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Noah.

The sky was bleeding violet when I knocked on her door. I don’t know why I was here exactly. I told myself I was just returning the scarf she had dropped while passing by my house last week. That was a lie. I could have dropped it in her mailbox or left it on her porch. But here I was, standing in the rain like a fool.

She opened the door with a smile. “You again.”

“I had something of yours,” I said, holding the scarf out.

She looked at it like she barely remembered it, then waved me inside. “You’re wet. Come in before you catch something.”

I don’t catch anything. Not the cold, not the flu, not even a break. But I stepped in anyway. The warmth hit me first, then the scent of cinnamon, citrus, old wood and candle wax. It smelled like comfort. It smelled like her.

“Tea?” she asked.

I nodded. She moved into the small kitchen, and I watched her from the doorway. She had this rhythmic way of moving. I used to walk like that after the war. After her.

I didn’t sit until she handed m
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    38Isabella. The blinking cursor on my laptop screen might as well have been laughing at me.It had been blinking for thirty-two minutes. I knew this because I had set a timer. Not because I was being productive, but because I thought the ticking would pressure my brain into doing something useful. It didn’t. It only made me more aware of every second that passed without a single new word on the page.There were already twenty-three drafts of this chapter. None of them worked.I’d written my main character, let’s call her Elise for now, into a scene with a love interest who resembled Noah far too much. I kept trying to make her walk away from him. She wasn’t supposed to fall for him, not yet. Maybe not at all. But every time I wrote the scene, she turned around. She stayed. She leaned in. She touched his face.And then I stopped writing, because I didn’t know what she’d say next.It was infuriating.I pushed the laptop away and stood up, pacing the room in socks and one of Noah’s old

  • A Vampiric Kiss    37

    E37Sienna. “You really think I was gone?” An amused voice rang across the forest and I sighed, getting up slowly and turned.And there he was, leaning casually against a birch tree. His eyes sparkled in amusement. Of course, Issac wasn’t the type to back down from a fight so easily.I pointed two fingers at him, my other hand still half-raised at my side. “Back off.”His brows lifted. “Is that an apothecary stance? Looks more like you’re about to hex me into a frog.”“I’d need more herbs for that,” I said flatly. “But I could give you a rash that lasts weeks.”He smiled, which somehow made him look younger. And hotter. Unfortunately.“Not here to hurt you,” he said, stepping away from the tree. “Just curious.”I didn’t lower my hand. “That’s not comforting.”“Didn’t think it would be. You’re not exactly the trusting type.”He walked a slow circle around the clearing, careful not to get too close.“Let me guess, you like poking sleeping things with sticks just to see what happens?”

  • A Vampiric Kiss    36

    H36Sienna. Some mornings feel heavier than others. Not in a gloomy, apocalyptic way, but just in the way your body drags a little, like your soul hit the snooze button too many times. That was me today, wrapped in an old linen robe, staring at the same three chipped mugs in my cupboard and trying to remember why I ever bothered buying peppermint tea in bulk.I ended up grabbing the strongest coffee I had, dumping two spoonfuls into a chipped clay cup, and leaning against the counter while it brewed. My eyes wandered to the window, where the forest edge hummed. The sky was slate gray again. Monsoon was teasing, hiding in the clouds like a bratty child who hadn’t decided whether to show up or not.The shop was quiet, for once. No lost travelers, no moon-sick teenagers asking for calming oils, no Isaac.Thank every elemental spirit for that.I lit a little rosemary and mugwort at the threshold anyway, just for peace of mind. And maybe because he’d been popping up more than necessary. N

  • A Vampiric Kiss    35

    35Noah. The rain hadn’t let up for hours. It beat against the windows like it was trying to get in. I stood with one hand pressed to the glass, watching the trees sway under the weight of the monsoon.Behind me, the old wooden floor creaked. I didn’t turn.“Still doing your brooding-by-the-window act?” Isaac’s voice, smooth as ever, filtered across the room. “Should I applaud?”“You’re early,” I said, keeping my eyes on the trees.“I missed our quality time.”He always knew how to press a nerve without sounding like he was trying. I could hear the rustle of his coat as he moved closer. He probably had that smug look on his face, the one that made people want to slap him or fall in love with him. Sometimes both.“He knows where we are,” Isaac said, like he was commenting on the weather.I closed my eyes for half a second. “Of course he does.”“And you’re just going to let that sit while he could be planning our very demise right now?” He came up beside me, leaning his shoulder agains

  • A Vampiric Kiss    34

    Y34Sienna.I was in the apothecary when the rain started. One minute I was organizing jars, and yes, alphabetically, and the next, the forest outside was thrumming with wet sound.I pressed my forehead to the glass and sighed. “Well, that’s dramatic.”I wasn’t particularly worried. Rain made everything smell sharper and earthier. If you stood still long enough, you could almost hear the roots drinking. Still, there was some kind of mischief in the air today.Which, naturally, made me think of Isabella.The girl had been too quiet lately. And by quiet, I mean not texting me dumb memes or calling to ask what herbs help with heartbreak while pretending it was “for a friend.” I knew better.So, I grabbed a bottle of red wine from under the counter, strictly for medicinal purposes, and locked up the shop.***Isabella’s cottage was glowing soft yellow through the trees when I reached it. I could already hear the gentle thrum of a playlist inside, something moody and lyric-heavy, because

  • A Vampiric Kiss    33

    33Isabella. The weather today was gloomy and grey and humid. I was already annoyed before I stepped into the marketplace, and that was before I saw Isaac leaning against the bakery stall like he owned the damn street.He spotted me instantly, like he’d been waiting for me. Of course he had.“Sunshine,” he greeted, his dumples all out. “You’re glowing today. Is that… irritation?”“Isaac,” I said tightly. I really wasn’t in the mood for social interaction today. “Shouldn’t you be doing whatever it is you find fascinating?”He smirked and walked beside me, hands casually in his pockets, like we were friends. “I’ve decided I like the fresh air. And you, apparently. You’re so interesting when you’re trying not to stab someone.”“I’m not trying not to stab someone,” I replied, keeping my eyes forward. “I’m seriously considering it.”“Careful,” he said, grinning. “You’re starting to sound like me.”That made me stop. “Is that your goal? To irritate me until I become some warped version of

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