FAZER LOGINChapter 72: Curiosity in the QuietThe suite was dark and peaceful, the only light coming from the soft glow of the bathroom door that Elara had left slightly ajar. Nico stirred awake slowly, the thick comforter still warm around him. For a moment he just lay there, blinking up at the ceiling, trying to orient himself in this unfamiliar luxury.The bond hummed gently in his chest — warm, golden, steady.He turned his head toward the bathroom.The sound of running water had stopped. Now there was only the faint, soothing bubble of a bath and the occasional soft splash.Curiosity pulled at him.He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and padded quietly toward the open door.Elara was in the oversized luxury tub — bubbles piled high around her, steam rising gently. Her dark hair was pinned up loosely, a few strands clinging to her damp neck and shoulders. The crimson tank top she’d worn earlier was folded neatly on the counter. She leaned back against the tub’s edge, eyes closed, loo
Chapter 71: Cali-Tex ConnectThe Chevy hummed steadily along the interstate as they crossed the California border, leaving the Pacific behind and heading east toward the long stretch of desert and eventually Texas. The sun was climbing higher, casting warm light across the dashboard. Elara had the windows cracked just enough for the wind to whip through, carrying the dry scent of sagebrush and distant mountains.Nico sat in the passenger seat, fingers still laced with Elara’s free hand. The golden bond between them continued to send gentle waves of warmth through his body — comforting, steady, like an anchor in the fog of missing memories.He stared out the window for a long moment, watching the landscape blur past, before finally speaking.“How did we meet?” he asked quietly. “And… what did I miss this last year? I feel like there’s this whole chunk of my life that’s just… gone.”Elara glanced over at him — her gold eyes soft but serious. She gave his hand a gentle squeeze before ans
Chapter 70: The CallDarius Welch stood in the shadow of the academy’s main entrance, suitcase in hand, the sleek black limo of his father idling at the curb. The morning sun glinted off the polished chrome, but his mood was anything but bright.He scrolled through the Daily Fang feed one last time before leaving.There it was — the top post, timestamped just minutes ago.**#QueensOfChaos** **Live:** Nico Black pulls Elara Voss into a deep, passionate kiss in the academy lobby as they leave for break. No hesitation. No shame. The bond is clearly still burning hot. #NicoElara #BludHeavenThe photo was crystal clear: Nico’s hands on Elara’s waist, her body pressed against his, the kiss raw and undeniable.Darius’s jaw clenched so hard it ached.He climbed into the back of the limo, slammed the door, and immediately pulled out his encrypted phone.The call connected on the second ring.A smooth, professional voice answered.“Mr. Welch.”“You failed,” Darius said, voice ice-cold. “Eithe
Chapter 69: The Secret Group ChatElara sat on the edge of the bed, phone in hand, while Nico dozed beside her. His breathing had finally evened out—deep and steady—but every now and then his brow would furrow, as if his sleeping mind was still fighting the fog left by the drug.She opened the burner phone and the private group chat labeled **No Spectacle**.Her thumbs hovered for a moment, then began typing.**Elara:** He’s awake. He doesn’t remember anything from the academy. Not the classes. Not the dance. Not any of us. The last thing he remembers is being homeless — sleeping on wet cardboard in an abandoned garage after eating a spoiled sandwich. Over a year ago.She paused, throat tight, then continued.**Elara:** If it weren’t for the fated Bloodmate bond between him and me, they might have succeeded. The drug could have wiped everything. But the bond protected the core of it. He feels safe with me. He trusts me even though his mind doesn’t remember why. I’m goi
Chapter 68: Slow RecoveryNico sat on the edge of the massive bed in Elara’s suite, the silky black sheets cool against his palms. His head still pounded like a drum, and every bruise on his ribs and face throbbed in time with his heartbeat. The room felt too luxurious—too clean, too warm, too safe—to be real.He remembered BludHeaven Academy. He remembered the rumors about it accepting scholarship students every year—humans trying to integrate with vampires post-Accords. But he didn’t remember applying. He didn’t remember getting accepted. He didn’t remember walking through those gates.And now this girl—Elara—was sitting across from him in an armchair, Stetson tilted low, gold eyes watching him with a mix of tenderness and barely contained pain.She had just told him they were blood bonded. That he was in a relationship with her… and three other girls.The words landed like ice water down his spine.He shifted uncomfortably, hands gripping the edge of the mattress.“I… I d
Chapter 67: InceptexThe warehouse smelled of rust, salt, and old oil. Nico hung limp from the steel support beam—wrists and ankles chained with silver-infused cuffs that burned against his skin, blindfold tight over his eyes, mouth gagged with rough cloth. His body ached—ribs bruised, head throbbing from the earlier beating, golden blood still trickling slowly from a split lip onto the concrete floor.He was drained. Exhausted. But conscious.He heard the door creak open—heavy boots, multiple sets. Then a new voice—smooth, professional, with a faint European accent.The lead thug spoke first—low, gruff.“You’re late.”The newcomer chuckled—calm, confident.“Traffic. And I don’t like rushing premium product.”A metallic click—something heavy placed on a table.Nico strained to listen—heart pounding.The mysterious man continued.“Four cylinders. Inceptex. Experimental. Brand new. One dose erases the last year memories. Clean. No trace. No side effects if dosed correctly. Perfect f
Chapter 58: Gold BloodThe last week before the Academy shut down for a month-long break felt like walking a tightrope. Classes were winding down, the halls buzzed with end-of-term energy, but underneath it all was the quiet certainty that everything was about to change. The queens loved me—deeply,
Chapter 57: The Board's CompromiseThe dance had ended in a blaze of flashbulbs and trending hashtags—#QueensOfChaos and #NicoExposed still climbing into the early hours—but the real battle was fought in the sealed chamber beneath the central tower at 2:17 a.m. Monday night (technically Tuesday mor
Chapter 56: First Blood The grand ballroom was alive with the low thrum of music and the rustle of silk and leather. Crimson chandeliers cast shifting shadows across the dance floor; couples moved in slow, predatory circles while others clustered at the obsidian tables, trays of blood-infused cock
Chapter 55: Monday – The DanceMonday morning arrived soft and golden through the tinted windows of Elara’s suite. The rebel base had become their sanctuary over the weekend—sheets changed, clothes scattered, the faint scent of cedar and skin still lingering in the air.Liora woke first—warm, langu







