain around her ankle. It all happened so fast that she didn’t even see who her captor was. But from the small view that she had of the window, she could see one of Unici’s flag poles, which confirmed her assumption that was still on campus. Syanna didn’t know what to feel. Fear? No, not really. As much as she’s been kidnapped, she wasn’t afraid. Frustration? A little bit. She was getting sick of all this mess. But anger? Definitely. And she wasn’t even angry at her kidnappers. She was livid with Cole. At first, she th
This was not going to end well. Syanna knew it. Mark knew it. Cole knew it. Even the damn moon knew it!And indeed, before Syanna could get a fair chance to speak, Cole was across the room, pinning Mark against the wall with just one hand. “Cole, stop!” she shouted, but like she expected, he didn’t even flinch. How did he even find her? And so fast, too? Had something changed? Did he put a tracker on her? Or was it just a great guess? But even if it was, how did Cole know she was in this exact room. It wasn’t even Mark’s room. It was Veronica’s.Syanna could see the life draining from Mark’s eyes within seconds. Cole was burning a palm around his next, not to mention suffocating him, too. This would end badly if he did, indeed, kill Mark. But, unlike the first time he had Mark at death’s door when Syanna was only afraid of what would happen to Cole since he’d be sentenced to death, she saw the bigger picture now. Mark was the leader of this school’s vampire association. If he died
It had been six hours since Genevieve was still not back yet. But Cole wasn’t worried about her. No matter how long she was away, he knew she could take care of herself. So there really was no reason for him to worry about her. He knew she didn’t walk there this time. She must’ve taken a portal or something, so she shouldn’t have taken to long to return. But Cole tried not to let it bother him so much. He had to stay calm. Yet, he couldn’t help his nerved. Because if something happened to Genevieve, then that meant he might never get Syanna back. And, hell, the thought was scary. It that didn’t stop the feeling he had in his stomach every passing second. It was almost the same like what he felt the first time he realised that something bad would happen to Syanna, and to think that something else might happen when Genevieve wasn’t here made his stomach ache. There was no way he would’ve known what to do if something were to indeed happen. And if anything happened to Isaac or Sya
Cole was relieved Genevieve was back from the academy, although she won't talk about the demon attack on her last night. He tried to pry it out of her, but she remained tight-lipped. Cole couldn't blame her, though. His own experience with demons had taught him that sometimes, speaking about them could lead to even more trouble.While Genevieve locked herself away in her room, Cole headed out to find the demon that attacked her. He was determined to put an end to it before it harmed anyone else.As he roamed the streets, he kept his senses sharp. He could feel the demon's presence nearby, but it was elusive, flitting from shadow to shadow, never staying in one place for too long. It was like chasing a ghost.Finally, after hours of fruitless searching, Cole saw the demon. It was a hulking beast, towering over him, with skin as black as night and eyes that glowed like embers. Its wings were torn and ragged, and its claws glinted in the moonlight.Cole didn't hesitate. He drew his sword
It had been six hours since Genevieve was still not back yet. But Cole wasn’t worried about her. No matter how long she was away, he knew she could take care of herself. So there really was no reason for him to worry about her. He knew she didn’t walk there this time. She must’ve taken a portal or something, so she shouldn’t have taken to long to return. But Cole tried not to let it bother him so much. He had to stay calm. Yet, he couldn’t help his nerved. Because if something happened to Genevieve, then that meant he might never get Syanna back. And, hell, the thought was scary. It that didn’t stop the feeling he had in his stomach every passing second. It was almost the same like what he felt the first time he realised that something bad would happen to Syanna, and to think that something else might happen when Genevieve wasn’t here made his stomach ache. There was no way he would’ve known what to do if something were to indeed happen. And if anything happened to Isaac or Syannna
Two hours had passed since Genevieve left, and Cole was begging to get antsy. He knew she didn’t walk there this time. She must’ve taken a portal or something, so she shouldn’t have taken to long to return. But Cole tried not to let it bother him so much. He had to stay calm. Yet, he couldn’t help his nerved. Because if something happened to Genevieve, then that meant he might never get Syanna back. And, hell, the thought was scary. He moved from his seat to the chair next to Syanna’s side of the bed, where he held her hand. He knew that her body was practically lifeless, and the real Syanna was inside of Isaac, but he couldn’t sit in front of Isaac and talk to her. It would just seem too weird. “Hey,” he whispered, caressing her cheek with his thumb. “I miss you, Syanna. But I’ll get you back, okay?” He kissed her forehead, and if he didn’t know better, he would’ve thought he saw Isaac’s lips twitch. Cole had to give it to the guy, he was a real friend. He didn’t think he wou
Part 2: The Vampire QueenRain. Gloomy weather had never mattered to Cole before. But now—somehow, he understood why it was always so dark, so cold and so sad. He started at the patch of dirt, hating how the soft patter of rain didn’t wash away the pain in his chest. Cole had no idea how it came to this… how he went from having the love of his life in his arms, to standing in the rain for an hour, staring at the ground. The open world didn’t feel as free as he had anticipated. Although he managed to leave Unici-him and Genevieve—the feeling of the wind in his hair and the bite of freedom on his ski didn’t feel like he had expected it to. Instead, it felt like bondage. It felt like pain, agony and everything in between, not having Syanna by his side. He and Genevieve left Unici two days ago before the headmistress caught onto them, taking Syanna and Isaac with them. Turns out, Genevieve knew of an old, abandoned house about five miles away from Unici. It seemed as if it had been
To say I was shocked was un understatement. I couldn't believe that all this time, so many people had been sent to kill my family. Including Anthony. I gulped and met his eyes, wondering if he somehow still wanted to complete that mission. But he simply continued the story, seeming completely out of it. “Yes,” Anthony confirmed. “But we had killed the wrong people. Your ancestors were smart—smart enough to stay in hiding well.” “But you had already murdered hundreds of people.” “It was about seventy people,” Anthony snapped, though the guilt in his face was evident. “Kids, elders… pregnant women.” “Oh my gosh.” Syanna couldn’t bear it. Dimitri ordered this sort of evil so he could save his own ass? “My mama was the first to fold. She wouldn’t do it a second time. My papa, feeling as though he always needed to protect us as the man of the family, begged her to try again. My sister ran away, and I followed her.” “So, what happened?” Anthony sighed. “I didn’t find my sister
This couldn’t be happening. It just couldn’t. There was no way Syanna was unconscious in Genevieve’s bed, with no sign of life. She wasn’t even breathing normally, and it took everything in Cole not to burn this damn academy to the ground once and for all. “Why isn’t she breathing?” Cole demanded as Genevieve stood in front of the bed where Syanna had been lying unconscious for the last two minutes since they arrived. “She was bitten, Cole.” “What does that mean?” Genevieve seemed on edge, as if, for the first time ever, she didn’t know what to do. And Cole didn’t like that. He sort of depended on Genevieve to always know everything and fix things. But now, she was looking at Syanna as if she had no idea what to do, and it terrified Cole. He paced Genevieve’s room, pulling at the root of his hair as if they were an abomination to him. “It means,” she said, sounding on edge. “That the vampire venom is killing her slowly.” “That doesn’t make any sense!” He threw his hands in the
To say I was shocked was un understatement. I couldn't believe that all this time, so many people had been sent to kill my family. Including Anthony. I gulped and met his eyes, wondering if he somehow still wanted to complete that mission. But he simply continued the story, seeming completely out of it. “Yes,” Anthony confirmed. “But we had killed the wrong people. Your ancestors were smart—smart enough to stay in hiding well.” “But you had already murdered hundreds of people.” “It was about seventy people,” Anthony snapped, though the guilt in his face was evident. “Kids, elders… pregnant women.” “Oh my gosh.” Syanna couldn’t bear it. Dimitri ordered this sort of evil so he could save his own ass? “My mama was the first to fold. She wouldn’t do it a second time. My papa, feeling as though he always needed to protect us as the man of the family, begged her to try again. My sister ran away, and I followed her.” “So, what happened?” Anthony sighed. “I didn’t find my sister
She felt like she’d been there for hours, when I had only been about twenty minutes. Syanna couldn’t believe someone had kidnapped her in the middle of the school. Wasn’t Unici supposed to be safe? Wasn’t it supposed to be all rainbows and sunshine for all species here? But she guessed not. Because now, she was in someone’s old, abandoned cabin, with a vampire and a large, large class. Syanna knew before he even said anything what his plan had been, but she didn’t want to believe it. Mark assured her that none of the vampires would hurt her or try and drink her blood for power. But he was wrong, and she was wrong for believing him. Mark couldn’t speak for everyone, and it was her mistake for thinking so. So this was the big thing that Cole felt was going to happen, huh? A vampire was hoping to drain her dry and use her blood for power. “You don’t have to do this,” she said for the umpteenth time as the vampire, who’s name she had known as Anthony, stared at her from across the ro