His Enemy, Her Throne

The Monster

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thing in the shadows was big, way bigger than the vampire guy, Hilton. Its red eyes glowed like fire, and I sa

ered, my voice shak

"Don't move," she said, her eyes locked on the sh

bodybuilder. Its skin was dark, almost black, and its face looked like a man's but wrong, too sharp, too

eep and rough, like rocks grinding together.

ngs out. "Leave him alone," she growl

rawl. "Oh, he got everything to do with me," i

you know my name?" I aske

t. They crashed into a wall, bricks cracking. She punched its face, but it barely flinched. It g

. She was already getting up, blood

its claws gleaming. I swung my stake, aiming for its chest. It laughed, catc

sniffing the air. "But n

oosening its grip. I yanked free and ran to Veronica. She was on her feet, her side b

Veronica was faster, pulling me along. We turned a corner, ducking behind a big

on mine. "We can't stay here," she whispere

voice loud. She shus

said. "That's bad,

still racing. "Why's it a

you," she said. "Your blood, your strength is not

h bin shook, like something heavy landed on it. Veronica pulled me down, her hand over my m

opped, and the air went quiet again. Veronica let go of my mouth,

eed to get out of here," I sa

e. It's far, but it's protected. No

asked, wiping sw

said, like it

r. "I can't just leave!

d. "That thing will kill you. Hilton w

She was right. I wasn't safe. "Fine," I said, my voice l

something from a movie. We got in, and she drove fast, the city lights blurring past. My neck stung where sh

d, hearing that demon's voice saying my name. Veronica's hands gripped the wheel

estions as we climbed on. The inside was fancy leather seats, a table wit

this for you," she said. "I thought

leaning forward. "Tell me,

u're not human, Jason. Not all the way. I don't know

, but it sounded weak. "I'm just a guy. I

r blood makes me feel good, that is why I can't stop feeding on you. T

ning. "You're not making sense," I

, looking away. "But we'

, my heart heavy. I wasn't just a guy anymore. Something was inside

e in the middle of nowhere, all stone and tall windows. It looked

d my bag, my body tired but buzzing. Veronica turned to me, her

ig couch, and she poured me a glass of water. Her hand brushed mine, and my skin ti

r voice soft. "I'm so

or. Veronica froze, her eyes wide. "That's impos

door down. A voice called out, cold and sharp. "Veronica! I know yo

on. It wasn't the demon. It was