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My hand started to hurt, but I didn’t flinch. “Let me go,” I said, my voice low and steady. “Unless you want the whole school to hear how a vampire is grabbing a human girl like she’s some kind of pet. A poor, weak girl who’s in love with someone else, but the big bad vampire just can’t let her be happy. Is that what you want people to hear?” He leaned in closer. I could see the way his jaw ticked, how his eyes burned. “Then scream,” he said. “Scream, Rowena. Go ahead.”

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

He tried to run, but managed only one step in the direction of the stairs before falling to his knees, clutching his head, screaming. Aster cocked her head at him, a cold expression on her face, an almost serene smile on her lips. Whimpering softly, the vampire fell over, crumbling into a pathetic little ball. “It’s a shame you won’t live to tell the tale, because I would have send you away with a message--”Aster knelt next to him, “--this is what happens when you touch the ones I love.” She blinked. He didn’t so much explode as disintegrate, and a red mist of blood that was once Armand rained down on them.

You didn't touch a vampiress who didn't want to be touched in the first place. That is a rule that all fools should be aware of. Purebloods were very powerful. The beast inside was straining on his leash due to excitement. Everyone in the bar froze for a split second before focusing their gaze on her. The third wolf was on the floor in front of the vamp. His claws were already extending, even though he hadn't transformed yet. She yanked his head back to expose his neck with one small hand at his throat and the other clutching his hair. Vampires were notorious for going for the throat. It's all so predictable. They were always feeble because of their hunger.

I went over to the desk in my room and started writing, ‘Hey Mom, it’s been a while. I found out a lot over this last week; first, Nick is trying really hard to get me to like him, it’s sweet. Second, he took me to the house of the witches and I discovered that Nicholas is my mate.’ I wipe some of my tears away, ‘A vampire is my mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with a vampire? I don’t know what to do, Mom. What about children? Would they be hybrids? I feel like I should tell him but I don’t know if I want to be with him; maybe I should reject him, at least then I’d be free to find someone that I could truly love. I wish you were here to help me, Mom, I need your advice; I don’t have

I said as I moved closer to h and put my palm on his forehead. He looked at me with a kind of, 'what are you doing', facial expressions. "What are you doing?" He asked as he removed my palm from his forehead. "Stay still---" I said as I put my palm back. "I am just checking your temperature." I added. "Your body is cold." I said. "I told you that vampires are cold blooded. Do you forget things so quickly." He said to me with a frown as usual. "I didn't forget. I will get going now." I said as I held the knob of the door.

Wanting to see my reflection that even made Henry horrified. And, even I was horrified seeing my own reflection. Hair falling out of place, blood shot eyes and a grim expression. If Eleanor were to see me like this she would hate me even before knowing that I am a vampire. "She hates vampires." The heavy words left my lips as I turned around to face Henry. "Who?" Henry asked as he raised his eyebrow at me. "El." A frown made its way to my lips as scenes from last night replayed in my head.

Vampire shook his head after mocking me with his facial expression and when he was about to step toward the door I blocked the door so that he couldn’t walk further. “If my boyfriend finds out who you were, I swear to God I will do things you never expected!” I gritted my teeth, staring at him in rage; by that point, my finger started to lift and pointed at his face. Mr. Vampire laughed softly; he took my middle finger, and moved it down, growling before he started his word. “What will you do, Heidi, fuck me?”

Stella said, pointing to the Howler clubhouse. Madoc. I hurried across the highway and made my way to the cellar. Without bothering to knock, I opened the door and hurried down the stairs. But when I reached the bottom, to my shock, I saw that the vampire had his cold, undead arms wrapped around Harlow. She had tears running down her cheeks, and seeing him hold her like that, I was sure she was under his mind control. It sent me into a full-on rage. All I saw was red. Screw the plan! The vampire was gonna die tonight.

What is he going to do to me? He pulls something else out from the box, a small stamp with the letter M on one side. He presses it against his chest, and I'm almost positive i can see it heating up. I've heard about Nati vampires having special powers, but I've never seen if for myself before. Fire. His power is fire. Oh, fuck, he isn’t going to brand me, is he?! I try to pull my arm away from him, but he holds onto me tightly, his eyes never leaving my own.