The pureblood series: Living

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od, a true vampire with unpuddled blood. There are others, the lesser but we'll go into them later. My story is simple. I was born a pureblood. My parent, bless their soul, were also purebloods. They were killed by the very person hunting me, Victor. Victor has been hunting me and the r

ournal. Writing my life in a book has been one of the ways to reli

ad almost killed me in our last hideout, I escaped thanks to my "come as I

go to school.

her hand was turned in his youth. He can literally do anything with his life. Damian gave me a sullen look. He knew I hated this. Running, hiding

t of nature, Fae. No one really knows their origin but I can tell you, Fae's were so powerful that their pronouncement could become reality. To fix this, mother nature s

ct. Damian offloaded our bags and we lodged in. The inside of the house was spectacular. The living room had mohogany floorboards.

ly made by Damian. He usually plastered my room with titanium due to my nightmares. I carried my sorry ass to a sofa to relax, the road had mad

hear giggles and whispers thanks to my enhanced senses. I wanted to call Damian but curiousity got the better of him. As

. I could see hi

rned returnin

ontinued trying desperat

mian shoved me out of the wa

nversation be postponed ehm..." Damian said, h

leave but he stopped turned back and

and clear. When the door was securely

this. If you haven't fed. D

idn't share a telepathic mindlink with Damian. Damian

'm like eight hundred for peac

tened to me. He sighed then spoke, "Okay!

ed, "I know the

it?" Damia

so it was better that way. After reciting the mantra, I retired to my room. It was going to be a hectic day tomorrow and I had to

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was scrambled. I remembered the new girl's smile, visualizing it like she was right in front of me. I knew I had to know her. The night was far spent. My ala

und the house. It was the girl. I didn't even know her name thanks to her cocky father. I wanted to walk up to her but I feared being tagged a stalker. It was better to watch from the sidelines. I was so carried away studying her features that I didn't notice her turn at my direction. I jerked in surprise and hit a pothole rew

and got nothing but crickets. As I turned to take my leave, I heard he

t meant mother was already awake. Sometimes I had to admit I envied her. She was a strong woman. Ever since father disappeared and was never found. She had taken it upon herself to take care of herself and i. My peptalk encouraged me as i brushed my teeth. At 6:50, I was already dressed and ready for school. Mother dished o

t friend. We've been friends since childhood. He got o

ess student doin

d. After a long wait, a car arrived. Coming out from the backseat was Avery. Her thick black Raven hair danced as the winds tossed them around. Her lips were red and fulle

I sta

he sen

she had no urge to talk to me but I would ke

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ed my possible best to be unattracted. Damian

ful" he

tion as I continued to try m

let me show

movies. The girl who is trying to be lonely gets a go

" I said. As I left him, the look on his face was unmistakable, sadness. I

go back. There had to be someone else who could tell me. My answer walked right in. It was a girl probably in her early sixteens. She had dangerously bleached hair wh

I gre

f seeing me for

ords making it look like she wasn't

at do you want?

inding my class. Em, co

low her. This was worse than being chased. Her out

jam-packed with students and there was only one chair left. I quickly occupie

ice said b

d. It was Henry. Was this fate or was this human just trying to g

The mood I expected was annoyanc

eply burnt down my walls. It reminded me of my f

SHB

an forced me away from his sorry sight. What monster did this? I thought. I knew my father as a powerful vampi

." He paused to cough half clotted blood before continuing, " you are special Avery and ne

m to wake up but he never did. That

*

is and knew he had hurt me. My emotions we're greating stronger. The

through the mindli

, ignoring the teacher's cry. My canines began to extend. My vision got br

y bloody hands. I hated mys

e mindlink. No one deserved to see this. A mo

his sigh of relief. I dropped the dead squirrel on the lush car

tter not until I felt it. My senses were at alert. Time slowed as I saw a huge tree collapse heading right for me. The tree fell to the ground making a booming sound. My strength had not failed me. For unkno

the link, "someone just

his emotions let me know h

ry exclaimed, more