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My Bloody Teacher Chapter 62: Who is my mate
A vampire woman with long black hair and a white dress entered the stage. “Silence!” She hushed the crowd. She said it in a normal tone but her voice boomed through the ballroom, demanding attention. “Another one of us has found their blood mate.” She continued and whispers went through the crowd. I stared at Alex and he looked back at me, not breaking eye contact. He was wearing a dark blue suit and his light brown hair was styled back. He stepped closer to me, running his fingers over my neck in front of the crowd. Shivers ran down my body. “It is Alexander Hudson who has found his mate, one of the contenders to take over the crown.” The woman said and gasps ran through the crowd. I looked up, finding everybody staring at us. I still couldn't locate Damon. Where was he? The crowd started to blur in front of me and it was the tears in my eyes that caused it. I blinked them away. Logan and Kenna stared at me and I pleaded with them in my mind. They looked from me to Jane with terrif
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 62: Stand still and don't talk
All I felt was despair as Alex turned me towards him, grabbed the back of my neck and pushed his lips onto mine. Disgust filled me and I tried to push him away but I couldn't. My body was frozen. All I could do was stand there as Alex forcefully pulled me against him. His lips moved against mine and his other hand encircled my waist painfully tight. He pulled his face back and looked at me. He gave me another feather light kiss. I stared into his eyes, making my feelings very obvious. “You can't fight me any longer, my dear toy. Nobody will ever be able to save you now.” He whispered very softly. That was right before the doors of the ballroom blasted open with a loud Bang. The entire crowd, including me and Alex, turned towards the source of the sound. Damon. Damon stood in the door opening, two knives protruding from his chest. Blood covered his chest, dripping on the ballroom floor. There was a head wound on the side of his face. Keddrick and two other guys were next to him. The
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 63: My knife
I was blasted by memories. Memories of my father when I was a little girl. Six years of my life clicked back into the empty spaces of my head. Making sandcastles on the beach, baking pies, walking the dog, moving house, brushing my teeth with music playing in the background, singing songs in the car, playing in the playground and watching movies on the couch till I fell asleep. All the memories that I made with the man in front of me who still looked exactly the same.I looked at Michael with pain in my eyes. But then other memories surfaced, memories that I made with Alex. Things he had done to me, he had shown me. All lies and deceit.“I'm going to ask you again. Is Alexander Hudson your blood mate?” My father asked me but before my lips opened, a hand snaked around my neck and pulled me backwards. A snarl left Michael but Alex took me back further. A sharp tip touched my side and pierced my dress. A gasp left me and I tried to get away but Alex held me tighter.“One wrong move and
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 64: A new power is awakened
“Did he touch you?”Damon asked in a whisper. I looked up into his eyes. He waited again for my answer. I hesitated again, giving him an answer.The fire in the fireplace suddenly exploded, raining ash everywhere. Jane screamed and ducked down, protecting her face and body from the heat. Michael turned to the fireplace in alarm but then looked at Damon again with big eyes. Damon still looked at me with his fingers on my face, a stone expression on his face and not fazed by the fire behind him. He stared into my eyes. Michael stepped forward, touching his shoulder. His hand suddenly lit on fire and he let out a scream and released Damon in an instant. “Damon! Control yourself!” Michael shouted, looking around at the spreading flames.“What is happening!?” I asked no one in particular. I didn't think I would get an answer from Damon, he looked far away in his mind.Michael looked dumbfounded for a moment. He looked at me, where his fingers touched my skin and his mouth opened to answer m
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 65: Logan
We heard Logan screaming from the upper floor. I bolted down the stairs towards his pained screams but before I could open the door, Damon grabbed my wrist and held me back. “Tris. You don't want to see this. Don't go in.” He said to me.“You're joking right? Of course I'm going in.” I said stubbornly and I went inside with Jane and Kenna by my side.In the corner, laying flat on his back, lay a screaming Logan. Screams full of pain, terror and agony. “Logan.” I said but he didn't hear us and the screaming continued. Tears sprang into my eyes. Kenna started sobbing and Jane just stared at him with fear.“Logan,” I said again and I walked towards him, ignoring Damon's protests. I knelt beside him and put my hand on his arm. Heat penetrated through his shirt. “He's burning.” I said as a statement but nobody came forward to help. “What can we do?” I asked the group as I turned my head around. Damon, Keddrick and who I thought was Emrys stood by the door, looking at Logan with hooded face
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 1: Introduction
“F*ck it, I'm not going,” I whispered to my reflection in the mirror as I took in my frizzy hair, new zit on my forehead and the two new stains that mysteriously appeared on the shirt I was going to wear today. Lie to me by Tate McRae was playing in the background and my head was bopping to the music. Maybe I should just call in sick and try again tomorrow. I scratched the scar on the back of my neck and I frowned as I thought I have no choice but to go today, it's the first day of the second year of university. By not showing up on the first day you won't have a good track record for the rest of the year.I knew my hair was a risk, with wavy hear you never know if the next day will be a good hair day. Of course the hair gods didn't bless me today with shiny, curly and smooth hair even though it sat badass right before going to bed yesterday. While I grabbed the brush to just brush the half-curls out and put it in a bun or pony tail, my phone blared the alarm, signalling the end of my
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 2: First lessons
As we all gathered together, the school bell rang. That's it. End of summer holiday. As an united front, we walked into the school to our classes. Me, Kenna and Logan, being in the same class, said goodbye to Rose and James and went to our lessons. Jane was supposed to be with us although I was not surprised she wasn't here, she loved to sleep in and didn't mind skipping school for a few extra hours in her bed. First up, social class. In this class we were being prepared for emotions of people, anger management, delivering bad news and how to calm people down. The class I hated. Emotions are not for me, especially when strangers start shouting at me. I rather just walk away than engage with them. Luckily the teacher kept it short with an introduction class. Watching videos, explaining what to expect for rest of the year and getting to know each other. Logan was nodding off against my shoulder, using me as a pillow. Kenna sat on the other side of me and was texting James. “Why don't
My Bloody Teacher Chapter 3: Meeting him
“Guys, did you hear we have a new school coordinator? I hear he's super hot.” Kylee said to us, who stood just behind us. We turned around and greeted her and her friends. Kylee and her friends were considered the mean girls of the school. But since there was no beef or drama between us, we were alright with them. “I heard that he's going to introduce himself in our class today,” Hailee said, who stood next to Kylee. “He's only 28, how he got the job as school coordinator is beyond me, but if he's as hot as they say he is, I won't mind faking an illness to spend some time with him.” Kylee said laughingly. Her fiends laughed at that and I rolled my eyes at Jane and Kenna. “What's his name?” I asked. ''Damon, which is like the sexiest name ever.” Hailee answered. The door of the classroom opened and our teacher, Ms. Melissa called us in. We called her by her first name to get more comfortable in the classes, but put Miss before her name, because we were adapting to the British and Iri
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