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Ava didn’t respond, in a blink of an eye, she disappeared and reappeared behind him, slamming her knee into his spine. Oliver cried out as he crashed to the ground. Before he could recover from that, Ava grabbed his arm and twisted it. Oliver screamed in pain. "You thought you could take my mate from me?" Ava hissed, gripping him tighter. "You thought I’d let you?" Her claws shimmering due to blood, she raised it up in the air aiming for his heart. Oliver's eyes widened in alarm, he quickly grabbed her second hand, sinking his fangs into her flesh.

The ones attacking, the ones fighting—they moved at unnatural speeds, their eyes glowing, their bodies shifting. The legends, the nightmares whispered in hushed voices… they were real. Vampires. Oh my God. And Abaddon— He was one of them. A wind-like force crashed against me, and suddenly, he was there. Right in front of me. Still in his monstrous form, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. Before I could react, he grabbed something behind me. Another attacker. His fangs sank deep into the boy’s throat, tearing at his flesh with a ferocity that made bile rise in my throat. He didn’t stop until the body was lifeless.

That alone told me this wasn’t just a boring history lecture anymore. “They’re often mistaken for succubi,” Melinda said. “But the Velari are older. And far more dangerous.” She started pacing the front of the room, her heels clicking lightly but the silence swallowing the sound. “They live in human bodies. Women, mostly. But they don’t feed on blood. Or simple lust. No, they thrive on emotional energy. Desire. Craving. Longing.” I stared at her. “Especially from vampire men,” she added, stopping in her tracks, eyes cold and sharp. “The ones with quiet strength. The soft ones. The kind ones. They’re like… wine to a Velari.”

His right hand left the wall, sliding to my waist and pulling me closer. Before I knew it, I was kissing him back, tasting the forbidden sweetness of his lips. Our tongues tangled in a heated dance, and his body pressed gently against mine. His hands gripped my waist, and instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck. The small feeling of pleasure grew into something dangerous, something uncontrollable. I kissed Damon with everything inside me. The scent of his cologne, warm and intoxicating, only made it worse. "You shouldn’t be doing this, Ava.

she said, looking up at him with that innocent smile. Dante’s jaw tightened for the briefest moment, but then he gave her the kind of calm smile only a father could wear. Meanwhile, I was shaking inside. My mind kept circling back to what I’d just discovered. A vampire. He wasn’t human. And if Dante wasn’t… then what about Rosa? Was she one too? The thought made my chest feel heavy, but I didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it. I had one goal—only one. To break my hymen. Everything else had to wait.

I let my tears fall and sat down against the bed, hugging my knees to my chest. In half an hour, Alex would announce me as his mate. With Damon's blood in the necklace, he would prove that I was his blood mate. One drop was enough for the ritual, and he had one drop. Should Damon try anything, he would snap his neck. That was his right as Damon would challenge him for his blood mate, a sacred thing in the vampire world. If Damon didn't try anything, he would snap his neck after. But he wanted Damon to be there, witnessing it. He would lock Damon up in the dungeons and once he woke up again, rape me in front of him, just like he did with Penelope, Damon's sister. Damon's heart could quite lit

My mind was a chaotic mess. Vampires. Wolves. Royal Academy. My father, Harold, being murdered. It felt like I was trapped inside a supernatural horror novel, and somebody had forgotten to hand me the script. And worst of all, Daniel. My sweet, fiercely protective Daniel. Was his father really one of the cold skinned monsters they were talking about? Was he one of them? "You know, if you keep staring at the ceiling like that, your neck is going to freeze up." A deep, smooth voice suddenly broke through the silence of the corridor.

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

"Just read the damn vampire novel. This will tell you what real vampires are like, not that girly romance fluff you usually read." "But I like my girly romance fluff," I replied attempting to deflect her judgment of me. "Well, today, you don't care. Today read about vampires sucking blood. Anne Rice might change your mind about vampires. Just read the book and get your tan." I begin the book, and after ten pages of reading, I am hooked. Bri's right I needed to learn about vampires. Mr. Darcy will have to wait for me to heal. The beach is quiet, and my sunburn is setting in. I'm used to my shoulders becoming red like tomatoes this time of year. Brianna sprays my shoulders with sun lotion. I h

She knew she was getting closer to her target, a rogue vampire who had been terrorizing the town for weeks. Suddenly, a figure darted out from behind a building, moving so fast that it was just a blur. Helena reacted on instinct, whipping out her silver blade and charging towards the vampire. The two engaged in a fierce battle, their movements too quick for the human eye to follow. Helena felt the cold, dead fingers of the vampire closing around her throat, squeezing tighter and tighter until she could feel the life being choked out of her. With a fierce determination, she managed to break free, delivering a swift kick to the vampire's chest that sent him hurtling backwards. She stood over t