She froze. Syanna didn’t know what else to do in a situation like this. Isaac had never looked so scared since the day the vampires came after her. To make it worse, he looked even more terrified now, if that was even possible. She gulped as she stepped closer to him, still gripping the red book in her hand. “What is it?” Cole asked urgently. He took the words right from her lips, but it had been so hard for her to ask. Isaac lifted his head from the book, his eyes wide and urgent as he placed it on the small table in the centre of the room. Cole glanced at it, and the confusion came first. Syanna had no idea why she was so anxious. It’s not like she hadn’t expected them to find something. She had just hoped that it would be something good. Not bad. The confusion didn’t fall from Cole’s face, so Syanna reckoned she wouldn’t decipher anything from his expression only. So, with a deep breath, Syanna crossed the room towards the book. But when she glanced at the page, she rea
Warning: Chapter contains mature content! *** Genevieve. Cole had to find Genevieve. She was the only one who could explain everything to him, and he sure as hell wouldn’t stop until he knew the truth. For the past two years, he had been wondering who he was, why he didn’t remember who he was before Unici, and what it would take to learn this truth. When all along. It was right under his nose here at Unici. Was this the reason he had such a connection with Syanna? Was she the one who would lead him to the truth? Was this all pre-destined to go this way? What if he was supposed to meet Syanna? What if she was his indefinitely, by some sick games of the universe? It couldn’t be a lie. The feeling he felt when Syanna told him she’d be there for him couldn’t have been all scheduled. His entire life had been a lie, and Syanna couldn’t be one of them. “Cole! Wait up!” She was right behind him. She had been following him all the way to his room from the library, even after Isaac had
Syanna was brought back to the conscious world as her nap ended, and rolled to her side, but the bed was empty. She fluttered her eyes open, indeed being met with the empty spot where Cole used to be. A frown pulled on her lips, and she sat against the headboard, wondering where he could’ve gone. Did he go to find Genevieve, leaving her here alone in his bed? She pulled her knees to her chest as her heart broke, and all the negative thoughts came rushing in. What if he only did this to get her mind off the issue at hand? Was that why he didn’t take it to the next level? Syanna knew she wouldn’t have refused if he had tried to have sex with her, but he evidently didn’t want to. But why? She couldn’t understand the man. He was flirty and sweet one minute and a completely different person the next. And it’s not like Syanna didn’t understand his situation. She, of all people, knew the burden of having a past that you didn’t know of. Syanna could only imagine how it felt for Cole. He
What the fuck just happened? No really. Cole was literally a second behind Syanna, and when he stepped outside, she was gone. She wasn’t down the hallway. She wasn’t near the stairs. She was just gone. And to make it worse, Cole found her phone at his door, as if she had dropped it. And he was on the brink of burning the entire school to the ground in that very second. But he composed himself. If he burned the school down, he’d kill her too. And the very thought of that made his insides shiver. For the first time since he knew himself, Cole felt helpless. He didn’t know what to do or where to go. He didn’t know who took Syanna, and their scent wasn’t in the hallway either. So, he couldn’t even follow it.He was going to go crazy if he didn’t move now. It was evident that whoever took Syanna wasn’t joking around. They meant business, but he was the destroyer of all things and people that could hurt Syanna. To hell with whoever got caught in the crossfire. Cole stomped his way dow
It was dark.Wherever Syanna was, had no hint of light, smell, sound or anything to prove that she was alive. Had she been killed for the second time since she’s at this damn academy? First, having her neck ripped open by an ancient vampire, and now being kidnapped at Cole’s bedroom door after having the orgasm of her life? She had woken up about a minute ago, but somehow had managed to stay calm and not scream. Although she couldn’t see a thing, Syanna could tell that she was safe. She didn’t know how, but she just knew. That was why her first thought was death. No way she would’ve been feeling this way if she was still in the hands of her kidnappers. “Syanna? Syanna are you awake?” It was Juliet, and by the sound of her voice, she had been crying a lot. Was she dead too? Did they cross over together? “I’m awake. Juliet?” “Yes, it’s me,” Juliet whispered. “Keep your voice down. They’ll hear us.” “Who’ll hear us?” Syanna asked. “The grim reaper?”“What?” Juliet sounded genuinel
Genevieve knew that this day would come. The day when she had to show Cole the whole truth—the day when he’d probably rip her head from her body out of rage. The day when she showed him that he had known Syanna long before Unici. And just like she anticipated, his eyes were bright in anger as they snapped open. “Get the hell away from me,” Cole growled as steam rose from his skin. Genevieve gulped. “I did it for your own good, Cole,” she told him, trying to calm him down. But instead, this made him even angrier. She knew that when she showed Cole the truth, he’d hate her even more. She didn’t know why that thought bugged her so much, yet it did.“My own good!” He laughed, but it was void of humour. “Do you know what my first memory is, Genevieve? Seeing you, who took me and brought me to a place that I hated! Do you know how much more peace I would’ve had for the past two years if I had remembered that I met Syanna!?” He ran his hand through his hair. “Gosh, I... I knew her all
Syanna couldn’t believe her eyes, although she had figured out the truth. The headmistress wasn’t supposed to be the bad guys. She was… she was the headmistress, for crying out loud! But she couldn’t deny what was right in front of them. And that was the headmistress. Yet, unlike most ‘villains,’ the headmistress didn’t wear a coy smirk, or scowl that proved a long-lived hate, nor did she look like she was going to threaten their lives or tell them her sad backstory. Instead, she smiled at them—and it wasn’t one of those evil ones. It was warm and almost motherly, and if she didn’t know better, probably even scolding. “Hello, Syanna,” Headmistress Simpson said with a short nod. “Juliet.” “Why am I here?” Syanna didn’t waste any time. She just went straight for the kill. Headmistress Simpson smiled. “For your own good,” she said. “You’ve been quite busy, I’ve been told.” “Told by who?” Syanna narrowed her eyes. No longer could she see this woman as a respected authority figure. E
Twelve hours. It had been twelve hours since Genevieve left, and Syanna was getting both antsy and sleepy. It’s not that she was rushing them or waiting like a damsel in distress for her prince charming to save her, but being here gave her a lot of time to think. What would she do if they pulled off setting her free? What will they do when the headmistress comes after them again? It’s not like she could very well stay at Unici, but she wouldn’t be able to go back home to Jake, either. He’d surely send her back for her 'own protection.’ And that, too, was another thing to consider. The Vechi vampire who Cole killed wasn’t the only one, and she knew that if she left Unici, she’d run into more of them. With or without Cole, that’d be a problem. So, she was basically stuck. No option worked in her favour except one. And that was convincing the headmistress that she could handle the truth and danger better if she actually knew what it was. All her life, Jake had done the same thing as