Empress to Impress (A Vampire Novel)

I was coming home from Ashlyn Derbot's party late that night. I pulled out my iPod and began scrolling through music. A 'Death Cab for Cutie' song blared through my headphones, drowning out all other sound.
I turned the corner of Davis St., the street lamps the only light. A chill crept up my spine and I pulled my old leather jacket tighter around me. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end with the eerie feeling that I was being watched. I tried to shrug it off, but didn't let my guard down. I wasn't doing a very good job when I ran into a man that I didn't see coming. I dropped my iPod.

"Sorry, man. My bad," I apologized, picking up my tech.

"No harm done," he wiped his very expensive looking coat. I glanced up at him, seeing he was about five years older than me.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Lucinda. You?"

"Wesley Maddox III."

"Ha, you sound like royalty or something," I teased.

"I am," he smirked.

"What?" He slammed me into a tree.

"So pretty." he nibbled.



9. Chapter 9: Will We Meet Soon?

"Wow, Lucinda! You've got all the guys looking at you now! I'm jealous," Collete told me as we were walking towards the theatre.

"I do not."

"You really do! I mean, I know that's one of your abilities," she babbled on.

"But I'm not using it," I replied.

"Well, it was obvious that he found you attractive. Hmm, perhaps he thought you were someone else."

"Honestly, Collete. I don't think anyone else looks like me."

"You're right. You look like you just jumped out of the '90s," she teased.

"I don't know about you, but I actually liked the '90s. They were cool, fun, and had great music."

"Whatever you say," she rolled her eyes. We walked side by side a bit longer until we came to theatre. There wasn't a line for anything so we were quickly inside, waiting for our movie to start.

"I wonder if you'll run into him around town," Collete thought out loud.

"I don't think so. You know I don't go out very much."

"I can't believe you abuse your privilege as a high ranking vamp! Not everyone is given the gift of being a day-walker."

"I know, but what would I even do? Just walk around, hoping I bump into him by chance?"

"YES!" Collete yelled excitedly.

"SHHHH!!!" the people in front of us rudely shushed her. She gave them a sneer, leaned down, and whispered,

"The blonde guy dies in the next scene."

The people groaned loudly in complaint whilst Collete just grinned to herself. I giggled and rolled my eyes. Collete had an evil sense of humour, and I absolutely loved that about her.

"So," she resumed our conversation, "what are you going to do?"

"Nothing?" I replied, surprised she hadn't already gotten my point.

"You can't just do nothing! Go shopping or something. The Lord knows how much you need a new wardrobe," she snickered.

"Fine, now can I just enjoy the movie?"

"But we've already seen it, like, three times."

"Then why are we here?" I asked in curiosity.

"I have no idea! Let's go! We can see if that sexy guy got lost," she smirked.

"I think you've lost your mind."






The Hunter had gotten the job at the mechanics, and was now making his way to where Sarah told him to meet her. It was supposed to be some offhand diner at the edge of town. He walked inside, and quickly found the ginger still in her work uniform.

"Didn't have time to change?" the Hunter laughed.

"I barely have time to be here," she ignored his petty jokes. "Mark just told me to give you this file. It has everything about this case I'm working; apparently, we're going to be partners."

"You don't sound so excited."

"I'm not," Sarah said bluntly. "I am perfectly capable of doing my own dirty work. I don't need some guy doing my job."

"I was asked to come here," the Hunter told her.

"Not by me," she spat.

"Maybe Mark thought you needed some reinforcement."

"What? You think you're stronger than me? You think you're wittier than me?" she leaned over the table to peer at him, making him feel sizeably small.

"Not necessarily," he tried to stay calm.

"You better not," Sarah narrowed her eyes at him. "Never underestimate women."

She stood up to leave, putting the file on the table.

"Why shouldn't I?" the Hunter asked curiously.

"Because that will be your downfall," she smiled maniacally.

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