"What do you mean by the last time I was here?", I repeated, my voice sounding brittle to my ears. Elda kept silent, looking round the room for imaginary signs of dust."I asked a question", I bit off. "What do you mean by the last time I was here?""Have I been here before?"In all honesty, I considered being less harsh, seeing as Elda looked like she wanted to cry but I had to. I needed to know if Jacob had taken my memories again."Elda", I sighed. "I just need to know""There's nothing to know from my end, miss", Elda responded wearily. "It was a slip of my tongue"."It wasn't", I argued, beginning to feel frustrated. "And stop talking to me like I'm a child""I'm very sorry, Miss"."Oh come on now", A voice sounded, the accent unrecognizable as the door swung open, revealing Sydney in an all black garb, her pose relaxed and yet still daunting."Why are you shouting at poor Elda?"I glared at her, "Where is Jacob?".Sydney's silver eyes gleamed, "Just because I act nice, it does
The dreams didn't stop, it only became more vivid.Jacob took my left nipple in his mouth, his hand kneading the other breast as I groaned in pleasure, my body arching even as his other hand held me to the bed.Tweaking, nipping and kneading, he hadn't even touched me and I was one second away from release.A knock sounded in my dreams, the sound of the door rattling, shattering my sexual haze.The knock sounded again, more insistent this time and I opened my eyes to the sun light streaming in from my bedroom window. I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my eyes as the knock sounded for the third time."I'm coming", I muttered, moving to the door to unlock it. I hadn't even known when I had locked it.Kane stood on the other side of the door, his smile spreading from one corner of his mouth to the other."So, Connor?", He asked as his eyebrows wiggled, he stepped in, closing the door behind him as I fell back into the bed, hugging my pillow.I hadn't told any of them what had happened af
The bots made another move three days later, on an early Saturday morning they locked on their targets, invading the house of two of the top council members on the vampire side holding hostages and threatening to kill them as they went live.They had declared war.They hacked into every audio source just like how they had done the last time, connecting to everyone through their phones, televisions, even smart watches.Lanie and I sat in her parlor with her mum and her twin , our eyes glued to the television as the bots rounded up the vampires from each house in one place."Why aren't they doing anything?", Luther shouted at the television, his voice coated in frustration. "I thought the vampires had the advantage of being faster and shit, what's going on here?""Something's not right", I whispered, and all eyes turned to me."See", I pointed to the television, "Their eyes are all going to something in the corner there.""Something that's giving them this look of disbelief and fear"."
"What?", I stuttered after a moment of being tongue tied."I believe you aren't hard of hearing", Jacob drawled, his words dripping in a hard tone and undiluted sarcasm.My eyes narrowed into slits as my desire turned into hot anger, "You have an army of men at your disposal. What do you need me for?""The dry company", Jacob mumbled in a dry tone."What?", I asked. "I resigned", I enunciated, "in case you've forgotten"."Or do you need me to help you look up the word, 'resignation'?""You can't lie and your jokes are stale", Jacob countered, his eyes lighting up as he smirked. My heart skipped a bit as my eyes widened. I felt like I was talking to Vanir or Vanir was talking to me. Anyway, Jacob had showed a bit of him. Or I was just imagining things again."If you have no other thing to say to me, please unlock the door and let me out", I said calmly, clenching my hands by the sides of my legs."I have plenty to say to you", Jacob responded, his velvet voice reaching out huskily to
"What?", I stuttered after a moment of being tongue tied."I believe you aren't hard of hearing", Jacob drawled, his words dripping in a hard tone and undiluted sarcasm.My eyes narrowed into slits as my desire turned into hot anger, "You have an army of men at your disposal. What do you need me for?""The dry company", Jacob mumbled in a dry tone."What?", I asked. "I resigned", I enunciated, "in case you've forgotten"."Or do you need me to help you look up the word, 'resignation'?""You can't lie and your jokes are stale", Jacob countered, his eyes lighting up as he smirked. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes widened. I felt like I was talking to Vanir or Vanir was talking to me.Anyway, Jacob had shown a bit of him. Or I was just imagining things again."If you have no other thing to say to me, please unlock the door and let me out", I said calmly, clenching my hands by the sides of my legs."I have plenty to say to you", Jacob responded, his velvet voice reaching out huskily t
We stayed silent for a while as we wound down the streets of Moon City, the night life shown in the bar lights streaming through the skies."What is the blade that he was talking about?", I asked after a while of silence. "The blade is an ancient weapon that can be used to kill young vampires", Jacob responded, his eyes focused on the road, his hands relaxed on the steering wheel."Young vampires?", I pondered. Did he mean people like Kane?"Do you mean newly turned?", I asked. "The ones that just underwent the change?""Yes", Jacob answered briskly. "The blade is formed from the tiger's eye and the red jasper"What now? I stared at him, my eyes narrowed in confusion.Feeling my eyes on him, Jacob turned to me, "The tiger's eye and red jasper are stones. Dangerous stones in the right mix can kill an average vampire, not to mention a youngin"."The bullet", I recalled from the auction, the auction of the bots. "That's what they meant by they want to make a killing bullet"."Yes, with
I watched the time tick by, anxiously waiting for my shift to end so I could prepare to meet my father. First I was going to drill him with questions. One question had been pounding through my head since I had called him this morning. The why.Then I was going to ask him to hand me the money back, at least the hundred thousand dollars that he had ran away with.What if he didn't hand me the money back? He obviously wasn't going to.What was I going to do then? I needed some kind of leverage over himA recording? I thought, pondering over it as I chewed on my lip, staring into space. The bar was empty, so I had all the time to muse over my own thoughts and not get fired.A recording could work but that meant I had to ask self incriminating questions that could be used as evidence."Hey pretty girl", a voice called, snapping me out of my head.I looked up, finding gleaming brown eyes boring into mine. Michael?"A penny for your thoughts?", He asked, smiling shyly and I rolled my eye
I stood with excruciating pain, my bones groaning as I righted myself, mentally searching my body for any signs of bruises. Grunting in pain as I flexed my hips, trying to hold back my tears as I moved one leg in front of the other testily. I walked on, the empty streets and chill late October air as my only company. I spotted the food mart, its billboard light shining out like a beacon as I noted that I was on my street. He had thrown me out on my street. I braced myself, putting one foot in front of the other, willing my body to move and trying not to assess what had just happened until I was in the comfort of my home and my bed.But my thoughts got the better of meI was done for, I was totally done for. Jacob won. My dad won. I was now Jacob's to deal with as he pleases and I knew the disaster brimming at the end would be far greater than I was encompassing right now.I had no other way out.In all context, I was the one that had stolen the money, with all the documents sign