Not Another Vampire Book by Ramona Flowers (e reader books .txt) 📖

EPILOUGE: Sharon walked through the forest in her home as usual. The large black tree trunks stood tall above her four year-old frame. The silver and metallic leaves sparkled in the sunlight. Run her father’s voice whispered in her head. Sharon knew that whatever Daddy says goes. She started off in a slight jog. Then her ears picked up on weird hissing sounds. Run! her Dad’s voice sounded more urgent. She peered over her shoulder in time to see a large snake slithering at an abnormal pace. Her eyes widen in shock and she ran faster.
“Qu'est-ce que le clan des serpents fais ici?” Sharon murmured to herself in her demon tongue. She used this when she was mad, scared, or confused. Right now it was the last two.
Sharon’s black tail was flicking left and right at rapid pace to keep up with her direction changes. Her adrenaline kicked in and her vision sharpened. She knew her pupils dilated and her cat ears popped free on the top of her head. The sound of hissing became louder and louder. Run baby girl; get to the edge of the forest. Come on honey just a little further her father encouraged. Sharon’s breathing was ragged, she saw a familiar clearing up ahead and pushed more. Something cut her arm, as she reached the end of the clearing. She looked down to see the last of the snake venom seeping into her arm and menacing red eye that seem to be smiling in achievement.
Sharon staggered forward into a portal then collapsed into strange green stuff. For reason she couldn’t feel her tail and her ears were gone. Her tongue ran over her teeth to find no sharp canines as that were normally there.
; Panic over took her and she fainted again. She awoke sometime later into the arms of her mother’s crying face. Her mother hugged her tight and hard. She pulled back and her mom ran her long finger through her hair soothingly. Sharon relaxed a bit knowing her mom was there.
“It’s okay honey, you’re safe.” Her mom smiled assuring.
Sharon turned her head to see a cute brown puppy with one blue eye one green one. The puppy licked her cheek and wagged its tail. She smiled as it licked her nose then her hand. “B.G. that’s your name, that’s short for blue-green.” she smiled.
A small voice was nagging at the back of her head, but it was too weak for her to hear. Her mom put her back down on a soft bed that almost swallowed her with its softness. B.G. curled up next to her and fell asleep, and she felt tired herself. She let her heavy eyes close and she was dreaming instantly.
“Good job my daughter.” He dad smiled at her.
“Daddy!” she squealed and ran to hug him.
“Where are your ears and tail, honey?” he asked concerned
“Those scary snakes cut me.” She said sadly.
“Oh non, ils essaient de changer le destin.” He said mostly to himself.
“What? I don’t understand what you said Daddy.”
Her dad’s eyes widen then turned very sad. “It’s okay honey. Just go to sleep. You will be staying with mommy for a while.”
Sharon nodded her head in excitement and hugged her dad tighter. “But Daddy what about the kingdom, will it be okay without me?”
“Yes princess just fine.” He smiled, but behind it Sharon could see the tears threatening to fall. Kings must never cry. Ever.
Her dad let go and everything went black, and when she woke up Sharon couldn’t remember a thing. She didn’t panic because she had no reason to worry about what she forgot.
END OF EPILOUGE
 
TWELVE YEARS LATER:
The music was playing out of my iPod speakers as my friends and I got ready. It was a rare occasion when I actually wore make up, but when I did everyone says I could be a model. My long legs and shoulder length blonde hair were helpful. The black tips in my hair give me a look that I’m tougher and I do know how to knock a person out.
“Are you ready?” my friend Zania asked.
Zania is the most athletic girl in my school who most of the football jocks want to date. Her obsession with volleyball is almost frightening, but she is fun to hang around with. Being an only child she gets almost everything she wants, but when she doesn’t we all to stay clear.
‘’Almost.” I said as I finished the last touches of my black eyeliner.
“Remember the theme tonight is scene so…well Zania just don’t overdo it. I don’t want to hear you complain about your hair getting stuck when you use too much hair spray.” Bryce warns with her hands on her hips.
Bryce is a tiny girl, not height wise but just really skinny. For a girl her size she does have a loud voice and knows how to project it. If you give her any amount of sugar of any sort is a disaster in the making. She kind of is crazy when she comes into contact with it, and everyone knows that giving her sugar is a direct slap from me.
Zania huffs and continues to put hair spray in her hair despite the warning. I laugh as I take one last check in the mirror, and then grab Zania’s arm before she really does go overboard. We hop into her Zania’s dad’s truck to head to the club just for teenagers. Being 16 that is the perfect age to get in and not be asked if we were too young or old.
We waved goodbye to her dad as we walked toward the log line that stretched several blocks from the club. Zania grabbed my arm and I turned to see what she wanted. She pointed to the door where a tall boy was waving at me. With a closer look I saw it was my friend Quintyn.
“Come here.” He called us over.
All three of us walked to him where he told us that he got a job as the door bouncer, and he said we could go in because he was allowed to let his friends in. I was a little hesitant at first, but Zania and Bryce thanking him as they dragged me in was kind of hard to deny his offer. Everyone in line groaned as the door closed behind us. The darkness of the club almost made me trip when my eyes didn’t adjust fast enough. The loudness of the music did throw me off balance, but I didn’t fall because Bryce caught my arm and steadied me.
I looked up at the DJ booth and saw my friend DJ Izzy Sounds. He saw me and a big grin crossed his impish face.
“Will Sharon and her beautiful friends get their pretty little selves up here so we can party the right way?” he mocked into the microphone.
I felt my face redden as we made our way to the DJ booth. Some sets of curious eyes followed us but then went back to what they were doing. When I reached him his smile was covering the lower half of his face. Izzy wrapped his arm around my should and leaned me down to the microphone and forced me to introduce myself to the club. They returned my weak hello with a roar of cheers, and I hastily returned to Zania and Bryce with an even redder face then walking up there.
“Let’s go dance.” Zania yelled over the music.
I gladly let her grab my arm and lead me to the dance floor exclusively for the DJ’s chosen. For a dance floor only meant for 200, it sure felt like there was more. I’m not the best of dancers and being taller doesn’t always make enough room, but I sure do know how to dance. In my strapless black mini dress gave my legs enough room without being suffocated by the leather, and my thigh-high black converse meant I didn’t have to worry about heels digging into my feet all night.
I stood in the middle of the dance floor letting the music wash over me, simply bobbing to the beat. Slowly I saw guys from around the dance floor circling around us. Most of them were very good looking and I didn’t mind dancing with them, but if they tried anything I would have had to break some arms. After an hour of dancing non-stop, I told Zania and Bryce I was going to get us some water and to find a table to rest at. They nodded and went to find the table while I made my way to the “bar”. Since this was a teen club they didn’t really sell alcoholic drinks. When I got to the bar I called for the guy working and saw it was my old friend Chris.
“What do ya need?” he asked smiling.
“Three waters.” I replied.
“Wow that’s a lot for one person. What you a camel or something?” he mocked at me.
“I’m here with friends and I have been dancing for an hour straight.” I pretended to be offended “Now do your job and get me something to drink.”
He mocked a bow and got me three water bottles. I reached for my wallet, but he stopped me. “On the house.”
Thanking him I grabbed the waters and walked back to the table. I saw three guys standing at the table talking to Zania and Bryce. They all turned to look at me as I approached them. I waved to them as Zania got up and put her arm around my shoulder. Putting the waters down, I turned to greet these new people.
Out of the three I realized they were all extremely good looking, and very tall. The blonde guy had puppy brown eyes that made me want to just hug him until he smiled. The next guy had silver hair and ice blue eyes that gave him a regal prince look. He was giving me a strange look like he knew me, or worse wanted to eat me. The last guy however was different; he had jet black hair that fell just above his eyes in a swooping motion and gorgeous green eyes that seemed to glow. I couldn’t figure it out, but I felt like a magnet the way I found myself slowly walking toward him. I stopped myself before anyone noticed.
Zania pointed to the blonde guy, “This is Paul,” then the price looking guy, “this is Adrian,” then black hair guy. “And this is Damion.”
They all said hello and I waved back. “If I knew we were going to have more people I would have brought more water.” I joked dryly.
Sensing my discomfort, Bryce acted like something was wrong with her contact and asked me to help her with it. Glad to leave from the awkward situation, I followed her to the bathroom.
“I don’t really have to fix my contact but can I borrow your mascara.” She asked.
“Yeah.” I said as I rummaged through my purse.
I stared at my reflection as she fixed her make-up. With eyes that looked like blue lightening and hair that is strawberry blonde I don’t see why everyone thinks I’m so pretty. I do have high cheek bones and what people say “an hour glass figure”, but I think my tallness takes that away; and I’m not lacking in the chest department, but that aren’t the biggest in the world.
Bryce had finished her touch up and went to use the bathroom. “I’m going to wait outside for you.”
“Okay.” She