LOGINLorcan Judson It has been thirty minutes since I have been lurking in this damned library, yet no book interests me. There's no single book that might shed light on the past of this university. Useless!I scoff and walk, eyeing the books as if my gaze might magically bring a book that contains the desired information. “Hey!”That ominous voice! I halt. That ominous voice whose owner kissed me senseless last night. I do not want to see her. I am not prepared to face her. That's the main reason I didn't attend classes today. And now. Here we are. I let out a small sigh and turn my head to the direction of the voice. “Lorcan.” She smiles brightly- too bright for my old vampire eyes. “Looking for books?”I nod subtly. It looks like erasing memory worked quite well on her. My eyes narrow on how cheerful she looks, quite the opposite of someone whose memory is messed with. “Follow me then.” She grins and walks ahead like I am supposed to follow her. I sigh and plough after her. She i
Verena Layton “Verena, you seem so lost today.” Amara nudges my elbow, pulling me out of my daze. “Rena, you sure you're alright?” Julia grabs my elbow, stopping me. “You look pale. Did something happen yesterday?”“No.” I smile, shaking my head. “I am fine. You two are worrying too much.” I wave my hand casually, dismissing their worries.Both of them look at me like I am a rare specimen handed to a scientist. “You sure?” Both my besties say in union. “Yes, my loves.” I nod, forcing a big smile on my lips to assure them. In fact, I am ghosting them. Wrong right? But I can’t help! I have been really out of it since this morning. I woke up feeling heavy, like someone messed with my mind. Strange fragments of memories keep popping out in my mind at random times. For example, I was drinking tea when suddenly a fragment popped in my mind where…oh gosh, even remembering that makes me punch the wall out of embarrassment! So, a strange image of me kissing Lorcan wildly, as if my life de
Verena LaytonI am standing in a sunflower field. A sunflower field? Never went there before!But right now, I am in a sunflower field! I look around. Wow! I am surrounded by the gorgeous yellow flowers smiling brightly under the warm sun. Look at that! Even the butterflies are yellow. The monarch butterflies are dancing in the air like they own it. How pretty! How serene!“Verena, my love…” A familiar voice calls me. I turn on my heels, my sundress twirling. “Lorcan?!”My eyes widen as I see him smile brightly. He is dazzling like a dewdrop in sunlight on a winter morning. That slightly ruffled jet black hair makes him appear ethereal. Gosh! He is more handsome than I ever remember. His skin isn’t pale like he usually has, and his cocky mood is no longer there. He walks to me like a fallen prince. He spreads his arms, inviting me for a hug. Before I can understand, my body moves on its own, and I find myself wrapping my hands around his torso. “My love.” He kisses the top of m
Verena Layton“Yo gurl~” I coo, putting on my earbuds.. “Hehe…I knew you would be awake at this hour, Ms Layton.” Amara from the other side grins.It's almost 1 am, and here I am Facetiming with my bestie while applying nail polish on my super short nails. “Face mask now? Really?” Amara shakes her head as if I committed the greatest sin of the century.“Look who is talking.” I scoff, watching her remove her transparent facemask off her face. “That makes two of us.” She cackles, putting some moisturiser on her fingers. “Don’t let Julia catch us.” I wink at her, putting my finger on my lips. “No way.” She chuckles. “We are dead if she finds us chatting late at night.” Her voice drops to a whisper. “You better close your doors and windows and turn off the light.” I laugh, throwing my head back. “Julia doesn’t live near me, love.” “Right.” She sighs, applying moisturiser to her face. “I am in trouble then.” She acts as if she is checking around. “I mark myself as safe.”I giggle. “
Warning: Mention of killing and deathLorcan JudsonAs the night rolls on, I am standing on the roof of one of the buildings in the city. “Hmm…” I look around. Well, I am not standing on any random building, but the establishment that would give me a clear view of the dark alleys where cold crimes disappear in the darkness and vanish in the light. I see gang members lurking here and there, which doesn’t interest me even a bit. Because my prey isn’t these gangsters who think walking with a mere gun will make them predators. I guess my prey isn’t a small fish but the bigger fish in the ocean. Time to hunt in shark mode. I jump down from the building and blend with the shadows. Tch! It stinks, man! As expected for the dark alley. I walk through it. The air smells like death itself here. Suddenly, a familiar roar of laughter reaches my ear. My ears perk up. It's the bonehead. A slow smirk creeps up my lips. Time to add spice to this hunting game. Thanks to my inhumane speed, I am in
Lorcan Judson“What's up with the patch, brother?” Orlo inquires, swinging his hands as he walks beside me. “You know.” I side-glance at him, not giving him the attention he needs to poke me with his teasing. “I know.” He nods. “But I don't know why you need this.”“That stupid human did this,” I reply something which is so unlike me and is obvious as daylight. “And you're not gonna remove it?” Orlo waggles his eyebrows. “No.”“Since when do vampires need bandages to heal their wounds?” He stretches his hands like a cat and cracks his knuckles as his voice turns to the well-known teasing tone.“You little brat, do you want me to heal myself and then blow off my cover that I am a vampire?” I look at him, trying to maintain a poker face as Verena's caring face keeps pricking my mind whenever I think of my bandage. “That is the only reason for keeping that bandage on, right?” Orlo grins mischievously. “What other reason could there be?” I question back. “Who knows?” Orlo shrugs, s







