In Love With The Coldblooded

The girls in Bella's class may have found themselves totally lost in his charms. His pompadour dark jelly hair, his enchanting grey irises and his Rosy red lips that made his light brown skin unique. But Bella shove all those girlish attraction away. Choosing to digest the fact that the monster is going to be her classmate!. Her fingers trembled recalling his dangerous nature at the locker."Class, Let's welcome our new student. Arthur Middleton." Mr. Alrik grinned wrapping his hands around Arthur's shoulder. "Finally! we have a new hottie in our class." The drama Queen arose from her seat walking like a seductress towards Arthur."Just so you know. The name is Alisha, Belgrave high cheerleader." She bit her lower lip.A tiny smile spread across his lips. Bella frowned; finding his smile so superficial yet sinister. It made her worry."Okay Lisha, please return to your seat." Mr Alrik beckoned. "Now," His grip on Arthur's shoulder tightened. "I trust you'll all do well in giving him a

Rays of light, birds chirping, twigs, dry leaves, tall trees. Jeremy could feel everything. He rubbed his face against the loamy sands before he realised he was completely naked against the soil. He arose quickly to his feet with his eyes scampering around. Studying the new environment.This place was new, he thought and definitely not in Covington. Where was this place? He asked himself before his eyes fell on a lady. Standing metres away from him and dressed in an all black attire. Her long straightened hair were donning a darker shade of blue and he could smell the scent that reeked off her. His senses were operating on a whole new level. They were heightened; his nose picked scents miles away, his hearing noted even the tiniest sound, his myopic eyes could even see better!. How he arrived here, why he was naked this sunny afternoon and who this lady was greeting him with hostility, were questions that puzzled his fragile mind.The last he remembered was the excruciating pain he fa

As the police vehicle drove on a silent street of Covington, Arthur had planned various strategies in escaping from the clutches of the law. These ignorant cops were oblivious of his true nature and simply following the orders of Sheriff Cosgrove. He planned on killing them but decided against it as that will be too obvious. It would only worsen the situation. Hence he opted for the other plan. "I need to pee." He pitched innocently from the back. One of the officer smirked at him while the driver pressed on. "Don't worry, you'll have lots of peeing to do when we reach CPD." He said to Arthur's dissatisfaction. "Please, I can't hold it any longer." Arthur grimaced a pleading face in harmony with his polite tone."We'll stop by at the next public toilet. Now shut your mouth!" The driver sounded sonorously in an authoritative mannerism. Arthur relaxed for minutes before the vehicle came to a solemn halt. The Policeman handling the wheels alighted first, opening the rear door cautio

And so, the Lockwood's annual party came to an abrupt terrific end. One could start with the police circling about the bloody scenery or the blaring tone and lights of several ambulance vehicles. Perhaps one could start with the bodies itself. Some had their hearts ripped out of their chest, others had obvious bite marks across their necks. But the main worries were the identities of these people killed. Dan and his clique alongside security guards. Bella would have assumed Arthur did the killings but he was with her during the ugly incident. And for the first time, she chose to believe his words. Whoever was doing this meant more harm than Arthur. "Bella Cosgrove." A tall heavily built man uttered beside her. His appearance formal and in harmony with his dark clothing. It wasn't far-fetched this man was a bodyguard. "Mr. Lockwood requests of your presence. Please follow me."She nodded and was about to depart from the ugly scenery until Arthur held her abruptly. Grinning sinister

Bella raced breathlessly across a street of Covington. She screamed but to no avail. The night was dark and unusually silent. Her trotting steps weren't the only one heard in the serene night, there were others too. A monster chasing after her vehemently. Threatening growls from unprecedented angles and a blooming fog that encircled the entirety of the street. She couldn't phantom where to escape, all she kept on doing was running. On impulse. Her strengths gradually faded and her quickened steps relatively reduced. From a fierce runner to a staggering lady about to collapse from breath loss. The growl sounded closer with every second that came by neither did the fog disappear. She knew death was looming around the corner but her legs were failing her. Unable to demonstrate her willpower. With every forced step she picked, dizziness dawned and her breathlessness increased the burning pain in her chest. "Help!" She screamed in an extremely stressed tone. Except her voice only protruded