Blood and Secrets: MM Vampire Romance by Beatrix Hollow

Author:Beatrix Hollow [Hollow, Beatrix]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-28T16:00:00+00:00

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Visamar University was an obscure gothic castle that had been turned into a school. The town itself seemed to shift to match the skinny spires and over-detailed buttresses and arches. The locals were gaunt and pale with long faces that had deep set lines. Nature itself had seemed altered, the trees twisted, their leaves growing crumpled and brown. The grass was always desaturated, barely green at all even in the best of months.

The campus was peculiar. The place was confusing with little pockets of space that were left forgotten. Too many halls and rooms. Too many looming stained glass windows with demons glaring down at you. There were dark secrets here that hinted at its history.

We’d been lucky to find our safe room. It was a forgotten dungeon cell of all things. Not appropriate for a school of coeds but very appropriate for a secret society of vampires.

The room had been long forgotten for whatever reason. Probably because it was very bare as well as damp and monotone. Vampires didn’t like places like this. They liked ornate designs—intricacies to capture their mind. It was a trait they all had. If they failed to have interesting things around they were drawn to the bad habit of counting. It could become an overwhelming compulsion if they were left in places bereft of detail.

This fact was why the Brotherhood preferred spartan design. They practiced minimalism in every space with empty, pale walls, great expanses of smooth one-toned floors, and the barest amount of personal objects.

They wanted vampires frustrated and drawn to counting. It distracted them. Fledglings had difficulty controlling the compulsion to count even when given intricate rooms.

I noticed Sebastian mumbling under his breath as we walked through the library. His eyes scanned rows of books and his mouth moved quickly.

“Three-hundred-and-eight, three-hundred-and-nine,” he murmured.

“It’ll get better,” I said. He groaned and mumbled quieter. It was Monday but far too late in the night for anyone to be around. I noticed Sebastian’s hands began to tremble, his breath picking up. He shifted slightly closer.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. He was antsy, twisting to look behind us as his pupils dilated like a frightened cat’s.

“Wolfe was hunting me. I’d run here trying to get away.” His words reminded me about the old bites I’d seen on his neck. I’d been too frantic about him changing to give them any thought.

“What happened?” I asked quietly. Our voices carried in the empty library regardless of how soft we talked.

“He was feeding on me. I didn’t know,” he said, shaking his head.

“What are you talking about?” The implication of his words was terrifying. He was being hunted? Why wouldn’t he have said anything to me?

“The dreams,” he whispered, head twisting around as we went deeper into the large room. “Wolfe is a master vampire,” he murmured almost too low for me to hear. It was as if he was scared to say the name. That was an indicator to me of what Wolfe was to him. Not just a nightly attacker but his sire.

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