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Second Sight

Author: Jordana Faye
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-20 10:26:22

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

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  • First Bite   A Name in Fire

    The flames didn’t crackle with life; instead, they hissed and spitted, reminiscent of a serpent coiled in menace, warning any who dared intrude into its lethal domain.Autumn found herself standing amidst a grove engulfed by a relentless fire, her bare feet sinking into the earth that felt as if it were alive, blistering hot and cracked like ancient pottery beneath her weight. Towering over her like watchful sentinels of a forgotten age, the trees stretched ominously skyward, their massive, gnarled forms twisted by time. Their branches, like grotesque claws, reached out hungrily into the suffocating darkness. The bark of these trees bore a haunting shade of deep crimson, reminiscent of dried blood that echoed tales of long-forgotten battles and despair. Stripped of their leaves, these ancient giants had long abandoned the whims of nature, choosing instead to flourish amid fire and sorrow.&n

  • First Bite   The Echoing

    It began with an eerie, oppressive silence. Not the kind that wrapped around her as a comfort, but rather a heavy stillness that seemed to observe her every move. Autumn stood at the precipice of the graveyard, sprawling behind the aged Mirabella Estate, her dark hair fluttering gently in the unseen breeze. With her eyes shut tight, she lifted her palms toward the heavens, feeling the crisp air fill her lungs rhythmically. The cool metal of her pendant rested against her chest, a steady weight of familiarity, while The Book of the Veilwalker lay open on an ancient stone altar before her. Its pages fluttered erratically, stirred by a wind that felt wrong, alien, as if it siphoned whispers from another realm.The ritual she was about to perform seemed straightforward: a Veil blessing meant to keep the restless spirits anchored in their eternal slumber.

  • First Bite   Second Sight

    This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

  • First Bite   Author Note

    Book one has come to end, but the story has not ended here; there is still more to come if you know where to look

  • First Bite   Epilogue

    The candlelight flickered incessantly in the meticulously drawn circle that Autumn had outlined with ash and salt, its warm glow casting dancing shadows against the worn walls of her grandmother’s ancient ritual room. Outside, the soft spring wind rustled through the newly budded branches of cherry trees, creating a gentle, melodic sound that felt almost like a whisper. Meanwhile, inside the sanctuary of her past, the Veil waited and listened with an almost sentient presence.Seated cross-legged on an intricately woven mat, Autumn surrounded herself with a collection of ancestral artifacts—delicate bones that spoke of forgotten lives, smooth stones imbued with ancient energy, vibrant feathers from elusive birds, and the softly breathing Book of the Veilwalker, its pages fluttering as if sensing the charged atmosphere. The remnants of the Hollow fire still etched traces on her skin: a faint silver burn that curled around her collarbone like a serpent, and a tattoo-like mark of dark thr

  • First Bite   Fifteen

    The estate was silent.Too silent.Not the kind of silence that comforted, but the kind that watched—breathing behind the walls, listening through the floorboards. It wasn’t absence. It was attention.Autumn descended the grand staircase, her bare feet cool against the stone. Each step echoed louder than the last, until even her breath felt like a trespass. The pendant at her throat no longer glowed. The Book—keystone of all things hidden—sat unmoving on its pedestal, closed and unreadable. Somewhere beyond the garden wall, a wind howled once and died mid-cry.The world held its breath.Tristan met her in the parlor, a shadow amid lamplight. He wore no shirt, only a dark pair of linen pants that clung to his hips like silk. His chest was bare but not unmarked—etched with ancient sigils drawn in salt and ash, a protective rite older than the bones beneath the house. He hadn't needed it in centuries.But tonight was different.“You feel it,” she said, her voice barely more than a breath

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