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Kevin's moves were watched very seriously by Pine. "This—" said Pine which Kevin immediately agreed before she could finish her sentence. "Yes, this is blood," said Kevin. Pine brought her face closer to see the blood in the grail. Without hesitation, this woman reached out her hand and grabbed the grail. "This blood is the blood of every clan leader, which are Haltz, Raltz, and Waltz," Kevin continued. *** Pine had left, and now in the room, there were only two vampires who were talking intensely. The Bloody Grail itself was still on the table and the two vampires were discussing the matter regarding the Grail.

I doubted any of them did. He lead me to where the other pets were, lining me next to another girl before leaving to get another. I stayed as still as possible, trying to focus on regaining some warmth. The other girls around me whispered and whimpered to each other, most of them shivering as well. About five more minutes passed before the lights in the front of the clinic flashed on, causing me to flinch my head away and shield my eyes. "Alright pets," A Vampire standing in front of the crowd of us yelled, "All of you should know by now how this works, but as I've learned over the years, you humans are too incompetent to remember and it pisses me off having to repeat myself so listen up!"

Luckily that afternoon, Grazia was lazing around in her room so she didn't know what Greta and Alexis were doing. Outside, a new horse-drawn carriage arrives at Matcha town. Before arriving at the city, they went around to another city because Irene didn't know the way to Matcha City. Two days later they arrived in the city and rushed to look everywhere for Greta and Alexis. The two new vampires, Grazia, and Scarlett are hiding in an empty house near the forest. Nobody would even know where they were in that city. Jacob and Calvin can't wait to meet Greta and Alexis, if he can bring them back to the Violet Forest Jacob will surely get Vladimir's praise. Likewise with Calvin.

Meaning he had just ate but if you look closely you can see they were steadily turning back. On his cloak was the symbol of vampires, the Ankh. His face was pale of no emotion, his silver hair slick back like Reginald as he stared out in the distance, with no care. "Hello new students. Welcome to Utopia High, I am Headmistress Light Heart, on my left is Professor Randolph, and to my right is Professor Zaros. We are so pleased to have you here Ms. GoodWillow, Mr, Griffin, and Ms. Jewels.” She said warm-hearted, after she said my name the vampire snapped his head to her tapping onto her shoulder, he whispered something in Headmistress Light Heart ear. She gave him a questionable face having me

Frost clings to the edges of the driveway, and my car makes a noise when it starts that suggests it's personally offended by mornings. "Same," I mutter. Everton High is a human school. Mostly. It's also packed with wolves from three different packs, a couple vampires, a few witches, and humans who have absolutely no idea they're walking through hallways full of predators. Most days everybody behaves. Mostly. The parking lot is already crowded when I pull in. Music blasts from somebody's truck nearby. Human freshmen shuffle around clutching coffee cups like emotional support animals. Somebody drops a binder near the sidewalk and papers go flying everywhere while their friends laugh instead of

He didn’t blink much. Everyone in the class gave him space. Even the professor. “This is Advanced Elemental Control,” the professor said, clearing his throat. “Open your books. We’ll begin with flame casting and restraint.” Lucien sat at the far corner, hands folded on the desk, not moving. Rina leaned in again. “He’s the fourth one. The last Alpha.” I blinked. “He’s a vampire?” She nodded. “And probably hungry. Pray he ate before class.” I tried to laugh, but… I felt it too.

I’m on the floor of the living room, surrounded by supernatural toddlers who think I’m a jungle gym. We’re babysitting for a few families from Crescent Academy—our high school down here in Baton Rouge. Parents wanted a rare adult night off for the New Year’s gathering. There’s little Charles—three years old, werewolf pup, son of one of the Crescent pack enforcers. He shifts into a fluffy gray wolf cub when he gets excited and keeps trying to herd the others into a pile. SaraPhina—two and a half, vampire girl with tiny fangs and perfect ringlets. Daughter of Principal Moreau at Crescent Academy. She’s already got that aristocratic stare, but mostly uses it to demand more juice.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

With help from strangers who answered their questions, they got to the base of the mountain. There were lots of other students—some witches, some wolves. In their world, there were four main supernatural types: Wolves, vampires, witches, and elves. But because of a past fight, they had split into two sides. Witches and wolves were one group (though they lived apart), and elves and vampires were another. So it was a big surprise when some elves and vampires showed up at the top of the mountain. “If witches can be in the Luna Calvary, why not elves and vampires? Don’t we all want peace?” a female elf said.