before, she’d had the most vivid dream. About a vampire girl named Caitlin. She could see her face, her eyes, her hair, even now. In the dream, she was told that this girl had been her best friend for life, and throughout the dream, it seemed like they were friends forever. She woke up feeling it was so real, that it was more a meeting than a dream.
She couldn’t understand it, but she woke up remembering everything about this girl, remembering al the times they’d spent together.
It didn’t make any sense, because Pol y knew she’d never been to any of those places. She wondered if maybe, somehow, she had been looking into the future? She knew that vampires visited each other in dreams, and that they occasional y had the power to see into the future and the past.
But these powers were also unpredictable. It could be a world of il usions. One never knew: was one seeing the future, seeing the past, and was one merely dreaming?
After the dream, Pol y had awakened looking for Caitlin, as if she real y knew her. She found herself missing her as she walked down the hal . It was crazy. Missing a girl she’d never even met.
And then this boy showed up, Sam. And for some crazy reason, Pol y felt his energy to be connected to hers. How, she couldn’t possibly know. Was she just imagining that, too?
Aside from al of this, she found herself feeling something for Sam. She wouldn’t say that she was head over heels for him. But she was not unattracted to him either. There was something about him. It wasn’t the feeling of being in love. It was more a feeling of being…intrigued. Wanting to know more.
Which made her al the more agitated that Kendra had already laid her eyes upon him. Not necessarily that she wanted him for himself. It was way too early for her to know that. But more because he seemed so innocent, naïve, impressionable. And Kendra was a vulture. She was a member of the royal family, one who had never been told No in her life, and she had a magical way of getting whatever she wanted, from whomever she wanted.
Pol y had always sensed that Kendra had some sort of sinister agenda. For years, she’d been trying to get every vampire in her coven to turn her. Of course, it was forbidden, and no one would oblige her. But now, she could tel , she’d set her sights on Sam. Fresh blood had arrived, and she was determined to try again. Pol y shivered, not liking the idea of what could happen to Sam if Kendra was determined.
Yes, this was certainly an unusual day for her. Her mind swarmed with emotions as she marched down the hal , and she realized she was already late. The new singer everyone had been talking about was giving a private concert for Marie and her entourage. The singer had been here for weeks, and al the other girls were going on about not only his voice, but his looks. She was eager to get a glimpse of him for herself. Pol y had been looking forward to this, and now she was doubly annoyed that she’d come in at the tail end of it.
That was the problem with this place, she thought, as she marched down yet another corridor. It was just too big. It was impossible to get anywhere on time.
Pol y stepped up her pace, and final y reached the end of another corridor, and two guards opened the immense double doors for her. She walked right through, and as they closed behind her, she was immediately embarrassed.
The entire room turned and looked at her; as the singer continued his performance, she realized she’d interrupted the concert. Her face reddened, as she sank to the back of the room, taking a seat among her friends.
Everyone turned back slowly, and as they did, she settled in, and realized the concert was almost over.
She looked up, and watched, and as she caught the first glimpse of the singer’s face, she was shocked. He was even more gorgeous than everyone had said. He had dark features, with dark eyes and dark, wavy hair. His face was perfectly chiseled. He was so regal y dressed, from
She couldn’t understand it, but she woke up remembering everything about this girl, remembering al the times they’d spent together.
It didn’t make any sense, because Pol y knew she’d never been to any of those places. She wondered if maybe, somehow, she had been looking into the future? She knew that vampires visited each other in dreams, and that they occasional y had the power to see into the future and the past.
But these powers were also unpredictable. It could be a world of il usions. One never knew: was one seeing the future, seeing the past, and was one merely dreaming?
After the dream, Pol y had awakened looking for Caitlin, as if she real y knew her. She found herself missing her as she walked down the hal . It was crazy. Missing a girl she’d never even met.
And then this boy showed up, Sam. And for some crazy reason, Pol y felt his energy to be connected to hers. How, she couldn’t possibly know. Was she just imagining that, too?
Aside from al of this, she found herself feeling something for Sam. She wouldn’t say that she was head over heels for him. But she was not unattracted to him either. There was something about him. It wasn’t the feeling of being in love. It was more a feeling of being…intrigued. Wanting to know more.
Which made her al the more agitated that Kendra had already laid her eyes upon him. Not necessarily that she wanted him for himself. It was way too early for her to know that. But more because he seemed so innocent, naïve, impressionable. And Kendra was a vulture. She was a member of the royal family, one who had never been told No in her life, and she had a magical way of getting whatever she wanted, from whomever she wanted.
Pol y had always sensed that Kendra had some sort of sinister agenda. For years, she’d been trying to get every vampire in her coven to turn her. Of course, it was forbidden, and no one would oblige her. But now, she could tel , she’d set her sights on Sam. Fresh blood had arrived, and she was determined to try again. Pol y shivered, not liking the idea of what could happen to Sam if Kendra was determined.
Yes, this was certainly an unusual day for her. Her mind swarmed with emotions as she marched down the hal , and she realized she was already late. The new singer everyone had been talking about was giving a private concert for Marie and her entourage. The singer had been here for weeks, and al the other girls were going on about not only his voice, but his looks. She was eager to get a glimpse of him for herself. Pol y had been looking forward to this, and now she was doubly annoyed that she’d come in at the tail end of it.
That was the problem with this place, she thought, as she marched down yet another corridor. It was just too big. It was impossible to get anywhere on time.
Pol y stepped up her pace, and final y reached the end of another corridor, and two guards opened the immense double doors for her. She walked right through, and as they closed behind her, she was immediately embarrassed.
The entire room turned and looked at her; as the singer continued his performance, she realized she’d interrupted the concert. Her face reddened, as she sank to the back of the room, taking a seat among her friends.
Everyone turned back slowly, and as they did, she settled in, and realized the concert was almost over.
She looked up, and watched, and as she caught the first glimpse of the singer’s face, she was shocked. He was even more gorgeous than everyone had said. He had dark features, with dark eyes and dark, wavy hair. His face was perfectly chiseled. He was so regal y dressed, from
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