All Chapters of BludHeaven Academy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Nothing to Lose

Chapter 1: Nothing to Lose The rain never stopped in Santa Cruz that fall. It came down in sheets, like the sky was trying to wash the whole town into the Pacific. I didn’t mind. Rain hid things—bruises, tears, the way my hands shook when the hunger got bad. I’d been sleeping in the shell of an old cannery warehouse on the edge of the wharf for three weeks now. The roof leaked in interesting patterns, and the concrete floor stayed cold enough to keep the nightmares at bay most nights. My name is Nico Black. Twenty-one. No family. No future. Just scars that mapped out every place life had kicked me and a high school diploma that meant exactly nothing in a world still limping after the Swarm War. I found the letter two days ago, slipped under the warped metal door like it belonged there. Black envelope. Crimson wax seal shaped like thorns wrapped around a drop of blood. BludHeaven Academy. The vampire school. The one that had started letting humans in after the Integration Accords tu

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Lambs Don’t Get Carried

Chapter 2: Lambs Don’t Get CarriedThe SUV rolled through the gates like it owned the night.I felt every bump in the road through the cast, every jolt rattling the pins they’d screwed into my tibia. The Shadow Guard—still hadn’t given me a name—sat beside me in the back, one long leg stretched out, coat dripping onto the leather seats. He hadn’t spoken since the hospital. I hadn’t either. Silence was safer than stupid questions.The campus unfolded in fragments through the rain-streaked window: towering stone buildings lit by gas lamps that burned an unnatural crimson, arched walkways dripping with ivy that looked blacker than green, a central courtyard where a fountain shaped like a coiled serpent spat water that glowed faintly blue. Everything screamed old money and older blood.The car stopped under a covered porte-cochère. The guard opened my door before I could even reach for the handle.“I can walk,” I said. Voice rough. Too rough.He raised one perfect eyebrow. “With a fresh c

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Room 413

Chapter 3: Room 413The Shadow Guard didn’t follow me up the stairs. He just watched from the bottom landing with that same unreadable expression—like he was betting on how many steps before I collapsed.I made it to the second floor before my vision grayed at the edges. I stopped, leaned against the cold stone wall, and breathed through my teeth. Poker face. Always poker face.Footsteps echoed behind me—light, unhurried. A guy appeared at my elbow. Early twenties maybe, human by the heartbeat. Short brown hair, wire-rimmed glasses, wearing the BludHeaven uniform already: black blazer, white shirt, blood-red tie, dark trousers. The shield-and-bat emblem sat over his heart, the single crimson tear-drop on the bat’s belly catching the dim hallway light.“Thought you might need this,” he said, holding out a plain black box about the size of a shoebox. No smile, just quiet efficiency. “I’m your assigned guide. Name’s Elias. They told me to get you settled.”I stared at the box, then at hi

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Dawn in Crimson

Chapter 4: Dawn in CrimsonThe bathroom light buzzed like a dying insect when I flipped the switch.It was one of those old-school fluorescents—cold, clinical, the kind that made every scar look fresh. I locked the door behind me even though the guys were already snoring. Didn’t matter. Privacy was a habit I wasn’t breaking just because I had roommates now.The shower was a tiled stall with a rainfall head that looked too expensive for a dorm. I turned the knob. Hot water hit like needles. I hissed through my teeth and leaned one palm against the wall, letting the steam fill the space until the mirror fogged over.Every movement cost me. Lifting my arm to peel off the hospital gown sent fire through my ribs. Stepping out of the cast brace thing they’d taped on hurt worse. The water turned pink where it ran over the stitches on my leg, then darker where old scars reopened under the pressure—thin white lines across my back, my arms, my thighs. Souvenirs from a childhood that never quite

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Rankings and Reckonings

Chapter 5: Rankings and ReckoningsThe dining hall emptied slower than it should have, whispers chasing us out like shadows. I caught fragments—“twenty-one,” “new kid,” “queens’ pet”—but I kept my head down, crutches thumping a steady rhythm back to West Tower. The suit queen—Seraphina Locke, I’d overheard someone call her—had wrapped the presentation with a list of do’s and don’ts that boiled down to: Don’t bleed where you’re not supposed to, don’t break the Accords, and don’t think the Bloodmate Board is optional.We had an hour before first class. “Supernatural History 101,” the schedule on my phone said. As if I needed a reminder that this world was still new to most humans, even five years after the Integration.Back in room 413, the door clicked shut behind me, and the tension uncoiled like a spring. Kai—the guy with the dreads—was already sprawled on his bunk, earbuds in, but he yanked them out when I hobbled in. Theo, the redhead, was at his desk, fingers flying over his lapto

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Blood and Bills

Chapter 6: Blood and BillsThe knock came sharp and polite—three quick raps that cut through the low hum of morning chatter in the hall.Jax was already halfway out the door, bag slung over his shoulder. He paused, glanced back at me. “You expecting company, twenty-one?”I shook my head. “Not unless the queens changed their minds and decided to eat me early.”Kai snorted from his bunk. Theo didn’t look up from his screen.Jax opened the door anyway.A woman stood there—mid-thirties maybe, human by the scent of antiseptic and coffee that clung to her scrubs. Dark hair pulled into a neat ponytail, name tag reading “Nurse Marisol Reyes – Campus Infirmary.” She carried a small metal case and a clipboard, expression calm but no-nonsense.“Nico Black?” she asked, eyes flicking past Jax to land on me.“Yeah.”She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. “I’m here to remove your cast and administer your first regenerative dose. Standard protocol for new human transfers with recent tr

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The Queen of the West

Chapter 7: The Queen of the WestElara Voss moved through the corridors of West Tower like she owned every stone in it—which, in a way, she did.Her spurs chimed softly with each step, a deliberate, musical cadence that announced her long before she appeared. The sound was muted today—no jingle of silver rowels against marble when school was in session—but it still carried that unmistakable rhythm. Graceful as a cat stalking sunlight, black Stetson tipped low over one eye, red-and-black plaid shirt tucked neatly into dark jeans, revolver holstered and empty at her hip. School rules were rules, even for queens. No live rounds in the halls. No drawing iron unless the wards screamed intruder.She could feel the campus breathing around her: the low thrum of vampire hearts, the quicker flutter of human ones, the faint electric buzz of wards humming in the walls. Supernatural History 101 was next—Professor Thorne’s lecture hall, third floor East Wing. She took the long way, letting the spur

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The Weight of Questions

Chapter 8: The Weight of QuestionsEven though vampires were supposed to be ancient—centuries-old predators who’d watched empires rise and fall—the four queens of BludHeaven were anomalies. Each one frozen at nineteen, their bodies locked in the bloom of late adolescence while their minds carried the weight of lives far longer than their faces suggested. The school had been carved into four wings after the Integration Accords: North for Seraphina Locke’s tech-infused domain, East for Liora Kane’s shadowed artistic realm, South for Ravenna Slade’s raw kinetic territory, and West—Elara Voss’s domain—where the gothic cowgirl ruled with a drawl and a silver spur.Nico didn’t know any of that yet. He didn’t know that the anonymous donor who’d erased his hospital debt and bought him a shot of pureblood-regenerative vampire serum had been the Queen of the West herself. He didn’t know Elara had slipped into the principal’s office the night his application arrived, let her empathy projection c

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Feathers and Fate

Chapter 9: Feathers and FateNico stared down at the embroidered crest on his blazer pocket as the bell rang—sharp, metallic, cutting through Professor Thorne’s closing remarks like a guillotine.The bat wasn’t the usual leathery thing most vampire iconography used. Its wings were feathered. Black as midnight crow plumage, edged with an almost iridescent sheen that caught the lecture-hall lights and threw faint purple undertones. Not membrane stretched over bone. Not demonic. Almost… angelic. A single crimson tear hung from the creature’s belly like it was weeping blood instead of crying it.He traced the stitching with his thumb once. Didn’t know why. Maybe because it felt wrong. Too pretty for a place built on predators.The room erupted into motion—chairs scraping, bags zipping, voices rising in a dozen overlapping conversations. Nico stood slowly, testing the vampire blood still humming low in his veins. No hitch in his step. No echo of pain. Just smooth, unnatural ease.Kai was o

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Lunch in the Lion’s Den

Chapter 10: Lunch in the Lion’s DenThe lunch bell rang like a dinner gong in a castle—deep, resonant, echoing off the vaulted ceilings of the main dining hall. West Hall transformed from lecture space to feast hall in minutes. Long oak tables groaned under silver chafing dishes, crystal pitchers, and platters that belonged in a Renaissance painting rather than a university cafeteria.Purebloods dominated the prime sections near the windows: rare steaks sliced thin and bloody, seared just enough to warm the surface, served on heated plates so the juices didn’t congeal. Beside each steak sat a wine glass filled with deep crimson—blood, decanted and warmed to body temperature, sometimes laced with a drop of aged whiskey or spiced wine for flavor. No one batted an eye. It was as normal here as soda fountains were in human high schools.Turned vampires mixed it up more. Some stuck to the old habits—steak, blood—while others loaded trays with comfort foods from their mortal days: mac and c

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