VampireQueenEffeffia

“Kyle!” Kyle floated somewhere between conscious and unconscious. His eyelids were glued shut. He wanted to wake up, but he could not. “Kyle, wake up!” Something wet brushed his face. He wanted to push it away, but his arm was too heavy. “Please, Kyle!” There was a slit of light in the darkness. He knew where to go. He reached out for it. “Kyle, wake up!” Finally, he opened his eyes. Runt and Sasha licked his cheeks. His head was in Akora’s lap, and she was staring down at him with an expression he had never seen on her. It was fear. “Kyle, you’re alive!” He sighed with r

Kyle strode back to the Birchwood Tower. Vince had peeled off to return to the Academy, leaving Kyle to find his way back alone. At least by this point in time, he had gone back to it about a hundred times or so, and so he could find it in the dark. Although, having company would have been welcome. He snuck back in through the door, crept up the stairs, and snuck down the hallway. Standing in front of his door, knocking quietly, was Akora. “Akora?” he called gently. “What are you doing here?” “Akfernen?” she whispered in reply. “What aren’t you doing in there?” “Taking a walk,”

Kyle held a scrap of paper between his index finger and thumb. He burned a barn down. He seared the flesh of an evil snake being. One had been done on accident, and the other he was unsure how he did it; he knew he could, but exactly how or why it happened was still a mystery. He wanted to see if he could do it again. He sat on the pebbled shore, the same one he and Akora had visited just a few nights ago. Fledermaus napped beside him. If anything got out of control, there would be nothing to burn. He had to get angry, but not too angry. Anger felt bad. He started by thinking of the things that annoyed him. When the bullies on the bus take my

A knock echoed through the room. Not the best sound to hear when you're alone in the basement of a funeral home.

To the new girl, You've only just gotten here and already I can tell you're one of us. You know something is different, and that's why I'm writing to you so early, because you know, but you don't understand yet, and I have to get to you before they do. Once they know you know, they'll be after you. Am I scaring you? Good. Hold onto that fear, it will keep you alive. I have to be quick, because I know you'll be on the move again soon, and I don't know where you're going just yet. First rule, don't make eye contact with anyone as you walk by, and if you do, look away immediately. There are impersonators. They look like people, but they aren't