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A deary's voice said and they all turned to him, his straight white hair was covering his face, he was bowing down. “Who are you?” Ace asked. “I am Luke, a three hundred years old vampire.” “Well, we didn't ask your age, bitch!” Janeka said. “Yes, you didn't.” Luke smirked before revealing his curved fangs and bloodthirsty eyes. “Get ready for anything.” Athena told them. “Of course,” Earnestine said as she picked up a strong broken branch of a tree lying beside her. “Come on.” Janeka said clasping her fist.

“Look, you are a Lycan, part of an ancient race that is indeed part wolf, and part blood sucker. Our heritage goes back thousands of years. We have a longer life span than regular wolves and vamps, and we are also stronger. However, we are not sparkly, nor do we war with the other races. This isn’t a book or a fairy tale.” As Roman went back to driving, Luke frowned and pulled out his phone. He opened up his pictures and began sorting through them. When he came to one, he handed the phone over to me. I could hardly believe what I was seeing. The image was of a younger version of my father was jabbing a wooden stake into some man’s chest. Suddenly I felt ill. I could have denied it until the

Spark replied frustrated. His dad just went mute after. Spark stood up and stormed inside leaving the rest of the crew in the living room. "Where is Luke?" Vicoliz asked as He realized Luke was yet to arrive. "Maybe you should go look for him" Jenny replied. Vicoliz frowned at her suggestion. "He is no kid, in fact he is an half vampire he can take care of himself" Vicoliz replied. "That's the more reason we should be looking for him" Seun spoke out standing up from the couch.

the young girl loudly whispers to her mother, pointing a finger at Lucas. “It’s not polite to point,” her mother scolds. “I’ve never seen one before,” the girl goes on. “Can I say hi?” “I don’t think he wants to be bothered. Go play with your brother, Brooke.” The mom is stressed to the max, hardly able to keep it together. I’m scared enough as it is. I can’t imagine how awful it would be to know your children are in real danger. “It’s all right,” Lucas tells her. “Yes, I am a vampire.”

Coming out of the car, Luca walked around the bungalow house until he found a way in, which was through the window. He passed the window into the house and the first thing his eyes sighted was a baby. He looked around the room he just entered and noticed it was the baby's nursery. The baby was fast asleep and the room was dark but that wasn't a problem for Luca. He walked around the room and the more he did that, the more the had uncertainties about this whole situation. Few hours ago, fortunately, Luca searched and caught one of the vampires who attacked Kyle a night ago. He interrogated him and the vampire ended up saying all that he knew.

The love I'd once felt for my husband and my child had been replaced by numb, aching hollowness. "Luke, you must be tired too. Go to bed." I turned away and poured myself a glass of water. Father and son exchanged a glance---that familiar, conspiratorial look between them---and the sight left me cold. Lucien put his hand on Luke's shoulder, ready to send the boy off to wash up and sleep. But Luke was still wired. I saw the flash of crimson in Luke's eyes and knew immediately---too much rare steak had triggered his vampiric instincts.

"The blood witch said consistency is critical at this stage." "Your son is surging." "We're vampires," he said. "Luka has our blood, our resilience. He can push through a surge. Damian can't — his body doesn't work the same way. It's not the same situation." Those words settled against the back of my neck like something cold. We're vampires. Luka was four years old and burning alive from the inside, and Kaelan's answer was that vampires could handle it. "Figure something out," he said. "You always do."

At this point I was just glad it stopped Luke. "Yes, sir." Luke answered, fear was definitely detectable in his tone now. It made me think of a trained dog and its master. I could feel Stefan look at me, but I refused to make eye contact with him. I didn't want to be charmed by a vampire. "Who would have thought I would find another Lancaster just lying about. I held very little interest in Luke's relationships until he mentioned who you were. An original werewolf descendent lying about in the open. Do you have any idea how hard that is to come by? What luck!" He spoke to me but I still refused to look at him, or respond. "I can use that blood of yours against your own kind."

she said, passing by, but it didn’t really sound like she meant it as her voice danced with a tease. Luke offered to help Kate settle, but as an overly independent woman she was, she thanked him and went inside acting like she owned the place. That was one more thing Luke realized he loved about this family. They welcomed everyone with open arms and made them feel like they belonged. Luke and his friend Ethan, Kate’s vampire mate, arrived soon after. They landed recently at a small, private airport nearest to the mansion. Luke’s first impression of the cold-blood was not as wrong as he thought it would be. The vampire seemed like a decent guy. It was just Luke who had prejudices about his ki