I just had to be a vampire slayer by Tiffany Wallace (great books for teens TXT) 📕

That was my second one tonight and boy was it exhilarating! When I first started slaying, I hated it but I had a good reason to begin in the first place. I never thought I would ever kill a living being in my ENTIRE life, I was just not a bad person. I've never even had thoughts to kill people before, ever! But I guess a vampire (god, I hate that word) doesn't really count. They're not alive, they have no souls, they're just like machines. No heart, just want to do what they please OR are instructed to do. The only thing they ever want is blood, which always makes them come to me. A lot of vampires always end up telling me the smell of my blood is intoxicating and it's usually the last thing they ever say since that's when I kill them ... just when they're getting ready to bite me. My blood always lures them to me, and life was just made that much easier for me.


I walked back into the club, Noir Nuit. Some French club which is probably the most famous vampire club around, hence the reason I always go, one by one the stupid vampires are going to die. The multiple lights surround me, and I can already see a vampire trying to lure in a girl to come with him to the back alley, where I just was. They'll have a nice surprise to discover my former partner's body there. Haha!


I catch my friend, Rose's eye. She's dancing with this guy, looks like a rock star with his long hair and pierced eyebrow and the muscle t-shirt is a dead giveaway, but that's her type I guess. She's going home with him tonight, I silently say in my head. She gives me a look that says "Where the hell were you?" I wink at her and she catches her drift. Rose looks so peaceful and happy. When have I ever been happy to come to a club. Rose is always excited whenever I mention the idea of going to a club; she comes for fun while I come with a mission, seduce vampires and kill them.


Now let's start with a bit about me. I'm Mariah Kerié , no not the Mariah Carey, but

Mariah Kerié , the first e (ee) is stretched and the last e sounds like an ey ( MARIAH KEE-REY). You probably guessed it but I'm French. Both my parents were born and raised in Paris, and then when they got married, they moved to California, where I was born. People always confuse my name, and some people call me Mariah Carey just for the fun of it. I am not her! She's a singer whose voice can hit 8 octaves and married to Nick Cannon and I'm a slayer, and she is gorgeous while I'm just ... average? People always tell me they wish they had my features but I always disagree. I just don't see it.


I have long wavy black hair just beneath my shoulders and green eyes, which throws people off, since a lot of people with black hair don't have green eyes. I think that's why people are always so intrigued by me. I'm not too tall, 5'6 and I'm curvy, curves in all the right spots. Not too fat and not too skinny. Just right, exactly what guys go for right? ;) I used to have a problem whenever people made fun of me, but I got used to it. I don't know anybody that does what I do. I guess I should be like stick thin since I whoop people's butts for a living but after a tiring day I usually come home and stuff my face with ice-cream, my weakness. Stop judging me! I'm perfectly fine with it and I bet I could still kick anybody's butt! People say I'm a tomboy, I don't really try to impress anybody and I'm not too big of a fan with makeup. Just the basics; lipgloss and moisturizer. I'm au naturelle. I'm a slayer, I have no time for that stuff .


So why did I become a vampire slayer? A few years ago, my best friend, Jesse and I went hiking up this nature trail that we found when we were just kids. We were so close... I even had a crush on him. We climbed the nature trail and watched the sunset together everyday during our summer holidays from school. One day some vampires came and they looked pretty bloodthirsty. Jesse was the lone victim. He was killed by a vampire right in front of me, to this day I am still wondering as to why they left me and didn't go for the kill but I somehow survived.


They just gave me a smirk and didn't even touch me. I witnessed the entire thing, while one bloodsucker was holding me and didn't let me help him, not that I could've helped him in the first place. By the time they finished with him, he was drained of blood and there was nothing I could do to help him. I was heartbroken... to this day, my relationship with Jesse's family have never been the same. I've tried talking to them but they don't ever have anything to say. After Jesse's funeral, they moved away to Minnesota. I tried communicating with his sister, Eliza, but I guess she still hates me too. I vowed that one day I was going to find the vampire that killed him and make him pay. A year or two after that, I joined a secret organization.


I can't even say their name out loud because that's how secretive they are. Anyways, they found me and they already knew my situation about vampires and so they wanted to help me take revenge and also help them out to take out the vampires as well. To make the world a better place, I mean really who needs trash in this world? I trained with them; learned vampires' vulnerabilities, get to use a lot of cool weapons too and I soon became their best recruit, which earned me the title of the vampire slayer - best in the country. No one knows my true identity, not even my parents. They would freak! So anyways, I was a Berkeley University student by day, slayer by night. It's a lot to handle, studies and killing, but I manage.


Bringing back the memories of Jesse was hard so I knew it was time for me to go home, put on a chick flick and paint my nails. Just cause I'm a tomboy doesn't mean I can't act like a girl once in a while, right? I go and tell Rose that I'm going to head out, she wants to come with me but I tell her to stay and have fun. Why should her fun get ruined?

Just when I reach the door, I feel a hand touch my shoulder.

I turn and stare up into a pair of honey golden eyes. It felt like just a pair of eyes had mesmerized me. I discreetly shook my head in order to get myself out of the trance. I knew he was a vampire; and he was trying to compel me. Usually it worked on people; one look into a vampire's eyes and the human was like a deer caught in a car's headlights in the middle of a highway. If a human became trapped under a vampire's spell, surely they wouldn't be alive for the next morning... I've seen it happen before. I, on the other hand was a lucky one. Sure I had a soft spot for attractive men, and everybody knows that vampires were beautiful creatures but a vampire hasn't ever been able to get under their control, probably another reason why I was the perfect candidate to be a slayer.

He smiled a crooked smile, and I, in return smiled back seductively. He looked taken back, probably because he figured his compelling wasn't working on me and usually this made vampires try harder, which always made it harder for them to stay away from me and it made my job a hell of a lot easier... in a way. But all I could think about was running my hands through his icy blonde hair.


"Surely a pretty thing like you shouldn't leave so early without a date," the creature said, "Why it's only 1 in the morning, why not stay for a bit longer?"

All I could think was "1am is early for you? Do you have too much human blood in your system?"


But I didn't say that, instead " I was getting tired, you can only dance with so many people in one night ... unless you want to rock my world tonight." I giggled and winked. Urgh, I hated giggling, it made me seem like an innocent little puppy but most men usually just eat it up. I guess he was one of them because then he took his hand and gently started rubbing against my arm. It made me shiver, which made me pathetic. But it's hard having hormones to deal with while you're trying to kill the piece of trash that's standing in front of you. I couldn't handle it any longer so I took his hand and led him onto the dance floor. I put my arms around his neck as he slid his arms around my waist and pulled me in close. I tried to keep my distance but he had such a strong grip. I saw Rose again, and she was giving me a weird look as if to say " were you really going to go home?" I grinned at her. She rolled her eyes and smiled. She was still with the rocker dude. I turned back to the mystery guy and smiled. Funny, how I never asked for his name. It didn't really matter because I was going to kill him in a matter of time. He smiled that crooked smile of his and licked his lips. I just stared; did this dude just lick his lips at me?


Then he started leaning in closer...closer...closer. He was at least two heads taller than me, so he had to lean down pretty far. There we go, I thought, thinking he was going to kiss me and I was going to let him, the other vampire I killed that night didn't have the chance to because I took care of business so quickly but you know I don't mind getting kissed once in a while, even if it was by a vampire. Most were definitely good kissers. But instead he went for my neck!