All Chapters of The last Witch: fulfilling the annihilation of vampires prop: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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James sat in the cozy cushion by the fireplace, holding a mug of coffee and a newspaper. He flipped through the pages, scanning the headlines and skimming the articles. It was his routine to check the night publication because it contained every news that happened that day. He had always seen that as the reason why it was twice the pages of a usual newspaper. He began to flip the newspaper all over again, when he opened to the second page and he is hooked by the headline; APPOINTMENT OF A NEW SECRETARY IN LIGHTWOOD. He hadn't seen this as he was flipping through the first time, that was the thing with flipping, sometimes you miss an important information. He turned to the next page and he meets another headline related to the the one in the second page. "Lazy journalist" he mused, "why repeat a news twice in a single paper?" Then he realized it must have been an important news.It read, "THE MAYOR APPOINTS A NEW SECRETARY."He wondered what would have led to the appointment of a ne

The sun was rising over the dense forest as James, Lorraine and Kayla came down from their car, dressed in workout clothes, and made their way through the narrow paths. The sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling under their feet filled the air as they trekked deeper into the woods.As they arrived at a clearing, James began to set up the training equipment while Lorraine offered to help, while Kayla stood, uninterested in whatever they were doing. Kayla had followed them because she had noticed how Lorraine looked at James in the meeting the day she was introduced. There was no way she'd let Lorraine create a place for herself in James' mind before her. After Sasha's death, she had promised herself that James would be hers or nobody else's. So Lorraine was a hotspot she didn't want James' WiFi to connect with. This, she was going to make sure of. She remembered when David had told her to get closer to his brother and make him forget Sasha, she had thought it would be easy, that

James began to explain everything that had happened to his grandmother starting from how he had saved Lorraine from the vampires in the woods down to how she had slumped and injured her ankle, he emphasized on how she had healed instantly. He clarified to Ma that Lorraine was neither a nightwalker nor was she a werewolf because he had used a wolf bane on her to see if she was a wolf, to his amusement, it had not affected her in even the slightest way.Ma stood there, her eyes widened in excitement as she found everything her grandson had said weird. She of all people would have known if witches were able to heal by themselves, like vampires and lycanthropes do. She has not only learned about supernatural beings in books but have been opportuned to befriend some of them and had gathered enough knowledge to know the features each creature displayed. Healing on the spot was not something the witches did.Ma carried the vase she was standing close to away from the sunlight. She turned to J

Abigail walked confidently into the mayor's office, her short casual gown swaying slightly with each step. She reminisced about everything that had happened last night. Her mind dwelled on her time with Samuel. He was not really the best man there is. As a human, she'd have dreaded him. But as a vampire, she loved the way he treated her, quite too rough for a human, the kisses… she shook her head to get the thoughts off.As she entered, she noticed the mayor sitting behind his desk, completely engrossed in the steaming mug of coffee he held in his hand. She took a deep breath, adjusted her dress and prepared herself to speak with him."Good morning, Sir," Abigail said in a clear and formal tone, addressing the mayor respectfully. Despite the casualness of her attire, she exuded an air of confidence and poise. The mayor looked up from his mug, his expression serious as he took in the sight of the young woman before him. Abigail held his gaze, unflinched."Good morning, darling. You'v