All Chapters of System Of Blood: To Crave Survival: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Incubus

CHAPTER 11 Camryn’s POV The wardrobe arrived at dawn, carried by two staff members who looked at me like I was some exotic animal. "Miss Chavez," the older woman said with a curtsy. "I'm Mrs. Pemberton, head of housekeeping. These are your teaching attire." They unpacked dress after dress, each one more elegant than anything I'd ever worn as Lucille Reyes. Deep greens and silvers, House Rosetti colors, all tailored to fit perfectly. There were shoes too, delicate things with small heels that looked like they'd kill my feet after an hour. "You'll want to wear the emerald dress today," Mrs. Pemberton said, holding up a particularly elaborate gown. "First impressions matter with the young ladies." After they left, I stared at the clothes hanging in my wardrobe. This was really happening. I was about to teach noble daughters how to be proper ladies while hiding the fact that I spent my nights killing monsters. The absurdity of it nearly made me laugh. I chose a simpler dress, stil

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The Wedding Massacre

CHAPTER 12 Camryn’s POV I barely had time to shove the folder back and close the cabinet when the door opened. Professor Sterling stood in the doorway, looking unsurprised to find me there. "I had a feeling you'd end up here eventually," he said quietly, closing the door behind him. "Come on. We need to leave before someone else shows up." We walked back to my room in silence. Only when we were safely inside did he speak again. "Find what you were looking for?" "House Augustus-Gustav. The records are deliberately incomplete." "Of course they are. That's why Camryn died." He sat down heavily. "Leave it alone, Miss Chavez. Whatever she found, it wasn't worth her life." But it was. I knew it was. I just couldn't explain why yet. The next morning, I was walking to my classroom when I heard music. It drifted from one of the practice rooms on the third floor, a piano melody that was both haunting and beautiful. I found myself drawn toward it; my footsteps slowed as I approached t

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The System Revealed

CHAPTER 13 Camryn's POV We left the basement separately. Fabian went first, slipping out through the service entrance like a shadow. I waited ten minutes before following, making sure no one saw me. Back in my room, I sat on the bed and stared at my wrist. KILLS: 22/20 CREDITS: 550/1,500 I'd exceeded my kill quota. Now I just needed to grind out the remaining credits to advance to Stage Two. But that wasn't what occupied my thoughts. Fabian knew about House Gold. He knew why Camryn died. And he was a vampyre. The next morning, I found him in the music room as usual. He was playing something melancholic. When he saw me, he stopped. "Miss Chavez. I wasn't sure you'd come." "We need to talk. Properly." He nodded and gestured to the chair beside the piano. "Ask whatever you want. I owe you that much." I sat down, studying his face in the morning light. He looked tired, like he hadn't slept. "You said you're a vampyre. From House Castellan?" "House Black, yes. Or I was." His s

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The Lamenting Mother

CHAPTER 14 Camryn’s POV Two days after starting language lessons with Fabian, Mrs. Harriet summoned me for a deployment—not from the school but from Base Camp Seven. "Special operation," her message said. "Report to camp by nightfall." I took a carriage back, watching the Garden District fade into the rougher neighborhoods until finally we reached the camps. The familiar smell of canvas and smoke hit me as I stepped down. It felt like months since I'd left, not weeks. Amon was by the training area, running drills with new recruits. He saw me and dismissed them with a wave. "Camryn. Heard you've been doing well at the school." "Well enough." I glanced around. Other Hunters were preparing for the night's deployments. "Can we talk? Somewhere private?" His expression shifted and became guarded. "What's this about?" "Not here. Meet me at the old warehouse in Sector 8. The one we cleared last month." I lowered my voice. "I need your help with something. Something important." "Camr

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The Crisis

CHAPTER 15Camryn’s POVThe next three days blurred together.Teaching during the day felt surreal after I agreed to hunt for House Gold's laboratory. I stood in front of my students, correcting their posture and explaining proper greeting protocols while my mind was elsewhere—mapping routes through Sector 19, calculating what supplies we'd need, and wondering if we'd even survive."Miss Chavez?" Natasha raised her hand. "Are you feeling alright? You seem distracted.""I'm fine. Just tired from late nights grading your essays."She didn't look convinced, but she let it drop.My nightly deployments continued. Mrs. Harriet kept me busy, sending me out with different teams to clear sectors around the school. Each hunt added to my credit count, slow but steady progress toward Stage Two.KILLS: 26/20 CREDITS: 725/1,500I needed 775 more credits. Thirty-one more Class D kills, or fewer if I could take down something higher class. The Sector 19 mission might change that if we found what we w

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The Escape

CHAPTER 16Camryn’s POVWe had finally gotten to the tunnel; it smelled like wet cement and something rotting that made my stomach turn."Watch your step," Amon said, his lantern casting shadows that danced across crumbling walls. "The floor's unstable here."I tested each floor before fully stepping on it. Beneath my boots, the concrete had cracked into jagged pieces, and through the gaps, I could see darkness that went down farther than the light reached.Fabian moved behind me, silent except for the occasional scrape of his boots. He'd been quiet since we entered the tunnels, his hand resting on the hilt of his blade.The tunnel split ahead. Amon stopped, consulting a map he'd drawn from memory and old Hunter reports."Left should take us through the old subway system. It’s faster, but with more exposure. Right goes through the maintenance tunnels. Slower, more narrow, but we would get better cover.""Left," Fabian said. "If something's hunting down here, I'd rather face it in open

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The Return

CHAPTER 17Camryn’s POVThe silence stretched between us.Amon stared at the photograph, then at me, then back at the photograph. Fabian had gone completely still, his hand still resting on the filing cabinet he'd been searching."That's impossible," Amon said finally. "You're a transmigrator. You died in your world and woke up here. You're not…you can't be…""I'm wearing her body." The words came out steadier than I felt. "The original Camryn Chavez. What if she wasn't just researching House Gold? What if she were House Gold?"Fabian moved closer to the wall of photographs, studying them with intensity. "The timeline matches. House Gold fell approximately twenty-five years ago. That child in the photo would be in her mid-twenties now. The same age as the body you inhabit.""But the original Camryn was a genealogist for House Rosetti," I protested. "She had records, a history…""A cover," Amon interrupted. "Think about it. If you were hiding the last heir of the most powerful House ev

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The Farseers

CHAPTER 18Camryn’s POVSterling's safehouse was in the worst part of Sector 5.The building looked abandoned from outside, its windows boarded up and walls covered in grime and old posters. But when Amon knocked three times, paused, then knocked twice more, a door opened."Inside. Quickly," a voice hissed.We slipped through. The interior was nothing like the exterior suggested. Clean and well-lit, with multiple rooms branching off a central hallway. The man who'd let us in was older, maybe sixty, with scars across his face and hands that marked him as a Hunter."Sterling sent word you were coming. I'm Mike," he said, looking us over. "You look like hell.""We just destroyed House Gold's laboratory," Fabian replied. "Hell seems appropriate."The man's eyes widened. "You what?""Long story," I said, hefting my satchel. "Is there somewhere we can lay all this out?"He led us to a room with a large table. We emptied our satchels, spreading documents, photographs, and notes across the su

Last Updated : 2025-10-31

The Chancellor

CHAPTER 19Camryn’s POVI woke to shouting.For a moment, I didn't know where I was. The bed was too soft, the room too quiet. Then reality crashed back. The safehouse. House Gold's research. The revelation that I was the heir everyone thought was dead.The shouting continued downstairs. I grabbed my knife and moved to the door."…absolutely insane if you think I'm letting her do this!" That was Amon's voice; he sounded angry in a way I'd never heard before."She has a right to know." Fabian, calmer but firm. "If there's even a chance…""There's no chance. It's a trap."I descended the stairs. Both men were in the main room, facing off across the table covered in documents. Mike stood to the side, looking uncomfortable."What's going on?" I asked.Amon turned to me. "Mike got a response from one of his contacts. Someone claiming to have more information about House Gold.""That's good news, isn't it?""It would be, if the meeting location wasn't in the middle of House Blue territory."

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The Truth Unveiled

CHAPTER 20Camryn’s POVThe Blue Archives stood tall before us, like a monument hiding secrets.Five dark stone stories with narrow windows that faintly glowed blue from the wards etched into all surfaces. Guards patrolled the perimeter in pairs; their movements were precise and timed."North entrance," Amon whispered, pointing to a service door partially hidden by overgrown vines. "Guard rotation happens in four minutes. That's our window."We moved through the shadows, staying low. My heart pounded so loudly I could hear it. This was different from hunting anomalies. Anomalies were predictable. They wanted to kill you, or you killed them first, but people were complicated. They could make any choice they wanted.The guard rounded the corner, and we slipped through the door.Inside, it smelled like old paper and something chemical—preservation spells, probably. The hallway stretched ahead, lit by dim gas lamps that cast more shadows than light."Service stairs," Fabian breathed, movi

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