All Chapters of His Ruthless Craving: My Vampire Bully: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rowena’s POV. 12. Uninvited Guest. It was late. Quiet. I stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped over my damp hair, skin still warm from the shower. The house was silent, almost too silent. Cindy was supposed to be in the guest room, but I hadn't heard her for a while. I walked into the kitchen slowly, rubbing the towel against my hair, my feet bare on the cold floor. The soft hum of the fridge was the only sound. I reached for the bottle of water on the counter, twisted the cap, and took a long sip. Then— A sudden creak. Loud. Sharp. My hand froze mid-air. That wasn't the fridge. I slowly turned, listening again. My heart began to race. Another creak. Then silence. “Cindy?” I called, trying to keep my voice steady. “Is that you?” No reply. I swallowed hard and backed toward the hallway. “Cindy, if this is some kind of joke—” my voice cracked, “you’re taking this too far. I’m serious now… I’m getting scared.” Still nothing. “Come out!” I scre

Rowena's POV. 14. Jealousy And War. Jason’s eyes changed. The second he saw Adrian’s mouth on mine, something inside him cracked wide open. His pupils shrank. His lips pressed into a line. Then suddenly—just as he stepped forward—he kicked a basketball lying on the court, hard enough that it hit the fence with a violent thud and bounced back like it had no place to escape. I stepped back instantly. My legs started shaking before I could stop them. I didn’t even think—I moved behind Adrian, like my body knew I needed a shield. My hands reached out and lightly gripped the back of his shirt. I could feel the heat from his skin through the thin fabric. But Jason didn’t stop. His feet dragged closer, each step like a warning bell. Then, instead of confronting Adrian, he reached right past him. His hand snatched at my wrist and dragged me out from behind Adrian’s back. In seconds, I was standing right in front of him, my face barely inches from his. His breath hit

Rowena's POV. Cindy and I finally got back to the dorm room. It was already too late, the sky outside pitch black and the halls quiet. After everything that happened today—Jason, Rachel, the fight, the blood—I felt like my bones were melting. I didn’t even bother changing. I just fell straight onto my bed, face-first, letting out a long, tired sigh. My eyes were already shutting on their own, the weight of sleep pulling me under. Then—knock, knock. I groaned, my face buried in the pillow. “Oh my god… who the hell is that?” I mumbled, not moving an inch. Across the room, Cindy kicked her bedside drawer in frustration, half undressed, her shirt halfway off. “I swear, if it’s another idiot from the boys’ dorm, I’m going to kill someone,” she muttered under her breath. We both stayed still, hoping whoever it was would go away. But the knock came again. This time, louder. More persistent. “Cindy, please… just check,” I whispered, not even lifting my head. “No. I’m tire

Rowena’s POV. 18. My Own Nemesis. “Adrian, seriously, you deserve better than this idiot,” Rachel snapped, stepping forward and pointing straight at me like I was some trash she’d found lying on the floor. “You’re really okay dating someone who has feelings for Jason? What kind of clown show are you running here? How can she be with both of you, huh?” I didn’t say anything. I just stood behind Adrian, swallowing the lump in my throat. My chest tightened, but I refused to show it. Not in front of her. Adrian didn’t hesitate. “Liking her is my damn business, Rachel. You don’t get to decide who I care about.” His voice was firm, no room for argument. I felt the muscles in his back tense under my hands. “She’s not just any woman,” he added, turning slightly, like he wanted to make sure I heard him. “She’s innocent. She’s pure.” Rachel burst out laughing, the sound dry and mocking. “Pure?” she echoed, her voice full of disbelief. “Are you seriously that blind?” People w

Rowena's POV. 20. "You...!" I froze. "How come you’re here... suddenly..." I tried to speak up, but my voice shook. I took a step back, heart racing, barely able to steady my breath. My hands trembled as I grabbed the nearest stick and pointed it at him like it could actually do something. "Stay away from me! I swear, if you come any closer, I’ll hit you with this!" I shouted, but even I could hear the crack in my voice. My hands weren’t steady. My chest felt tight. Jason just stood there, hands in his pockets, wearing that smug grin like this was some sort of game to him. "Little human..." he said, his voice slow, like he was savoring the words. He moved forward—measured, calm, like a predator who already knew how this would end. Cindy stumbled back, nearly falling, too scared to speak. "I said stay back, Jason!" I yelled again, louder this time but still shaky. "I’m serious, I’ll hit you—don’t test me." He didn’t stop. His eyes stayed locked on mine. That smirk didn’t