Se connecterJulianna POV
I smiled as I opened the door of my room and almost gasped at the sight of the vase space before me, the room was enormous! With Living room, kitchen and there are two more hallways. It felt like a house rather than a room.
The interior theme is black and the furniture theme is white. There are paintings hanging on the wall.
"Roommate."a voice said, I looked at the one who's spoken. I saw the woman leaning against a wall.
Her long black hair that is knee-length, black lipstick, black eyeliner, black nails, and is wearing a black t-shirt and black pants.
She looks like a rebellious girl when you look at her with the chewing gum in her mouth leaning on the wall and cross arms.
"Welcome roommate! My name is Lyra Bloodworth, and I'm your beautiful vampire roommate!" She exclaimed, transforming into a bat and then flew closer to me and returned to her human form.
As she stood before me, my gaze was drawn to her mouth, where two razor-sharp fangs gleamed in the light. Their shiny surface seemed to reflect the dim glow of the room, making them appear even more pronounced. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I struggled to swallow, my eyes fixed on the deadly-looking teeth.
I felt a bit scared but she smiled and said"Ughm ... Can you speak? Hello? Can you see me?"
I blinked so she laughed.
"Hi?" I felt awkward so she smiled.
"Did I scare you? sorry about that." She said and smiled. "Don't worry, I don't drink human blood. I prefer drinking pure blood of animals." She said with a chuckle.
"Ughm ... Do you have a name? If you don't have any, I have a name for you." She said so I laughed.
I relaxed a bit and introduced myself "I'm Julianna Harris."I said with a smile.
Lyra face lit up "Nice to meet you Julie!" She said cheerfully and took my hand.
"Let's go explore our room together!"
"This is my room." She said and opened the black door. I was almost amazed at the theme of her room. Witch theme and there are voodoo dolls on her table side.
"I forgot to tell you, I'm a fan of Witches but I'm a pure vampire, so don't worry." She clarified with a laugh.
"And this is your room!" She said cheerfully and opened the black door and exposed me to the black room that was not yet very decorated.
"Your room has no decoration yet but it has a nice aura and I'm sure if you put decoration on it, it will be nice. I can help with that if you want" She asked me so l shook my head and laughed.
"Don't worry about me, I'm sure I can handle that." I said.
"Okay. If you say so." She says.
She walked me around our room and only now did I realize that our room had a comfortable bathroom with a swimming pool and a massive TV screen in the common area. Okay so this school is really amazing. Complete with appliances.
As we continued the tour I asked "How long have you been here?"
"Just yesterday." She replied. " I just moved room because my old room will be renovated and turned into a room for the Thanes.
I was curious "Thanes...?"
Lyra laughed mischievously "You'll meet them soon. I'll tell you later in the dining hall because there's a chance we'll see them." She said so I nodded.
Just then the room shook.
Earthquake? I said in shock
Lyra laughed "Don't worry it's not natural, the youngest of the Thanes did it." She said
I raised my eyebrows intrigued by the abilities of the Thanes
"Huh?"
"Yes, Scott Thane did it, don't worry you will get used to it." She said so I was even more curious about the Thanes.
Julianna POVFour days.That was how long Lyra and Scott had been gone, and by the fourth morning, fear had stopped being loud. It settled instead—heavy, dull, and purple, like a bruise no one wanted to press.The academy felt wrong without them.People still trained. Bells still rang. But every corridor carried the same unspoken question: What if they don’t come back? No one said it out loud. Saying it felt like inviting it to be true.Lily hadn’t slept.I knew because she was still in the lower hall when the sun rose, chalk smudges on her hands, eyes rimmed red, strands of her hair slipping free from the tight braid she always wore when working magic. The floor beneath her was a web of glowing circles—layered, complex, carved so deeply into the stone that the runes pulsed even when she stepped away.“This one should work,” Lily said hoarsely, straightening. Her voice echoed through the hall, too loud in the quiet.Cameron leaned against a pillar, arms folded. “You said that about th
Darius POVThe iron door of the cell groaned as it sealed behind me, the sound echoing like a final judgment. The chamber was small, barely wider than my outstretched arms, carved from black stone that drank the torchlight. No windows. No air that moved. Only the faint drip of water somewhere unseen, and the slow crawl of my own shadow stretching across the floor.I sat with my back against the wall, knees drawn up, wrists still raw from the manacles they'd removed only hours ago. The fight had drained out of me—not from exhaustion, but from something deeper. Acceptance, perhaps. Or surrender. I had failed. My brother remained ash and memory. The ritual had collapsed in fire and screams, and now the price had come due.The torches flickered. The shadows deepened.From the corner where the darkness pooled thickest, something stirred.It began as a ripple, like ink bleeding through water. Then the shadow lifted from the floor, coiling upward in slow, deliberate spirals. I caught my brea
Lyra POVThe mountain hadn’t stopped groaning since Death left. Low rumbles rolled through the stone like distant thunder trapped underground, as if the rock itself was trying to forget what had happened here. I couldn’t blame it.I sat slumped against a cracked pillar, legs splayed out in front of me like a broken doll. Every inch of me felt hollowed out. My veins were cold strings, my heart a sluggish drum that barely remembered how to beat. The borrowed ring on my finger had gone dark and cold hours ago. My mana almost drained. I hadn’t taken it off yet. I wasn’t sure I could lift my arm that high.Across the chamber, Scott lay on his back where he’d fallen. His chest rose and fell in shallow, uneven hitches. Blood had dried in dark streaks from the corner of his mouth down his neck, mixing with the dust that coated everything. The poison—benchedstone, was still working. I could smell it on him: sharp, metallic, like rust and ozone. His skin looked gray under the fractured blue lig
Scott POVThe words left Darius’s lips like a crack in the world.“I call upon thee.”Kael struggled to his feet, one hand braced against the fractured pillar, voice raw. “Stop this. Brother.”Darius didn’t even glance back.“Come forth, Death.”Silence swallowed the chamber. Not the quiet of an empty room — the silence of everything holding its breath. The lanterns guttered. Blue mana flickered and died along the walls. Even the low hum of the mountain’s wards faded until there was only the sound of our ragged breathing.Then she arrived.Not with thunder or shadow. She simply was. A figure stepped from the dark between one heartbeat and the next — tall, cloaked in black so deep it drank the light. No face at first, just the suggestion of one beneath the hood: pale, smooth, ageless. Eyes like twin voids, reflecting nothing. When she moved, the air grew
Lyra POVThe moment Darius slammed into the far wall, the mountain seemed to flinch.Stone cracked. Dust rained from the ceiling. The blue mana whip dissolved from my grasp as my knees buckled, heat and cold tearing through my veins at once. The ring on my finger burned—not painfully, not yet—but with a warning pulse that made my vision blur at the edges.Scott stared at me like I’d just grown another head.“How did you do that?” he demanded, coughing as he spoke.I barely had the breath to roll my shoulder. “We went through basic spell forms and incantation structures in Spellcasting Theory. Did you ever pay attention?”He scoffed weakly. “Why would I learn something I’d never use? But—that’s not the issue.” His eyes narrowed. “You just used magic.”I lifted my hand before he could say anything else, letting the light catch the thin silver ring hugging my finger.“Master Veyron let me borrow it,” I said.Scott’s expression shifted instantly. “Wouldn’t those things kill you?”“Only if
Kael POVThe mountain shook again.Not the distant tremor of ritual wards shifting, not the low groan of stone settling into itself—but a violent, rupturing quake that rattled dust from the ceiling and sent a sharp spike of dread straight through my chest.Lyra and I were already running.Not the kind of running where you think about your footing or the burn in your lungs—this was the kind where instinct dragged you forward and fear shoved from behind.The corridors blurred as we descended, torchlight streaking across stone walls carved with centuries of vows and warnings. My breath came too fast, my thoughts faster still. Every instinct I had was screaming the same name.Darius.Another explosion thundered below us, and this one carried heat. The air thickened with scorched mana, sharp and acrid, like metal burned too long in a forge.We burst into the lower chamber just in time to see Scott thrown backwar







