All Chapters of His Ruthless Craving: My Vampire Bully: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rowena. Being in college should be the best time in every girl's life—like getting your first real boyfriend or when your crush surprises you with flowers. That kind of happiness. That kind of excitement. And getting into Blue Vi College? It should’ve been a dream. A place filled with the elite, the powerful, and the supernatural. Vampires, witches, werewolves—you name it. A school where magic ruled the halls, and danger walked beside beauty. But for me? It wasn’t a dream. It wasn't happiness. It was the beginning of something else entirely. "Rowena!" Cindy’s voice rang through the break room, cutting through my thoughts, even loud enough to turn a few heads. I sighed, gripping my fork tighter as I turned to see her waving from the door, her face splitting with that ridiculously cheerful grin of hers. Somehow,I worried her cheeks would crack one day. I was just about to take another spoonful of this excuse for food – seriously, you'd think a place like Blue Vi College w

Rowena. The morning slammed into me like a brick wall. My head was throbbing, every muscle screamed, and I felt like I hadn't slept a wink. Which, honestly, wasn't far from the truth. I'd spent the whole damn night wrestling with my thoughts, a mental tug-of-war that left me exhausted. Should I just give in to Jason's offer? Or should I just walk away? It wasn't my fight. That girl wasn't my problem. I didn't even know her. But the way Jason had looked at me, like he already knew what I was going to do, the threat in his voice... it was eating me alive. I knew he meant it. He was a vampire. Rules meant nothing to him. He could break them, twist them, do whatever he wanted, and get away with it. Hurting a human? That was probably a nothing for him. I dragged myself up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Cindy was already awake, practically vibrating with nervous energy as she grabbed her bag. "Rowena, what are you going to do?" she asked, her voice tight with worry. I f

Rowena. A sharp shake jolted me awake. My body ached, my head felt heavy, but Cindy’s panicked voice shattered the fog in my mind. “Rowena, wake up! You need to see this!” I groaned, barely lifting my head, but Cindy shoved her phone in my face. The bright screen blurred before my tired eyes. I squinted, trying to focus—and then my stomach dropped. A video. A girl on her knees. The face wasn't blurred out, the body, the hair, the clothes— My heart stopped. It was me. I shot upright, my pulse hammering. The room spun for a second, but I forced myself to focus. My fingers shook as I grabbed Cindy’s phone and scrolled. It was everywhere. Every social media platform, every chat, every gossip forum. The angles, the lighting—this wasn’t some random leak. It was deliberate. Someone wanted to humiliate me. Someone wanted to destroy me. My blood ran ice cold. “Rowena… who were you with last night?” Cindy’s voice was cautious, filled with concern. I couldn’t answer. M

Rowena. Students queued in line to get food with trays in their hands. Damn. Another thing I hate. "Row, I told you we should have gone outside the school to get food, and now I'm so hungry I can’t wait any longer," Cindy sighed, raising her head over my shoulder to peek at the counter. "I don’t have enough, okay? Dad didn’t give me much this month. Let’s just wait a little; it’ll be our turn soon," I said, forcing a smile. Cindy had already stuck her spoon into her mouth, her eyes widening as if she was trying to swallow all the food at the counter just by looking at it. "Duhhh," I muttered, tapping her forehead with my finger. "Row… hey, it’s our turn now," she pointed out. Just as we stretched out our trays to the school chef..— Rachel appeared. And, as usual, she wasn’t alone. Her little minions marched in sync behind her like some damn parade. Without hesitation, without even blinking my way, she shoved my tray aside. Damn. "Is there something wrong he

Rowena's POV. 9. Tug of War. Jason’s voice hit like a blade. “And who the hell are you… to touch what belongs to me?” Everything around me paused. The whispers. The shuffling. Even the damn air. I didn’t even know where to look. Jason’s grip on my wrist was tight—possessive. Adrian’s hand was still holding my other arm, firm but not forceful. My body was the rope between two pulling storms, and neither of them looked ready to back down. “Let go,” I said, my voice shaky. “Let me go, both of you—” “You don’t own her,” Adrian cut in, his voice low and sharp. “She’s not something to claim.” Jason’s jaw twitched. “You just got here. I’ve known her since day one.” I blinked. Known me? What the hell did that mean? “Yeah? Then maybe you should’ve acted like it,” Adrian shot back. I tugged my hands harder. “I said let go!” Jason’s grip only tightened. “Tell me, Adrian,” Jason sneered, “do you even know who she is? What she’s done? She’s not the innocent act you’r