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Authors: J.L. Myers
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Magic, vampire, Young Adult, Werewolf, shapeshifter, alchemist, lycan, premonition
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see,” he said, looking back at me with gleaming eyes. “You’re into Ty. You’re attracted to him.”
Fire seared up my neck and across my cheeks. The notion of wanting to kill someone while being attracted to them was utterly ridiculous. He was wrong. The urge to lash out seized me and I clenched my fists, narrowing my eyes at Dorian. “I am only going to say this once. Troy is a steroid-pumped jerk. Ty isn’t. That’s the only reason I look at them differently.”
Dorian raised a doubtful brow as we drove through the stone-barrier fronting our house. “Whatever you reckon, sis.” But the look on his face said, I’ll get to Mom before you do.
Knowing he’d lock me out of Mom’s office if he had the chance, I raced into the house, failing to slam the door before he leaped inside.
Mom smiled. “You just missed your uncle on the phone. He was calling to see how you’re both settling in. Unfortunately, he’s swamped with work at the Armaya. However he said he might be able to visit in a couple of weeks.” Mom was already dressed in a blazer and A-line skirt for her first meeting at the Portsmouth Vampire Council. “Now tell me, how was your first day at school?”
I threw my backpack down at the side of her desk. “Mom, please, you have to say no.”
“What is going on?” she demanded, nodding at the two chairs across from her for us to sit. “Did something happen?”
“What?” I suddenly realized the worry on her face came from fear that we’d failed to control ourselves today. Before I had a chance to voice my how could you send us to school if you thought we’d kill someone rant, Dorian spoke.
“No,” he said, “nothing like that. Amelia is just over-reacting, as usual.”
“Now, Dorian,” Mom spoke sternly. “You know being a vampire heightens your emotions. So far you have found most of the transition quite routine. Amelia on the other hand, has always been more emotionally charged. So her ability to control her influx of feelings will take more time and patience.”
“Whatever.” Dorian rolled his eyes and thrust the two forms into her hands. “I want to join the swim team, and to qualify I have to race their captain.”
“A race?” Mom pursed her lips in thought. “Well I don’t see the harm.”
“You don’t see the harm!” I shot up and kicked my bag. Everything spilled out: textbooks, pencil case, iPhone, and the damn excursion slips. It had an extended deadline of tomorrow morning, seeing as it was already well into the new school year. Every other student’s had been returned last week.
Mom snatched the permission slips up from the ground, scanning it over with narrowed eyes. “And I suppose you don’t want to go on this geography excursion either?”
“Mom, you don’t understand.” I threw clasped hands across her tidy desk, pleading. “Today was hard, really hard. I don’t think I…”
“Amelia,” she said, cutting me off. Her eyes were gentle but set with determination. “I don’t want to force you to do anything. But I will not let you hide away, believing you’re some despicable creature. You are not. You are a good person.” With a steady breath she pulled a pen from her blazer pocket and signed all three forms. “Learning to co-exist with humans is a process. And you and Dorian are doing so well. I am so extremely proud of you both.”
I cringed. The race was bad enough. Now I had to stress about the cons of being trapped on a human-packed bus ride to the White Mountains. Not enough clean air, too many bodies, and no escape…unless I dive out one of the windows. I knelt to stuff the spilled items into my backpack. Then knowing nothing I could say would change her mind, I snatched my two forms from Mom’s desk and stomped from her office.
Upstairs in my room I dumped my bag on the carpet before flopping onto my bed. Today sucked! And I still had algebra homework and a paper on Freud’s Theory of the Unconscious to get started on.
With
Fire seared up my neck and across my cheeks. The notion of wanting to kill someone while being attracted to them was utterly ridiculous. He was wrong. The urge to lash out seized me and I clenched my fists, narrowing my eyes at Dorian. “I am only going to say this once. Troy is a steroid-pumped jerk. Ty isn’t. That’s the only reason I look at them differently.”
Dorian raised a doubtful brow as we drove through the stone-barrier fronting our house. “Whatever you reckon, sis.” But the look on his face said, I’ll get to Mom before you do.
Knowing he’d lock me out of Mom’s office if he had the chance, I raced into the house, failing to slam the door before he leaped inside.
Mom smiled. “You just missed your uncle on the phone. He was calling to see how you’re both settling in. Unfortunately, he’s swamped with work at the Armaya. However he said he might be able to visit in a couple of weeks.” Mom was already dressed in a blazer and A-line skirt for her first meeting at the Portsmouth Vampire Council. “Now tell me, how was your first day at school?”
I threw my backpack down at the side of her desk. “Mom, please, you have to say no.”
“What is going on?” she demanded, nodding at the two chairs across from her for us to sit. “Did something happen?”
“What?” I suddenly realized the worry on her face came from fear that we’d failed to control ourselves today. Before I had a chance to voice my how could you send us to school if you thought we’d kill someone rant, Dorian spoke.
“No,” he said, “nothing like that. Amelia is just over-reacting, as usual.”
“Now, Dorian,” Mom spoke sternly. “You know being a vampire heightens your emotions. So far you have found most of the transition quite routine. Amelia on the other hand, has always been more emotionally charged. So her ability to control her influx of feelings will take more time and patience.”
“Whatever.” Dorian rolled his eyes and thrust the two forms into her hands. “I want to join the swim team, and to qualify I have to race their captain.”
“A race?” Mom pursed her lips in thought. “Well I don’t see the harm.”
“You don’t see the harm!” I shot up and kicked my bag. Everything spilled out: textbooks, pencil case, iPhone, and the damn excursion slips. It had an extended deadline of tomorrow morning, seeing as it was already well into the new school year. Every other student’s had been returned last week.
Mom snatched the permission slips up from the ground, scanning it over with narrowed eyes. “And I suppose you don’t want to go on this geography excursion either?”
“Mom, you don’t understand.” I threw clasped hands across her tidy desk, pleading. “Today was hard, really hard. I don’t think I…”
“Amelia,” she said, cutting me off. Her eyes were gentle but set with determination. “I don’t want to force you to do anything. But I will not let you hide away, believing you’re some despicable creature. You are not. You are a good person.” With a steady breath she pulled a pen from her blazer pocket and signed all three forms. “Learning to co-exist with humans is a process. And you and Dorian are doing so well. I am so extremely proud of you both.”
I cringed. The race was bad enough. Now I had to stress about the cons of being trapped on a human-packed bus ride to the White Mountains. Not enough clean air, too many bodies, and no escape…unless I dive out one of the windows. I knelt to stuff the spilled items into my backpack. Then knowing nothing I could say would change her mind, I snatched my two forms from Mom’s desk and stomped from her office.
Upstairs in my room I dumped my bag on the carpet before flopping onto my bed. Today sucked! And I still had algebra homework and a paper on Freud’s Theory of the Unconscious to get started on.
With
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