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2025-01-14 13:29:05I walked into the house and was immediately greeted by my older brother Alex or as I like to call him alley-cat" (a name he isn't very fond of, but it's his name because I gave it to him ha-ha). He was waiting for me to get home, I realized as I tried to bypass him and get to my room. Of course, he cut me off. "Yes, alley-cat?"
"You know I hate it when you call me that!—Who drove you home, for that matter, where were you?!" "You were spying on me?!" "I happened to be sitting by the window when you pulled up, incidentally that was three hours ago. By the look on your face you have no clue that it's about two in the morning which also means it was a guy and not your best-friend Jade." "Well, it's late, I better go to bed" as I moved past him to my room and locked the door so he couldn't ask me any more questions. When I was finally in bed, my cell phone rang—it was Jade, however I didn't really feel like dishing the details so I let it go to voicemail. My cell went off again "Damn it what does a girl have to do to get some sleep around here?" Thankfully not only was it just a text, it was a text from vampire boy. The text read: "I know its l8 I wanna wish u sweet dreams. Q, can I c u 2morrow?" I sent a text back: "like a real d8 er wut?" I enjoyed talking to him, not even a minute passed when my phone chirped in: "a real d8 dinner & movie mayb? Quiet place get 2 know each other maybe more? 😊" I sent a text back saying yes and went to sleep in my majorly comfortable bed. The next morning, I did my usual thing, okay so maybe it wasn't really morning seeing as it was 1:30 in the afternoon. Still counts right? I'm not much of a morning person. After I went and took my shower (the shortest shower of my life ha-ha) and dressed, went downstairs had an unconventional first meal of the day: white chocolate raspberry yogurt with yummy Keebler sandwich crackers and to wash it all down grape-flavored seltzer water. Of course Alex waltz's in with that look he gets when I spend time with anyone of the opposite sex. "Who was he" Where did you meet him? How old is he?" I was right; it's a grilling; Alex is so predictable. "His name is Tristan, Chicago; by chance, that was where I was all yesterday. As for his age, I have no clue. Must we go through this every time you see me with a guy?" The doorbell rang (saving me) and I ran to get the door, all the same my excitement had dwindled when it was Jade at the door; not that I'm not happy to see her, its just—not well—Tristan. Can he even walk in daylight? I'll have to ask him.
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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
First Bite Fourteen
The mirror stopped smiling first. Autumn shattered it anyway.The council met at midnight, deep beneath a hollowed-out basilica carved into the earth. Pillars wrapped in ivy framed a long obsidian table. Around it sat the supernatural elite—witches, vampires, spiritwalkers, and those who had survived too many blood moons. Autumn entered last, her pendant glowing. She felt their eyes on her, weighing her, testing the limits of what she had become. Tristan was at her side. Jade and Dominic sat across the chamber, both pale and serious. Jade’s power pulsed in waves, laced with something new—panic barely contained by bone.Autumn spoke first. “I saw Mara.”Whispers erupted. One of the elders, an albino vampire with no eyes, leaned forward. “The Hollow is waking.”“She tried to pull me under,” Autumn said. “She’s inside the veil.”“No,” Jade said softly. “She’s beneath it.”That silenced the room.“What does she want?” asked Dominic.Autumn’s voice barely rose. “Me.”---Later, in the quie
First Bite Thirteen
The heavy side doors of the cathedral crashed open, allowing Autumn to surge into the bitter cold of the night. Her breath emerged in sharp, frosty clouds, each exhale crisp in the frigid air. Just behind her, Tristan raced to keep up.“Autumn—wait!” he called, his voice laced with urgency.She whirled around to face him, fury and betrayal sparking in her hazel eyes. “You knew!”“I didn’t agree to the announcement,” he replied, his tone defensive.“But you knew they would do it!” She shouted, her words reverberating off the stone walls of the empty lot, starkly contrasting the stillness around them. “You let them bind me to you without my consent!”Tristan clenched his jaw, frustration etched across his features. “The bond was already there. They only made it visible.”“That doesn’t make it right!” she retorted, anger coursing through her veins.An oppressive silence hung heavy in the air, thick with a mix of power and panic. Suddenly, a sinister whisper curled out of the shadows: “Ru
First Bite Twelve
The invitation arrived bound in black silk and sealed with crimson wax, featuring a symbol stamped into it: a crescent moon caught in a serpent’s coils. Autumn's name was elegantly inscribed in silver ink. There was no return address, no sender.Tristan stared at it, as if it might explode.“You’re not going,” he said firmly.Autumn arched an eyebrow. “That’s not your decision to make.”He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose. “Autumn… this is Jaiden’s seal.”She paused for a moment. “Then I absolutely have to go.”---The masquerade took place in an abandoned cathedral outside Chicago, now restored to haunting opulence. Candles floated mid-air, and crimson velvet draped the walls. A slow, ancient waltz pulsed through the space like a heartbeat.Autumn entered alone.Her mask was silver with veined onyx lace, and her gown—a deep emerald satin—hugged her curves as if it had been tailored for seduction. Beneath her collarbone, her pendant pulsed.Minutes later, Tristan en
First Bite Eleven
The Mirabella Estate loomed before her, a grand relic of a bygone era, its timeworn stones draped in thick, clinging ivy and shadowed by the encroaching dusk. Through the dimly-lit windows, flickering amber light emitted an eerie warmth, but behind the glass lay secrets that pulsed with an ancient energy, concealed from the world outside.Autumn stood frozen at the wrought iron gate, her fingers curling around the chilled metal, feeling both the weight of its history and the frigid air of the approaching night. Beside her, Tristan remained silent, his presence a solid wall of unease. His discomfort was palpable—she could sense it in the stiff tension of his jaw and the protective brush of his hand against the small of her back, as if he were prepared to whisk her away at a moment’s notice should anything go awry.“It’s just a house,” she murmured, attempting to dispel the growing anxiety that settled like a heavy fog around her.“It’s never just a house when it remembers blood,” Trist
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