Semua Bab LOVE, LIKE BLOOD : Bab 1 - Bab 9

It was the second time we had to move cities since my death.I still remember the first time vividly. I was thirteen.And no, that wasn’t even the first time I’d actually died. Just… the first time it happened in public.With too many eyes watching, too many witnesses.A truck hit me. Brutal doesn’t even begin to describe it.Skull crushed. Bones disfigured. Limbs twisted in ways no one walks away from.There was no story we could’ve told that anyone would’ve believed. No one survives that.Although it was never hard to cook up survival stories since we always had our kind in hospitals, as doctors and nurses. They helped with cover-up stories and fake diagnoses.I’d always thought that kind of cool…I wasn’t even taken to the hospital at the time, our people were the ones in charge of the ambulance that day.They drove my mom and me straight to the House of Silence. Others had already been summoned for our farewell. My dad packed up everything we needed from the house, and by nightfal

That night, driving toward the House of Silence in my dad’s car, I noticed parts of town I’d never seen before.It was quietly beautiful—narrow streets lined with trees, old buildings worn out by years and weather.The kind of place you could settle into without meaning to, and forget to leave.I pressed my forehead to the window, watching reflections blur as we turned a corner.“How much farther?” I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.Dad’s hands tightened slightly on the wheel. “Close,” he said. “You’ll feel it before you see it.”As we left the last curve of town, the road narrowed and trees began to close in. Their branches stretched forward, forming a kind of tunnel— one that led into deeper silence.Up ahead, the path opened up into a quiet space surrounded by trees.Several other cars were already parked around. No one inside. No engines running.“They’ve already gone in,” Dad said as he pulled our car into a space between two others.Mom scanned the trees with focus

After a few classes, lunch finally came, and I still hadn’t seen Sebastian.The cafeteria buzzed with low chatter and the clatter of trays, but I moved through it like a ghost. I wasn’t hungry.I spotted an empty table near the window and sat alone, pulling out a book I had no intention of reading. I could feel eyes on me and hear whispers just low enough to ignore.Then, I felt it—a shift in the air.Someone sat down across from me.I looked up.Sebastian.He set his tray down across from me, moving with that same smooth, confident ease, as if the noise and chaos of the lunchroom didn’t touch him.“You don’t mind, do you?” he asked, already sitting.I shook my head. “No. It’s fine.”He didn’t bother with the food. Just sat there, watching me with that unreadable expression he always wore.“I didn’t see you in the last class,” I said, trying to sound casual.He smirked.Skipped it. Too many windows. Too much sun.”Of course. Vampire problems.He studied me for a moment, head tilted sl

The hours after a party you've thrown are always the worst. The music was gone, the lights off, and all left were empty cups scattered on the counters. The smell of spilled alcohol lingered in the air. Pieces of conversations and laughter still clinging to the walls. A few stragglers stumbled towards the door-barefoot, missing jackets, half-drunk goodbyes. I stepped out into the backyard, scanning the shadows to see if anyone was still lingering. The grass was damp with dew, and the silence after the party felt almost too quiet. Footsteps crunched softly beside me-measured, familiar. Sebastian. "You scared me, man," I said, giving him a light push on the arm, more instinct than thought. "I figured you left. After Noah." He didn't smile. Just looked out across the empty yard, jaw tense. "Yeah. I came back to get my phone," he said. "But then I saw you come out here looking like someone dropped your soul on the floor." I let out a quiet laugh, though it didn't quite r

By morning I could still smell it-the blood, the forest, the heat of the chase. I hadn't left the woods until late last night. The moment I started, I couldn't stop. The first bite was clumsy and hesitant. The deer had thrashed under me, wild and terrified until my grip tightened, instinct surging. It was like falling into the water. Warm. Deep. Endless. The taste overwhelmed me-rich and electric. Every nerve lit up like it had been asleep until that moment. I didn't remember letting go. I just remembered standing over their bodies, shaking, blood on my lips. I sucked two whole deer dry. I thought I'd feel disgusted. Guilty. But I didn't. What I felt was... alive. More than that-powerful. Like my bones had finally remembered what they were made for. What terrified me most was knowing that it was nothing compared to human blood. And that scared me more than anything. Because if animal blood could do this, what would human blood feel like? What would Aiden