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Be completely honest with her, Paul urged silently. "I know." After a moment I nodded. "I died about two years ago. I was in an auto accident. A friend and I had gone out dancing, and a strange man approached me. He … mesmerized me so I would accept his bite, then while he was driving me home we were involved in a bad accident. He took me to my home while I was dying in his arms. That night he turned me—changed me into a vampire to prevent my total death. Afterwards I didn't know what had happened to me. And for him to turn me was a violation of vampire law, punishable by death. So after turning me he fled. I was left to figure this out by myself." I sighed, not enjoying having to relive thi

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

My prayers were not answered. The creature occupying the body of my long-lost mother told me, in no uncertain terms, that she was a human mutant that was turned vampire. My heart sank while I listened to her explain how she could live on either human flesh or human blood if she so chose. I barely heard her as she went on to explain how she’d used her knowledge in biology and botany to create a serum that allows her to eat normally and refrain from flesh and blood. In my mind it didn’t matter what she ate. I was raised to hate and fear mutants and she was a mutant. I found that concept far more repulsive than her being a vampire. The concept of vampires was still abstract to me. They were s

“Leila, I don’t want you becoming a vampire to change you.” “It won’t,” she said, pulling her coat around her. It was March and the wind was brisk, even though we were in Miami. I took a deep breath as I shook my head. “Leila, there are others—we call them The Outsiders—that are insane with thirst. They are true monsters … the monsters of legends.” “The Outsiders?” Leila asked, concerned. “But how is that possible? Aren’t all vampires like you?” I shook my head. “There are others who wake with no one.” I paused for a moment, trying to find the right words to explain. “You know that in order to become a vampire in our world you must first drink the blood of a vampire, correct?”

Her heart pounding madly, she began to decode it all. It began to dawn on her that this was not meant to be an entire book. It was meant to be one word per page, meant to spell out but a few sentences. A key. A code. A message, for the initiated. Meant only for the one who knew how to look. Caitlin checked off the words as she turned page after page, and she remembered them, and in her mind, sentences began to form: The last vampire will arise after 2,000 years have passed. She will rise across the ocean and will be named for the color of blood. To enter the city, one needs a key. And the key can only be found here.

He was too curious to wait until he can use his magic to see for himself. “No. Yes, once, weeks ago from Paris,” she answered. “I see,” Mr.Ondrink said, paying little attention to the road. “Why? Does it matter? Don’t worry, they never offered to make me a vampire,” Ann said, wondering why Wynn never talked about it. “It is not that easy to become a vampire,” Mr. Ondrink said, turning into his driveway. “How do you become a vampire?” Ann asked, interested. “By drinking a Vampire to death, “Mr. Ondrink said, getting out of his car. Ann got out as well and followed him. At his doorstep, Dario waited for Mr. Ondrink.

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.”

It's a library. "Could you look at this place? It's amazing, Blair." I let out, looking around, and she muttered, "Yeah. It is." She gestured her hand to make a book float out from a particular shelf, and it went to where we are. "This is the only book I have read in this library that time I visited here. It's about vampires in connection with humans. There is a chapter here that tells how a vampire could turn a human into... A vampire." She said and opened the book without touching it, and I am guessing that that is what she did to me when she converted me into one.

It wasn’t clear to me why I felt a twinge of guilt, just seeing it. “Chasing down the Vampire. Stopping the reign of blood.” She read, pointing to the title, and subtitle. “Oh. What’s it about?” I asked, a little awkwardly. “It’s a vampire who suddenly went crazy after tasting blood for the first time.” She replied, and I scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, snatching the book from her hands.

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side