LUCAS
It was another day spent working hard, trying the spell Mrs Haughter gave me over and over again. I had tried it hundreds of times, I had even begun to feel the magic in me more than I usually did. Still, the bond bracelet was hung on my wrist, unmoved my all my efforts. Almost like it mocked me, telling me, “do all you want, buddy, you and I are it forever”.
“I will never be rid of this cursed object." I let out in frustration.
George, without looking at me, said, “With this attitude, you definitely won't be rid of it."
He continued flipping the pages of one of my mother's spell book, while I read the one Mrs Haughter gave me.
“You know I'm trying, i
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TILDA School was kind of funny. Every year had a particular ‘vibe' it gave. The year we got into senior class, we were all nervous, at the very least. Rightfully so, cause there were many things that seemed out of place, and it was that way for everyone. For instance, some were worried about getting the right grades to get into the universities of their choice. Clearly, lot of brainiacs filled this category. There were those who were very worried about graduating from high school, these ones didn't even want to think about colleges, high school was trouble enough for them. There were also the ones who didn't really care about their exams and grades or anything academic related. They were thinking about their next steps in life, what they could do besides college and the path that has been mapped out for them since they were born.&nbs
EVELYN I had finally gotten my head around getting a Cafe, and it had been really slow. While starting anything was ever easy, especially a business, my not giving it enough of my time had so much to do with the slowness in getting everything together. I guessed I didn't expect half the drama I had had to face since returning to Woodhidge. It had literally been one drama to another, one weird situation to weirder one. Jeez, I need a goddamn break. I needed a little me time. A time where I could just go for a vacation or something; stay on a beach and read some romance. How I wish! The good thing was that I didn't really need money. My late parents weren't exactly super rich or anything like that—at least it didn't seem that way—but you could bet they had some fat savings. Thou
LUCAS George had gotten frustrated. . .I couldn't blame him, it wasn't undue. We should have met Declan, the Principal—and also my biological father who didn't know I existed—for help but I had kept pushing it. It was more than just being scared. I just didn't want him in my life, he didn't and could never have a space in my life and that was nothing but pure facts. . .to me, at least. I had grown without a father for all of my life. It wasn't easy, hell, it was horrible. Especially since I knew my Mum was lying to me about many things. I couldn't count how many nights I had wished he would come. I had created a fantasy where he was somewhere on some special classified mission doing stuffs many couldn't. . .like saving the world.
DAMON No one knew we had gotten into town. We had expected to arrive earlier but car troubles had other things in mind. “Why the f*ck should a rental have any issue? That's f*cking annoying, I should sue their f*cking asses!” Mason ranted. He was angry, that much was clear. But his anger had very little to do with the car having issues. He had been in and out of this mood since we left Landera. I guess being angry at everything was his own way of expressing his concern for Kelvin being missing, and also ‘cause our going to Landera didn't achieve much. “Just calm down, Mason, it's all fine.” “No it's not, rental companies should be more ethical than this, this is utter bullcrap.” I decided to allow him rant, he wasn't going to listen to anything I said in the kind of mood he was in. I left him and then headed home. Well, until I got thirsty for coffee and decided to hit the newly built cafe I spotted. Well, as pretty as it was, it wasn't yet operational. Some man that work
EVELYN Sometimes I think about life if I wasn't a witch. Everything will be so much easier. Not perfect, but way easier. At least, I wouldn't be scared that some agency could take my son and me to some stupid lab to do God-knows-what. “Okay, let me explain what is going to happen right now. I am going to ask you some questions and you will answer every one of them without any question or hesitation. You are following, right?” The short lady laughed hysterically. “That's not happening, no amount of torture will break me, trust me, I've gone through so many pieces of training and for so many years. Your magic means nothing to me.” The woman was really good at hiding how scared she was. This wasn't as easy as it sounded. “I believe you,” I said, whispering some words under my breath. The lady fell unconscious. “What's the next step?” Mason asked. “She has made it very clear that cooperating with her is, well, not happening.” “And we have to know all she knows,” Lucas added.
EVELYN “What will we do with her,” Damon asked. “We can't just let her go and can't keep her here forever, can we?”His thoughts were mine as well. Letting her just go off seemed silly and we couldn't keep her hostage forever. She was still a person after all. Luckily, Declan had an idea that was most preferable and most suitable for the predicament. He decided to compel her to go back to work as normal and tell whoever sent her that she couldn't find anyone. Meanwhile, she would be working for us and reporting to Declan as often as she could. Perfect this way. They all left a few minutes after we sent the lady away. Yeah, it was just Lucas and me in the house. As it has always been. We had a pretty simple dinner and went to bed early that night. It had been a long day. A very long one. Days passed and neither Lucas nor I addressed what happened that day. Honestly, we both tried to act like it didn't happen because talking about it brought only fear to us. “We need to talk,” I sa
EVELYN Okay, this was the kinda mother-son conversation I was always down for. C'mon, who doesn't like hearing about the love life of someone else— you feel all love in the air and it's amazing? Especially when it is teenage love. God! Few feelings can beat this. “So why not tell her you like her? Tilda is a pretty understanding girl," I assured him. “Trust me on this because I have been there. Always let your feelings fly, don't let them keep hurting you in there.”He shrugged. “She is a relationship, Mum, how can I tell her this?”“Hmmmn, let me see. I guess uttering the words will do.”He rolled his eyes at my comment. “She is dating someone else and they seem to be in a good place.”“Oh, I see. But what about you though? Are you in a good place?”He looked away and I could see worry written all over his face. This wasn't easy for him. I knew what it meant to fall in love for the first time. And that made me feel sad that he would never get to be loved back by his first love. Mus
EVELYN I brought the cup of freshly made coffee to my face, taking the aroma into my nostrils. Coffee was great, no doubt, but it smelled way better than it tasted. Karen had just made it— she was great at making coffee. I guess she had to since she was an addict.She was now sitting next to me and I knew she was about to drill every bit of information in my little head until my feelings were flying here and there. To be honest, she had the merit to do so. She had been my closest friend since I was very little and we had gone through thick and thin together. Of course, I had other close friends. But let's say, we were no longer close. Not everyone can forgive you for cutting them off for more than sixteen years. I couldn't blame them. Never had. “Eve, you know I am doing this for you, you have to think about your love life again.”I threw a blanket over myself and Karen crawled under too. “What is the essence, Karen? It is just drama, a lit bit of pain, a little more sex, and jus
LUCAS ()You never know how you feel about something till it happens to you. Since I found out that I was a vampire, well, let's say I have had a great fear for myself. I had begun to think of myself as a monster, even though I wanted nothing more than to experience it. Since I got the bond bracelet off my wrist, I have been very free and peaceful. And happy. Being a vampire had its downsides, of course, no one liked having blood being enticing to you. But there were many good things about it too. For one, I felt like I could do anything. I mean, I could blow the ground and my fist would make its way through. I could run faster than the human eyes could see, and even cooler, I could do this without a soul hearing. It had something to do with vampire nature. There was a way vampires ran… almost as though our feet were too fast that it seemed we ran in the air. Yeah, not the easiest thing to explain. Oh, how could I forget compulsion, my all-time favourite. By j
EVELYNFirst thing in the morning, I left the house and went to the Grandeur Robberise Graveyard. It was where my parents were laid, and their parents before them… and it went on like that. I dropped a rose on Aunt Wallinda’s grave. She passed away when I was seven. I can still recall how sad her death made little Evelyn feel. I sat before the graves of my parents and all types of emotions flooded my mind. Death was a bastard. A dumb, little mean bastard. Though we all hate talking or even thinking about it, it was sad how we knew that we would all fall victim to it. Witch, werewolf, human… even vampires because they were dead but just conscious.Mum would have disagreed with me. She would say that life was more beautiful because we knew that we would die. She would say the temporal nature of life was what made it worth living. As with most things, she was right. A stranger could pass these graves and see them as nothing, but to me, they meant everything. If one had told me when I
LUCAS The flight was a smooth one. No trouble, no nothing as always… but also, no unnecessary delay. That was the bit everyone appreciated. Perhaps it was the flight that brought memories of those very many times Mum and I travelled. All those years she kept having us move because she felt the weather was unkind, or my school was too small, or the neighbours were too lousy, or that she didn't feel comfortable in that region we were. On the real, her problem was that she feared too much for us— most especially, for me. “How are we feeling?” Damon asked as we waited for the cab he hired online. “Finally we are in Dentrodgey. Hopefully, we see Rugatha and get back on a flight.”The cab came and we found ourselves a hotel real quick. Damon was very loaded because he didn't seem to mind spending so much money. We could have easily found a decent hotel that was one-sixth the price this one cost, but I wasn't complaining. We were shown our rooms and Damon told us to freshen up so we coul
TILDA First thing on Tuesday morning, before 6am, Damon drove up to my house to pick me up. Lucas was already there, radiating with smiles like he always does. His sparking white teeth were “picture-perfectly” displayed between his parted lips. The ride to the airport was going to be very long, an hour and a half at a minimum. Even longer since everyone was quiet. Of course, it was obvious that I had no business being here. Lucas needed Damon to drive him to this Rugatha lady and I played no part in this and it was none of my business. If anything, I was bleeding Damon's pocket since he was paying for my flight. Truth be told, I just wanted to go somewhere different and hopefully get some time to think. Term time will be over in two or three weeks, but I needed this little break now. Why didn't I tell George where I was going? For starters, he was the one I needed a break from. I was glad that I was leaving Woodhidge for two days at least. Look, I knew George was a cool guy with
DAMON It was time to speak to Evelyn and I was… scared to my bones. Look, I wasn't scared of her, but rather how she made me feel. How vulnerable I was when I was around her. I walked up to her door and tried knocking several times, but I couldn't bring myself to. What if she gets angry? Why was I even doing this? She would see this as an attempt to get her attention, wouldn't she? Wait… wasn't it?Just as my mind puzzled itself with burning questions, Evelyn opened the door and gazed blankly at me. She bit her lower lip for a split second and all I could think of was taking a picture of her. “You don't plan to spend a year here, do you?” Evelyn asked, taking her gaze to the ground. “Yeah, I have been watching you stand here for over ten minutes now.”“Uh …I—”She cut in. “Come in.”Evelyn ushered me to the living room and there I saw Lucas sitting with a worried expression. He gave me that look that made me believe that Evelyn wasn't going to allow him to go anywhere with me. Or s
DAMON Another day came and I was still going with this teenager's plan. Couldn't say why exactly I agreed to help Lucas, but I was sure boredom played a major role. At least, this sort of promised a little bit of adventure because it was so silly and random. “So you're paying for the flights?” Tilda asked, already knowing what the answer would be. “You are rich and bad with money, so you won't have a problem paying, will you?”“I don't mind paying, your Royal Highness," I taunted her, Mason joining me laughing at her for no solid reason.Tilda was a tough character and it was fun having her around. Really, it was. Also, she was a little too mature for her age, but that wasn't why I envied her even though she was younger than me. The thing was, Tilda had a very strong personality and it was hard to see her let anyone impose their thoughts or beliefs on her. She was only a teen, but everyone knew this already. Any other girl, whether werewolf or human, that was almost molested would
DAMON Okay, this was, perhaps, the craziest thing I had ever considered doing. And for more than just one reason. Lucas came to me just after I had finished working out. He seemed a little nervous and I wondered why because he wasn't this way. At least I haven't seen him act this way. Turns out he wanted me to take him to the mental facility where Rugatha, some crazy witch who left town about four years ago, was kept. What made this very crazy was that I was considering doing this. Yes, I was. In fact, I had already started thinking about how we would book flight tickets to get to the state where the facility was located. Damn. This was what falling in love had led me to. Isn't this emotional blackmail? I asked myself. Nah, I don't think so. The kid just needed help and his mother didn't want him to become a vampire. Which was either very selfish or very thoughtful of her. No one said it couldn't be both. “What if your mother has her reasons?” I asked him. “I wouldn't want to pu
LUCAS You know that thing people say? What's it again? Yeah, I remember. They say something like, “the darkest hour is just before dawn”. Uhm . . . I'm not sure that applies to everyone's life. Sometimes it's just dark and it gets darker and there's never any promise of seeing light. just seems to never come. That's pretty much how I felt at the moment. I had searched for this Lunarry spell and no one knew what it was, or if it even exists anymore. What does that mean for me? Should I give up already?“I made your favourite meal,” Mum said as she finished setting up the table for dinner. “You are going to love this, Luke.”Geez. She still treated me like a little boy. If I coughed, she would quickly get me some water and then embrace me. Yeah, it is that bad, especially when she did this in public. Whenever I complained she would tell me that I was all she had. Whenever I complained about being treated like a kid, she would say, “You will always be my little Luke”. I'm sure I was f
LUCAS “Dammit,” I yelled out in frustration. And tiredness too. I had spent the last two days searching for this spell and no one could help me find it. Hell, half the witches I asked didn't even know what it was. At this rate, Mum was going to hear about it because I had asked way too many people. I was desperate now.The spell Max talked about was called the Lunarry spell. It was a spell meant for breaking magical bonds, not specific to the bracelet, and from the study, I had just done on it, if I got the spell, my problem would be solved. The only issue was that Max was lying. Yeah, she knew the name of the spell and that it could help me, but what she didn't tell me was that the spell wasn't in the whole of Woodhidge. If it wasn't in Woodhidge then perhaps it didn't even exist. Where else could it be? I tried calling George but he seemed to be very busy with his girlfriend. Man, I know this wasn't his to worry about, but it wouldn't hurt to have a friend helping you out. When