All Chapters of BludHeaven Academy : Chapter 61 - Chapter 66

Chapter 61: Subtle Moves & Stable Moments**Monday Evening – North Wing Lounge (Darius & Alice)**The lounge was empty except for the two of them. Crimson sconces had dimmed to a low burn; the cracked wine glass still sat abandoned on the table. Celeste and Remy had left for Storm Academy hours ago—their power no longer pressing against the room like a storm front.Alice Skye lounged on the chaise, legs crossed, platinum hair catching the faint light. Her phone screen glowed with the latest Fang stats: #NicoExposed holding steady at 9.1 million views, #QueensOfChaos still climbing. She scrolled slowly—smiling.“They’re rattled,” she said. “Celeste’s little show bought them time, but she’s gone now. No Daywalker shadow over the Board. No coyote grinning in the corner. Just us.”Darius stood by the window—hands clasped behind his back, staring at the dark cliffs.“Subtle,” he repeated—voice flat, cold. “No direct attacks. No overt moves. Celeste left contingencies. Veyra will enforce th

Chapter 63 A night together The drive back to BludHeaven Academy felt different—charged, intimate, like the night itself had wrapped around them. Elara kept one hand on the wheel of the big Silverado, the other resting on Nico’s thigh, fingers occasionally tracing lazy circles over the denim. The highway lights streaked past in soft gold ribbons, but inside the cab it was just the low rumble of the engine, the faint scent of cedar from the little tree air freshener, and the steady thrum of the Bloodmate Bond between them.She was smiling—quietly, deeply—the kind of happiness that settles into your bones and stays. Tonight had been more than dinner. It had been a celebration, the first real acknowledgment out loud of what they were. Fated. Bound. She’d waited so long for this, watched other vampires find their mates or resign themselves to never having one, and now here he was: warm, human-hearted, and irrevocably hers.Nico glanced over at her every few minutes, still a little dazed

Chapter 65 : Beach Night & Late ReturnThe Ducati’s engine cut off with a low growl as Ravenna parked on the sandy overlook just north of Santa Cruz’s main beach. The boardwalk lights were distant now—fading carnival glow against the dark Pacific. Waves crashed steady and low, salt air thick and cool. The moon hung fat and silver, painting a shimmering path across the water.Ravenna swung her leg over the bike first—helped me down with a firm grip on my waist. She pulled off her helmet, shook out her wild hair (shaved side catching moonlight), and grinned.“C’mon,” she said. “No more engines. Just us.”We kicked off our boots at the edge of the dunes—socks stuffed inside—then walked barefoot down to the wet sand. The tide was coming in slow; cold foam licked our toes. Ravenna took my hand—fingers interlocking, calluses against mine—and pulled me toward the waterline.We walked in silence for a while—just the sound of waves and our breathing. She stopped when the water reached our ankl