Birth of the Vampire (The Vanderlind Realm) by Twist Gayla

Author:Twist, Gayla [Twist, Gayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-05-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Haley

When I woke up, I felt soil pressing on my face. Everything was pitch black. I instantly knew that I had been buried alive. Some serial killer must have attacked me and buried me alive. I started to scream, but that only got dirt in my mouth. I couldn’t breathe. I was going to suffocate. I started flailing my arms and legs, trying to get to the surface. If I was lucky, I’d only been stuck in a shallow grave.

I felt something move next to me. An arm gripped me across my chest and growled, “Stop moving. We’re not that deep.”

I screamed again and then started choking on the wad of dirt I’d inhaled. “I can’t breathe,” I said between coughs. “I can’t breathe.”

“You don’t need to breathe,” the voice informed me. “You just think you do out of habit. Now calm down.”

Funnily enough, I discovered the voice was right. I could breathe. Or I didn’t need to breathe. I wasn’t sure which, but I did realize I wasn’t about to suffocate. “Who are you?” I demanded, “What’s going on.” When he didn’t answer right away, I added, “Why are we down here? What did you do to me?”

“Calm down and breathe,” the voice said sternly.

“You just said I didn’t have to breathe,” I informed him, feeling panicked again. “Let me go. I’m getting the hell out of here.”

“Calm down!” the voice thundered, gripping me even more fiercely. “I was just using a figure of speech. The sun hasn’t set yet. If you try to leave now, you’ll fry both of us.”

I had no idea what he was talking about. How was I going to fry someone? It didn’t make any sense. I took a moment to fight down my panic and finally asked, “Who are you?”

“I am Dorian Vanderlind,” he told me. “I am your maker.”

Dorian Vanderlind? I tried to place the name. It was vaguely familiar. Did I know him somehow? That still didn’t explain why we were both huddled in some damn hole in the ground. And what the hell was a maker? I took a quick mental inventory and realized I still had on all my clothes. That was good. After my fiasco with Tommy, I really didn’t need another creep taking advantage of me while I was passed out or something.

The name Tommy jarred something loose in my head. I remembered that Tommy was a complete asshole who had used me and then humiliated me. That was something that was hard to forget. I’d been at a party, and he was there being a jerk. And there was the super hot but kind of creepy Dorian guy. I remembered him, too. Then I’d been driving. And trying to text Erika. And then there was the tree. I remembered the tree.

“Don’t text and drive,” I mumbled as all the memories came flooding back.

“Is that what you were doing?” he said, sounding slightly amused. “I couldn’t figure it out. I knew it had to be something incredibly stupid.

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