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+ 1	[untitled]
+ 5	Shadows, Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5
+ 5	Shadows, Chapter 5
+ 3	Shadows, Chapter 4
+ 4	Shadows, Chapter 3
+ 7	Shadows, Chapter 2
+ 7	Shadows

 Chapter One

 

Eva’s long golden hair whipped through the air as the new black convertible silently hummed down the road, driven by a slender teenage boy. Her dark blue eyes met his light green ones and they smiled and turned. “Would he really take me somewhere alone and not bite me?”  She was still trying to get over the night three weeks ago when he told her the news. “Can a vampire control the thirst for human blood like mine?”  She still pondered the question. Eva quickly glanced at Dorian and his dark brown hair thrashing about, but then kept her eyes to herself. There was no doubt in her mind that he loved her just as much as she loved him, which was more than the world. The worry of Dorian’s vampire instincts kicking in promptly left her thoughts.

            The car buzzed across a short old bridge and slowed to a stop. The trees stood out in the night and the grass shone in the moonlight. It was lovely. Her hair slowly clung back to her head as before, and Dorian glided over to her door in the blink of an eye. How romantic, she thought. He opened in for her and held out a soft ivory hand. She smiled again and held on to it as she climbed out. His grin widened and he immediately scooped Eva up tenderly in his arms and left the opened door behind him. He carried her all the way under the wooden bridge and fell silent.

            Eva felt absolutely drunk from his behavior. She slid down to the dirt below her, pulling Dorian down with her. He cradled her in his arms once more and rested his hands around her waist. She shivered as a small warm jet shot through her body.

“I’ll always love you, Eva. No matter what, remember that,” his low but soothing voice softly murmured in her ear. He faintly smiled, peering down at her fragile body.

“I’ll love you as long as I live,” she whispered back as she turned in his embrace to face him. “I love you, Dorian Kane.”

            Then Eva’s lips invitingly parted, and she calmly moved closer to his rosy red ones. His parted too. She finally felt his stone cold skin and then his warm tongue raced in to find hers. They clung to each other for what seemed like forever, but then turned back. She noticed the expressions on his face. First he looked dreamy and overwhelmed by her, but then he sighed and frowned.

“I could never love you, yet I still do.” He tried to catch Eva’s eyes, but she jerked her head away. Eva was determined not to let him see her cry, especially not as much as she was about to.

“But,” her lower lip trembled, “…I do love you, Dorian. I just can’t leave you, even if it means risking my life every moment I’m around you.” Eva refused to let him drift out of her mist so easily. “I can’t let him go,” she realized. Dorian made her life complete. She really did love him, vampire or not.

“I understand, and that’s why I can’t hang out with you anymore…but it’s just a lot harder than you could ever imagine. It’s so…tempting to simply bite your neck and suck you dry when you smell so irresistible. It’s even harder when you’re so vulnerable.”

            Now Eva was hurt, tears slowly forming in her eyes and then falling when she blinked. She felt his icy finger brush again her face to clear them, but it was useless. She fretted under her breath.

“So you never want to see me again?” She trembled even more as she asked him something she thought she would never have to ask him.

His head dropped, as if ashamed of himself and his race.

“I can’t risk exposing my family. We are the future to all vampires, Eva.” He steadied his voice ever so slightly. Eva didn’t want to give up, but when she lifted her head he was gone. She was left crying hopelessly under the dark gloomy bridge. After a few moments, she stood and regained her balance.

“If I can’t have you,” she wiped a drop from her face as she whispered to the night sky, “Then nobody can.” “There’s nothing wrong with me anyway,” she told herself. “I’m a decent seventeen year old, just like Dorian.”

            Eva ran off to the road, but dusty clouds from his car were distant now. She smeared the remaining flood from her cheeks and rushed off to her house a few minutes away. It didn’t take long before she was belting through the door and running to her bedroom, another waterfall appearing. Eva senselessly flung herself onto the velvet bed, burying her body deep under the covers. There she laid all night, open-eyed, tears pouring from her face. Nobody was home, so she had nobody to comfort her. She tried to raise her head from under the blankets, but she was too tired. Suddenly a warm black haze filled her consciousness and she fell deep asleep.

            Hours ticked by while Eva lay in bed. She knew she had awoken when she felt the fresh winter-like air blowing on her from the window. She jumped up as she realized the freezing condition of her body. With a loud thud, she slammed the opened window shut. “I can’t stand the nerve of him,” she thought. A far off dinging released Eva from her thoughts. The eight bells made the time clear. She sighed and pulled a raspberry shirt over her head and an old pair of blue jeans up by her waist. Tumbling down the stairs and into the kitchen, Eva grabbed the milk carton and didn’t bother to get a glass as she gulped it down. “Wonder where mom is,” she questioned herself. “Oh well, I’m getting out of here,” she decided.

            Eva slipped on her black shoes and hurried out of the house and into the driveway for her car. When she stepped outside, she saw something else parked there too. It wasn’t her car, it was the black convertible, but Dorian wasn’t the person inside. As the tall lean figure saw her standing at the screen door, he swiftly jumped out and walked over. Eva recognized him as Patrick Kane, Dorian’s older brother, as he approached her.

“Look, if you’re here because Dorian wanted to hurt me more, forget it,” Eva commanded as she shot him an unfriendly look. She couldn’t stand how Dorian had treated her and she wasn’t going to get it from his brother either.

“No, no, Eva. You’ve got it all wrong. I’m not here because he wants to insult you,” he looked taken aback, “Actually, it sounded like you’re hurting him more by your attitude. Dorian doesn’t show his emotions that great, but I could tell something was upsetting him.”
Eva held no pity and quickly asked, “Well then what do you want? I’ve got places to go and people to see.”
His eyes caught hers for a moment but then turned away. He looked annoyed by Eva’s comments but still kept his soft tone. “I have come to explain something to you,” he stared her down, “…and no, you don’t have anything to do or I would’ve heard about it from Dorian. That’s why you’re coming with me today. We’re going to go up to the mountains so I can teach you something important about vampires and why Dorian had to leave you.”

            Eva twisted around to leave him there. “He’s not taking me anywhere. I want nothing to do with these people anymore,” she thought. Patrick seemed to know exactly what she was thinking and moved like a blur in front of the door, blocking her escape from him.

“You’re not going anywhere other than with me.” His eyes were now cold. “We can do this the easy way…” His eyes softened, but Eva wouldn’t take that as an option. Patrick was aware of her stubbornness. “…Or we can do this the hard, rough way…” he muttered as he lifted her off the ground and carelessly tossed her across his shoulder.

“Let me go!” she cried. There was no way he was letting go of her before he took her where he wanted her. Eva fretted once more.

            Patrick smirked at her and threw her in the passenger seat. He quickly appeared on the other side of the car and jumped in. He locked the doors and turned to strap Eva in. She kicked and bit him, but he wouldn’t let her go. The car started up and they sped off towards the vigorous mountains. Eva fearfully glanced around, looking for a way out, but found none.

            He was taking her to the mountains. He was going to teach her a lesson about himself. A lesson about vampires. Suddenly Eva felt unsafe.

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