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She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused. She read. And read. And read. Finally, it hit her like a lightning bolt: this book, it was hers. Her journal. The journal of a teenage girl. A story of coming of age. Of going back in time. Of falling in love with a man named Caleb. Of having a daughter named Scarlet. Of becoming a vampire. She wondered if she were losing her mind. Was this some sort of practical joke? Some sort of fantasy she’d had as a young girl? What was it doing here? How did her grandmother have it? And why was she only drawn to open it now, at this time?

I felt satisfied as the hot liquid traveled down my throat. “But aren't you a vampire too?” I nodded. “I am but as you might've guessed, I'm half-human. Weaker than most of the pure vampires out there. And I don't know a thing about them since I was never told by anyone.” She put a finger on her chin. "Well, vampires are also known as 'Blood Suckers'. They have a long history that even I don't know about entirely. There are two types of vampires: the turned ones and the pure-blood ones. I'm a turned one like I said. Some are born as vampires, to vampire parents. So they are supposedly more powerful than the turned ones. Every vampire has a mate, who they sense the instant they meet them. Tha

Willow stared at him for awhile as he kept his eyes away. "Is there something I can do? Get you water or...?" Willow paused. She was throwing options out there, but Dante was no ordinary being. He is a Vampire. She had very little knowledge of the creatures, which was her fault for not being as prepared to possibly deal with them, but how would she have known she would be in the same room as one?

There were two ladders with wheels so that you could climb to reach a book you wanted. Sebastian pulled out a book or two to read the title, and then put them back. He decided on three. “These books are about various gifts vampires of the past have had and how to use them. There are three volumes. Let’s start there.” I took the books and looked at the unfamiliar words, feeling embarrassed. “I can’t read very well, if not at all anymore.” Sebastian said, “What do you mean. Haven’t you learned?” “When the Luna was alive, I had started my letters and sounds and started to build simple words. But after she died. The werewolves hated me and never gave me the chance to learn more.”

Chapter 35- Elnora POV Being with the King is easy. Much easier than it had ever been with Brogan. As he walks with me arm in arm down the streets of his kingdom, I watch as he proudly points out all of the different shops. “That bookstore has a secret room in the back for all of the best seller human books.” He whispers to me as we pass by a spectacular-looking bookshop. We wave into the shoppers through the window as I window shop the items within. “Are the books that are in the regular part of the store all vampire written?” I ask, intrigued by the thought. “That is correct. The books that you will find here are written by the vampires who reside within the different kingdoms. So if you f

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Keenly, I went after Abigail, my best friend's girlfriend, as she tottled down the hallway by herself, her blue Nike tracksuit was smeared and reeked of fresh blood. I gripped my bag tightly and probably didn't have the time to breathe. For some reason, she smelled so good, like bacon after a long hike. She staggered like an injured deer. She was the prey, I was the predator. ~~~~~~ Just like grades in the high school system, Vampires are hierarchical, from the most powerful and unstoppable down to the less powerful and easily tamed. The first in the order of hierarchy are the; BLACK–eyed Vamps, the darkest. Followed is the RED–eyed Vamps, the most raging, then BLUE–eyed Vamps, the peaceful.

I shrugged, popping a piece of the marshmallow popcorn and my tastebuds explode at the sweetness. Karina sighs, shaking her head in disappointment. She clicks a button, and the projector crystalizes the images into a 4D experience. “That’s not what I mean. Books are your escapism, and this is mine.” A brunette girl is journalling in a graveyard, a single crow landing closer to her as her voice narrators the death of her parents. “What is this?” I asked, intrigued by the eerie smog surrounding her. “It’s called The Vampire Diaries, a cultural phenomenon, a classic.” She beamed, “It was released in 2009 actually.”

We talked about the incident and of vampires. "Quite a few vampires come to me to heal." She explained. " Well, how can they be injured?" I asked. "You mean ways to kill them. There are many. Ripping the head off, cutting the neck with a silver dagger, zombie blood-" she started. "Zombie blood?" I asked her. "Yes. It's a poison to them. Like wolfsbane is to you." She said, "Well, do you have any zombie blood?" I asked. "I am a healer, not a hunter." She said in a stern voice.

I need to figure out a way fast. The rest of the day was spent thinking and re-thinking . First in the next morning I woke very early and left for the library. The library is at the very centre of the pack. It's very big and has section for different genres. I began searching for the history book. The first book that caught my attention is the originality of vampires. That piqued my interest and I settled down to read in. I read for a long time and I wasn't seeing anything tangible. I was about closing the book when my eyes sighed a sentence. Vampire's are affected by sunlight, drugs, silver and garlic.