Toxic by K.B. Torres (portable ebook reader .TXT) 📕

stuff, and I doubt any human who didn't know could get that stuff." Gabbe said, her nasaly voice tinged with annoyance.
"Aha! I knew it! Woohoo, first the leeches, then the wolves, and then you too. Oh well." I said sarchastically.
Note the sarchasm in the 'woohoo'.
"So you met the Wolves. We're Vampires. We faked our info. Though I am Gabbe, Lydon is actually Leigh." Gabbe said.
Leigh? I thought silently, probably having a question mark look on my face. Man, I wish Emmanuel were here to help me not look like an idiot, though I am angry at him. As if he knew, Emmanuel was jogging over here.
"Staz!" Emmanuel said running up to us.
He wasn't even breaking a sweat, or breathing heavy, even though we were about 5 to 6 miles away from the wolf den. God, was he hot...and muscular...and hot. I swooned silently as he arrived.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone!" I yelled, making a couple of heads turn.
I knew they saw a stupid teenage boyfriend/girlfriend fight, but it was way more than that. I found it harder to think around people I knew, and it was changing me. I used to be a loner, who hated the idea of a relationship. Now look at me. I made like what? 4 guys fall for me, and messed around with two already. God, I was turning into a slut, even though I haven't lost my vriginity yet. The only problem was that I didn't know how to go back to before, being the girl who hated company. Now it seemed inpossible. Completely, utterly, impossible. I mentally shook my self and listened to what Emmanuel said.
"But...I thought...You meant me too?" Emmanuel's face dropped.
I felt as if I had kicked a helpless, adorable puppy. Oh, how much I wanted to give him his way and forgive him! I knew he could look as hot as he wanted, and that it was a show. He wasn't really sad, I told myself, he was putting on a show.
"Hi, fellow Leech." Gabbe said, grinning and wiggling her fingers in a parody of a wave.
Emmanuel sighed, and turned to Gabbe, who was grinning.
It was then I saw her pearly white vampire teeth, sharp like blades. I flinched at their ghastliness.
"You told her, huh." Emmanuel said.
He kept running his pale, left hand through his black hair, a sexy gesture done with grace.
"Hi sexy thayng." Leigh said, showing off her vampire teeth too, but not at Emmanuel, but above my head.
"You were talking about Luke, since he's behind me, right?" I asked, and I felt someone behind me.
"Hey, Princess." Luke said to my head, nuzzling my neck.
I swear, I felt him purr. Like a cat. God, Luke is wierd, and annoying. He was crouched down next to me, nuzzling me even harder. What was he doing? He better not be getting ready to bite me. I'll kill him if he is.
"Shut up, bastard." I said, focusing on my ravioli.
"I hate you." He growled, but as a small whisper, and it sounded playful, not serious.
"Oh, I love you too!" I said.
"I’m suddenly very sexually attracted to you." He whispered to my neck.
"Shut up. I'm tired." I said, yawning.
I turned around and sidestepped a crouching Luke.
"Home's that way." Emmanuel said, grabbing my shoulders and spinning me around.
"Kay..." I yawned again and dozed off, collapsing into Emmanuel's arms.
I awoke in my room.
Huge Mistake

Anastasia

"Finally you're awake." A voice said.
It was Luke's voice. What? Why would LUKE of all people check on me? Isn't that Emmanuel's job? I was confused, in the dark. Literally.
"Luke?" I asked.
A light flicked on. I was back in my sponged gray room, with my birds. In the doorway, leaned Luke, worry in his glance. His hair was slightly wet, his cheeks rosy, but not quite blushing. Then I saw what he wore. I turned red. Luke was in 'pajamas', which meant boxers and a gray tank top. Why does Luke just freely strip himself in front of me? Or molest me? Why am I so important?
"I was asleep, but I figured you might be awake. I was right." He said, shrugging.
A sudden fury passed through me. All Luke does is attempt to rape or murder me. I am sick and tired of it. For once I'd like something besides oh, you look so good, I want to do you,

or stupid bitch die!

"So are you here to attempt to a, murder me, or b, rape me?" I growled.
Luke cringed, pretending to clutch his heart.
"That hurt, babe. After you disappeared," Luke paused, pushing the hair out of his eyes. A nervous gesture. "I realized, that I like being around you, even when we are putting each other through hell. I-I love you. Even when I believed you were one of the Wolves' spies, I loved you. I know too many boys have probably said this to you, and that you will never love me, but I love you." Luke said.
He walked over to my bed and sat down. For a minute, we did nothing but stare into each other's eyes. I had to remind myself not to explode. He's right. Not even two months and four guys have said that. I never knew guys were attracted to girls like me. I thought I was ugly.
"Do you understand me?" He asked.
"I do. Too many people are saying that. I liked it better when everyone knew me as the notorious freak. Not, whatever you boys seem to think." I said, rubbing my eye.
"Pretty, strong, intelligent virgin girl?" Luke suggested.
I glared at him, annoyed. It was obvious he was making an effort to make me like him. In one sentence, he complimented me three times. Wow.
"I'm guessing you're saying that in an attempt to get laid?" I asked.
Luke seemed taken aback, as if he never thought about that. His face became confused-looking, and sad.
"No...Yes...Maybe. I don't know. Maybe at first, when I thought you were a mundie. But, now, I don't want that unless it's what you want. I don't know why, but you're like a magnet, that I am pulled toward and required to love." Luke said.
Luke seemed to be sweating. Was he nervous? Am I that scary to confess to?
"Are you nervous about something?" I asked, going to touch his hair. He pulled back.
"No, It's just I had been out for a run, and I just got back." Luke said.
"You took a run in boxers and a tank top? I feel sorry for any whore who crossed your path." I joked.
I giggled afterwards, unable to help myself. Luke scowled, before considering this and laughing. That would be very funny.
"Just a second." Luke said, and took the tank top off.
His chest was perfectly sculpted, and he obviously worked out at one point. He really was eyecandy for girls. I wanted to touch him, though I knew to resist. I had to remind myself something was going on between Emmanuel and I.
"Are you testing me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Maybe."
"Well in that case, what would be passing?"
"Going to bed with me." Luke said, before leaning down and kissing me.
It was just a light kiss, seeming as if Luke put me in control, and I loved that. But, what caught my attention, was his taste. His lips tasted metallic.It was blood. The taste was comforting. It was a taste I was used to. I pulled him down on top of me and felt his hands on my chest, unbuttoning my pajama top. He pulled it open, revealing my bra. I leaned forward, slipping the shirt off entirely. He started to undo my bra, slipping it off entirely. Luke started to pull off his boxers, but stopped, shaking his head. He pulled away from me, looking down at my flushed reaction. I was nearly naked, only in panties, Luke only in boxers. My mind screamed at me, telling me not to sleep with to Luke, not to kiss Luke, not to even hug Luke. But, my body was in control.
"No." Luke whispered. "Let's continue in my room."
Miraculously, my mind got control, forcing it's few favorite words out of my mouth.
"No." I said.
"In here then?" Luke asked.
"No."
"Then where?" Luke seemed desperate.
"Nowhere. This isn't a good idea."
"You're damn right it isn't a good idea." A male voice said.
It was Lucifer. I cringed, pushing Luke away from me. Luke got the clue, cringing at Lucifer's voice.
"Father. I-I-I..." I stuttered, trailing off.
I covered up with the blankets when he came into view.
Lucifer glared at Luke, before turning to me. Disappointment obvious in his eyes.
"Anastasia, I thought you better than this. Two boys in the same day? You really took on more of me than your mother." Lucifer said.
"M-Mr.Ah..." Luke said.
"Gray. I go by Gray." Lucifer said.
"Mr. Gray, I had no intention of ruining your daughter-" Luke started to say.
"Oh, save that shit for the tyrant that forced me to Hell." Lucifer said.
"FATHER!" I exclaimed.
"Though you did get your mother's politeness towards that tyrant." Lucifer muttered.
"What do you want?" Luke hissed.
"My daughter is off limits. If you have any sexual contact with her again, I will personally kill you and make your afterlife in hell worse than anything you can imagine." Lucifer growled, stalking up and pulling Luke away from me.
"Lucifer...Ah, Mr. Gray, I-I... Okay." Luke said, his tone defeated.
"Go back to wherever you are sleeping, Luke." Lucifer said.
Luke ran out, slipping his gray tank-top on before disappearing.
"What now father?" I asked, exasperated.
"I know, I know, you hate me. But, take it easy tomorrow. Go to the pool, or something. Just stop trying to get a downworlder in bed with you." Lucifer said.
"Technically, Luke and Felix were trying to get me to sleep with them." I pointed out.
Lucifer rolled his eyes.
"Bye Staz." Lucifer said, before disappearing.
"Anastasia, are you okay? I just saw Luke come out of your room." Emmanuel's voice came from the door. He sounded worried, and tired. Very tired.
"I'm fine, you can come in, and risking my Dad thinking you want sex." I said.
"WH-no! I don't want..." Emmanuel said, but stopped when he opened the door.
His hair was dripping wet, and he looked tired, as I thought.
"Here." I said, getting up and tossing him a towel.
"What's this for?" He asked, holding the towel up.
"Your hair. This carpet is expensive." I replied.
"What happened between you and Luke?"
"Luke tried to get me to sleep with him. Lucifer ruined his plans. My dad said, and I quote 'My daughter is off limits. If you have any sexual contact with her again, I will personally kill you and make your afterlife in hell worse than anything you can imagine.' So, I guess I'll just relax tomorrow by