Youngblood Chronicles Novels & Stories

Breaking out into a toothy grin, she began swaying along to the music. “Fuck it!” “WE GOT NO MONEY BUT WE GOT HA-HEEEAAART!” Brody chortled, sweeping in to link her arms with mine and Liza’s. I included Vasha in the chain, and we jumped around like a bunch of giddy idiots. In a naturally high state, I studied everyone in the circle gratefully. Thinking about how much we’d all changed in the last four months. ********************

"I am Maeve. One of the keepers of the wards here. I thought the chronicler might need sustenance before she drowns in the Sovereign’s ghosts." "Maeve," Rebecca repeated, grounding herself in the name. She closed the ledger gently, though her fingers lingered on the leather cover. "Thank you. And yes... 'heavy' is an understatement. The briefing files mentioned his age, but seeing the world’s darkest hours documented through the eyes of someone who lived them... it’s overwhelming."

As we walked deeper inside, she suddenly cried, "So, this is where you ran off to!" Jeremy nodded at her as I watched in confusion. Mabel grabbed my hand. "This is the new streamer I told you I discovered. He's not too bad, right?" Jeremy smiled at me. I pursed my lips and said, "Uh-huh." "How about we switch, Sasha? I'll take Lee, and you can have this rookie." I hesitated. Mabel said, "Look, it's settled. Lee has experience in streaming, so I'm perfect for the job. You can take Jeremy under your wing."

leaned against the mantel, watching his cousins strip off black suits and dresses like shedding skin. "They'd hate this," he said, grinning as Lia kicked off her heels. "All this crying." Noah's boy, already taller than his father had been, poured bourbon into Sarah's favorite glass and set it on the porch rail. "To the fuckers who made us bulletproof," he said, and the toast rang out under the stars. Later still, tangled in the same bed where it all began, the new generation proved blood didn't just tell—it claimed. The farmhouse windows were still lit when the first of them left—Lia with her duffel slung over one shoulder, boarding a midnight train south where the city lights would drown o

count Rufus muttered with exasperation in his tone. The yield from the weekly hunts have been low for some time, and the rate at which the younger generation of his clan burns through resources had increased exponentially. Even with the merit system put in place, those little fuckers still had to outdo most mission put on the board. Of course, a part of him was happy that the vampires of his clan were competitive and growing stronger, there were the future after all. But still, it couldn't change the fact that times are changing.

There wasn't anything, truly, for her to do except bide her time until she headed to Bull Creek. As she drove through the town, she took her time, savoring every sight along the way, even making herself drive by some old landmarks and memories from her youth, like the high school and its football field. She pulled her sheriff's car up to the fence, parked, and got out, staring at the goalposts as she walked toward the field. Dimitri and Josh both played on the Draven Falls team, as did Gavin and the rest of his Jungle Book crew for that matter. They were almost undefeated their senior year. Of course, they did have an unfair advantage over the other teams who were mere humans compared to the

' 'Girls can’t have wet dreams, you berk. 'Well you had something. What are wet dreams?' 'Give me my phone and I’ll tell you.' She was already flicking through my mails. 'I’m not falling for that one. I want to know who texts you at five in the morning.' She paused and then giggled. 'There’s a thing. It’s Charley lover-boy and he says, ‘assume S at 9. Leave L 8. be in bushes opposite drive for 7.30, with camera ready. I have to work and will miss the fun, so make some good pics. Love Charley.’'

I stammered while sobbing. "Sammy, I know what you are thinking, but I want you to give this presentation. Not for me, not for Sir, and also not for this organization, but yourself. I want my old best friend back, for whom things like these used to be a piece of cake. I want you to do it for your old self, for the girl who was carefree and cheerful." Adya said while hugging and rubbing my back. Giving me a glass of water she asked,

“We have a brother in California, he is out of the country presently and I think he would be the perfect person for Estera to stay with right now. She is seventeen and her eighteenth birthday is in a few months—” I heard my Aunt Sophia saying and felt a profound dread. I didn't want to be separated from her! She looked so much like my mum, and I can’t lose them both in such a short time. I have never even physically met Uncle Joshua, he was always out of the country for some adventure. He was a journalist for the National Geographic channel.

I can't hear it clearly. "Nick?!" call Alexi who just came with her friends. I turned around for a moment before finally seeing Nicky stand up from Sandra's bench and approach Alexi. Did he mean Alexi as a younger cousin? “Hey, pretty girl! See you again!" said Nicky who from afar greeted me with a wave and I who was on the bench could only cover my face as if I didn't know him. What does he really want? We're just getting to know each other. And I'm not at all attracted by his looks, even though he's handsome. But he's not my type.