THIS DUDE'S FACE SCRUNCHES up like he's trying to solve a riddle as he asks, “So, when did you get here, and how?” His eyes were all bright and curious, and I couldn't help but crack a smile.
I let out a chuckle and teased, “Come on, man, you think I'm just going to spill the beans like that? Give me some credit!” His frustration was kind of hilarious, I had to admit.I switched gears and took a look around. “Hey, by the way, I'm Vivaldi Monteverdi,” I said, admiring the place. “Your crib is sweet! It's cosy but super cool at the same time. It seems like you are flying solo here. Maybe we could room together or something?” I suggested with a hopeful grin.But the dude's face went all serious, and he demanded, “What are you doing here?”I couldn't resist poking the bear a little, so I quipped, “Don't you mean, What brings your fabulous self to my humble abode?”His gaze got all intense, and his voice dropped low. “Just answer the question.”I let out a sigh and levelled with him. “Look, man, I just needed a friend, you know? Someone I could call a brother, someone to chat with.”He scoffed and said, “I don't need a little brother. They're too whiny and annoying.”But I wasn't giving up that easily. “Come on, give me a chance.”This dude's eyes narrowed into slits as he growled, “I saw you snooping around in the shadows with those glowing red eyes. What the heck are you, and why were you spying on me? Did someone send you?”I rolled my eyes and snorted. “Dude, really? I could ask you the same thing! And speaking of, I saw your little fang fest out there, slurping that dude's blood like it was a slurpee. Gotta say, it was pretty wild to watch.” I couldn't help but grin as shock flashed across his face. He was probably freaking out that I knew his secret.“Look, bro, we both know what's up,” I continued, raising an eyebrow. “I know what you are, and you know what I am. Let's just keep this between us, alright? Nobody else has to know.”“Gotta say, bro, you've got some serious guts,” I said, my voice dropping low. “Draining that driver in front of everyone without worrying about those pesky vampire hunters… you're not exactly playing by the rules, huh?”He raised an eyebrow at me, like he was trying to figure me out. “You have been keeping tabs on me?”I paused for a sec, trying to find the right words to explain my whole deal. “Not exactly,” I admitted. “But see, I've got this major problem. I'm cursed, and I need a First blood vamp to help me break it. The thing is, you guys are all sneaky and hiding from humans and hunters, so it's been a real pain in the neck trying to find one.”“Thing is, every time I catch a vamp's scent, I can't let 'em slip away,” I explained. “If they get away, I might lose my chance to break this curse. So, I figured maybe you could help me out. You got any leads on a pureblood or a vamp bigwig who could point me in the right direction? I'm begging you, man.”He looked me up and down, his eyes all curious and kind of sympathetic. “Look, I'm sorry, but I can't help you,” he said with a sigh. “I'm newly turned, and I have no clue who turned me into a bloodsucker. I'm just a regular vamp trying to live a normal life, minus the whole magic and superpowers thing. I don't know any other vamps who could help you out. I'm really sorry, dude.”I couldn't help but smile a little. “Alright, fair enough. But let me ask you something: why do you want to live like a regular Joe when we've got all this magic inside us? We're not humans anymore, so why pretend to be something we're not?”His voice grew stronger, like he was dead set on his choice. “I want a life without all the drama that comes with being a vamp,” he said. “I want a life where I don't have to hide in the shadows and worry about getting hunted down. I want to be more than just some supernatural creature, you know.”I let out a snort and shook my head. “Dude, running away from who you are is going to bite you in the butt.”His face scrunched up, all confused. “What do you mean?”“Blood, man! You don't want to skip meals, trust me. I tried going cold turkey once and almost got staked by some vampire hunters. And I was being super careful, too! My wolf side's the only thing that saved my skin.”He looked all confused. “Wolf side? What's that about?”“It doesn't matter right now,” I said, shaking my head. “All I'm saying is, you don't want to go full-on human. It's not a good idea.”“But I do! I just have to stick to animal blood,” he insisted.“Listen, man, you gotta be careful. Animal blood's not going to cut it forever. Sooner or later, you're going to want the real deal. It could be something as simple as a paper cut on your buddy's hand, a spot of blood on a counter, or just being too close to someone who's bleeding. The thing is, human blood is like freaking catnip to us vamps. The smell, the taste, the way it makes us feel—it's intense, dude. So, I gotta ask: can you really go without it? Can you fight that craving?”He was quiet for a minute, really thinking about what I'd said. Then he looked me in the eye, all serious.“Yeah, I think I can.”I let out a sarcastic laugh, trying to keep the mood light. “Alright then,” I said with a smirk. “Time to put your money where your mouth is.”“What do you mean?” he asked, his voice all shaky and nervous.Ignoring his question, I clapped my hands together, and bam! Out of nowhere, this super-hot chick walked into the room.Dude practically jumped out of his skin. “What the heck?! Who is she, and what's she doing here?”I picked up the remote and turned down the TV, watching him freak out from the corner of my eye. His eyes were darting back and forth between me and the sultry girl, like he was watching a tennis match.“Oh, her?” I said it all casually. “I was going to have a little snack, but now I want to see if you can pass the test.”“What test?” he squeaked.Ignoring his question, I called the girl over to sit on my lap. Man, she was something else—all sultry and horny-looking, with plump lips begging to be kissed, seductive brown eyes, killer legs, and a pair of perky boobs that'd make a priest sweat.I leaned in for a kiss, and she was all over it, our tongues swirling together like melted chocolate. Her fingers dug into my hair, pulling me closer, and I could feel her firm tits pressing against my chest. I moved my lips to her neck, and she let out this throaty moan as I ran my tongue over her soft skin.Without warning, I sank my teeth into her neck, savouring the thick, warm blood that gushed out. Her moans were like music to my ears, her body trembling under my touch.“Stop!” he shouted, his voice all shaky and panicked. “I can't let you hurt innocent people, not in my house!”I just smirked and kept going, lost in the moment. The girl's moans were like a siren's song, and I was hooked.Pulling away from the girl for a sec, I looked deep into her light-brown eyes. “Hey, sweetheart, go over to that hunk of a man over there,” I whispered, nodding towards him. “Show him that juicy neck of yours, seduce him, tease him, and do whatever it takes until he can't hold back anymore and takes a bite. Got it?”The girl nodded obediently and sauntered over to him.“Vivaldi, stop this!” he shouted, but I just licked the last drops of blood from my fingers, savouring the taste.“Scared you can't keep your fangs in check, huh?” I taunted with a smirk.The girl sidled up to him, showing off her bloody neck like it was a prize. Dude's face started to change, his vampy side taking over at the sight of the blood. But he clenched his jaw, fighting the urge to feed.Grinning like the devil himself, I whispered, “You can feel it, can't you? That thirst, that hunger… It's eating you up inside. Just one little bite, bro. That's all it'll take to satisfy that craving.”“Nah, man, I'm done with the human stuff,” he said, his body trembling as he fought the urge to sink his teeth into the girl's neck. “I'd rather stick to the animal juice.”I stood up from my chair and sauntered over to him, getting all up in his personal space. “Oh, come on, bro,” I purred, my voice low and seductive. “You know you can't resist the taste of blood. Just think about that sweet, syrupy goodness oozing down your throat. It's like a drug, man!”“No, I gotta stop,” he repeated, gritting his teeth. “It's not what I want.”“But remember how it melts on your tongue, dude? That explosion of flavour that makes your taste buds dance? How can you give that up?”“I have to,” he insisted, still fighting the temptation.“Just one more hit, bro,” I whispered, painting a picture with my words. “Imagine sinking your fangs into that soft flesh, watching the blood drip down onto your tongue. It's like freaking heaven!”“Stop it!” he pleaded, his eyes snapping open. “You're making it so hard to resist. I can't think straight when you talk like that.”“That's because you know how good it is, man,” I said with a smirk. “How it satisfies that craving deep inside you. Give in to the temptation, bro. Embrace the sweet, sweet blood!”Finally, he cupped her face in his hands, his eyes locked onto her plump lips, just begging to be kissed. Her face was a mix of innocence and raw desire, her big doe eyes gazing up at him. He tilted his head, his gaze now fixed on the blood dripping down her neck.“ENOUGH!” he growls, pushing her away. “I'm not giving in, Vivaldi. I'm done with human blood, and that's final!”He turns to the girl, his voice strong and steady. “You gotta get outta here, sweetheart. Run as fast as you can and don't look back until you're somewhere safe.”The girl glances back and forth between us, her eyes wide with fear. After a moment, she nods and makes a break for the door.But I'm too quick for her. In a flash, I'm by her side, my hand gripping her arm tightly. “Not so fast,” I hiss, trying to use my mind control. “You ain't going nowhere 'til you get my bro to take a bite. That's why you're here.”The girl's eyes dart between us, fear dancing in her gaze. But when she looks at him, her expression softens. She pulls her arm free from my grasp and makes a break for the door, disappearing into the night.I'm totally confused. I've mind-controlled her to stick around and tempt my bro until he caves, but somehow, his mental juju is stronger than mine. How the he
STANDING AT THE FRONT OF THE CLASSROOM, I am the center of attention, and you can almost taste the excitement in the air. The class leader, Sarah, clears her throat and announces, “Everyone, this is Casper, but you can call him Snow White. He's a new student, and I'm sure you'll all make him feel right at home.”I give a small smile and nod hello, my sharp senses catching the flood of curious whispers—a storm of interest and excitement. A girl in the front row leans toward her friend and whispers, “He's really good-looking. I wonder where he's from.”“I heard he's from some small town up north,” her friend whispers back.With a confident walk, I make my way to the desk they've given me, feeling the energy in the room. Sarah's introduction hasn't been enough for my new classmates. I smile politely at the people around me, but the whispers continue, spreading through the room like wildfire.Just then, someone from the back of the class calls out, “Hey Snow White, did you bring any dwarv
FOOTSTEPS START PADDING OUR WAY, and I can't help but scrunch up my face in anticipation. I know that voice, I reason. There is something smug and familiar about it that sends a shiver down my spine. But before I can dismiss the thought, the owner of the voice appears in the doorway. Damn it, I curse in my mind. It is him – that little brat – and as he turns to look my way, his face breaks into that Cheshire cat-like grin that always manages to piss the life out of me.“Hello, brother,” he says, his voice dripping with self-satisfaction. I can't help but let out a resigned sigh, knowing full well that my night is about to get even more complicated than I could have possibly imagined.Turning his gaze back to the girl who is on the verge of exposing my secret, Vivaldi speaks in a calm, collected voice. “Honey, why do you keep your friends standing outside like that?”The girl fidgets nervously for a moment before replying, her voice trembling with fear and confusion. “He's the one I tol
AT HIS DECLARATION, Chloe's face turned a brilliant shade of red, and Winter's gaze bounced between the two of them like a ping-pong ball, her brows raised in curiosity. “Your gorgeous Chloe, you say?”With a triumphant smirk, Vivaldi proclaimed, “That's right. Chloe is my girlfriend.”The room went dead silent, all eyes bugging out in shock at his audacious claim. The first to recover was Scarlett, her laughter breaking through the tense atmosphere. “Oh, come on!” she exclaimed, disbelief clear in her voice. “That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!”Vivaldi merely quirked an eyebrow, looking thoroughly entertained by their scepticism. “You don't believe me, huh?” he challenged, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he crossed his legs casually, leaning back like he didn't have a care in the world.As Scarlett's laughter slowly died down, she took a good, long look at Vivaldi's dead serious expression. “Y-yeah,” she stammered, her voice betraying a hint of doubt, “y
“OH MY GAWD!” Scarlett screams, stumbling back and staring at me like she's just seen a ghost. “Your face!” she exclaims, her voice shaking.Right at that moment, Winter and Chloe show up, looking all confused. “What is it, Scarlett? We heard you scream,” Winter asks, totally clueless about what's going on.“His face!” Scarlett blurts out again, her trembling finger pointing straight at me. Winter and Chloe step closer, examining my face with curious eyes.“There's nothing wrong with his face,” Winter says, shrugging her shoulders. I let out a huge sigh of relief, realizing that my face has gone back to its normal, human appearance.“But it was skeletally pale, his eyes were red, and… and…” Scarlett stammers, trying to find the right words.“You're just freaked out from Chloe's story,” Winter suggests, waving her hand dismissively.At this point, I'm super curious, so I chime in, “What did Chloe say, anyway?”Winter explains, “Chloe says she was viciously attacked on the neck by a rabi
As we make our way to the cafeteria, I can't ignore the whispers of our classmates. With my super hearing, I catch snippets of their conversations.“Oh, are they dating?”“So Scarlett's the lucky girl, huh?”“They look cute together.”“They don't match… I'd be a better fit.”Despite the mixed reactions, I can't deny that there's something comforting about having Scarlett by my side. Scarlett and I grab a table in the bustling cafeteria, and she plops her giant, red lunch box onto the round plastic surface. The thing looks like a cross between a plastic backpack and a mini-fridge, with a zillion pockets and zippers.She unzips the main compartment and starts pulling out all kinds of stuff: disposable spoons, cups, plates, a water bottle, a thermos, a couple of Fanta cans, and containers filled with chicken strips, cooked corn, and a mountain of French fries. I stare in amazement at the feast she's somehow crammed into that lunch box.“What the…!” I exclaim, not even trying to hide my
SO, I'M STANDING IN FRONT OF MY DOOR with this goofy grin plastered on my face, thinking about the awesome time I had with Scarlett and Winter today. I get this weird tingly feeling when I remember the way Scarlett's eyes sparkled, and how soft her hands felt on my cheeks when she called me her hero. I'm just relieved that my little vampire incident at Chloe's place didn't totally screw up our friendship—if anything, it brought us closer together.But then, outta nowhere, I start thinking about Kylian, and his beef with Scarlett. Did she really dump his brother? I wanna know, but I don't wanna pry into her personal life, you know? It's none of my business. That's when I realize I'm still standing there like an idiot, clutching the doorknob and grinning to myself. I shake my head, take a deep breath, and finally open the door.And that's when I hear it—this beautiful, amazing melody that just fills the room. It's the Lacrimosa from Mozart's Requiem in D minor, and it's like pure bliss
ALRIGHT SNOW WHITE, I’ve got a wickedly wild tale to spin for ya! You ever heard about a vampire and a werewolf becoming best friends? Nah, I’m not pulling your leg! This actually happened between two legendary creatures named Cassius and Dante, living in a world filled with supernatural beings that’d make your head spin!So, let me paint you a picture of these two dudes, okay? First, there's Cassius, a First Blood vampire—the crème de la crème among his kind, the strongest and baddest bloodsucker you could ever stumble upon. Just picture this: piercing eyes and smooth, pale skin that glowed like moonlight, and this palpable aura of power that radiated from him like heat from a fire. Then there's Dante, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Werewolf pack, my pack, with fiery red eyes blazing like hot coals in a dark night. Man, he was a force to be reckoned with! You could practically feel the energy crackling around him, and his commanding presence demanded respect and obedience from everyo