Lilith's Shadow by Brandy Campbell (best authors to read TXT) 📕

leaving? I was really angry at the fact that he'd gotten out of bed before I did and left without even waking me. What kind of man does that? I let out a squeal and walked over to the closet where new clothes hung. I can't believe that everything I'd had on was ripped. The button had been popped off my pants, my silk halter top had been ripped in half and don't get me started on my underwear. I blushed at that thought.

 

I don't think I ever had a guy who refused to allow me to leave before and me allow it to happen. When he'd done away with my clothes, with me in them! I didn't do anything but open my legs to him. Most girls would get angry but no, instead I open my legs wide and say have a field day. I grabbed the clothing off the hangers and am surprised that he chose my size. Even the bra and underwear were right. I flickered my hand over the bra and seen that it was one of those silk ones without the under wire.

 

The underwear were a nylon type, with no seams, bikini. I felt my nipples harden at that. I wondered how did he guess what type of undergarments I liked? Anything that was comfortable had my name written all over it. I looked at the blue jean shorts and a draped short sleeve yellow top. I went into the bathroom and discovered everything I needed to shower already in there and not hotel stuff either. This brought a smile to my face. Maybe I could forgive him just for leaving like that.

 

 

Stefan:

 

I must have been sitting there drooling over the previous night for at-least twenty minutes before my sister Reina called me out of my reverie. “Stefan?” She inquired in her British accent.

 

I looked at her, confused for a minute, “What?”

 

“You didn't hear what I asked you?”

I shook my head, “No, what did you ask?”

 

Reina walked up to me, inhaled sharply and said, “This one must be special to you.”

 

“What?”

 

“The girl you stayed out all night for. She must be special, because even after you showered I can still smell her on you.”

 

I smiled at Reina. “Yeah, what's it to you?”

 

Reina laughed, “I'm your sister jerk, I should know these things.”

 

My tone full of banter, I teased her, “Should you really?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Alright then, you should know that she's my mate.”

Reina clapped her hands joyfully and gave me a kiss on the cheek, “I'm happy for you.”

 

“Are you really?”

 

“Yes, at- least now I won't be by my lonesome all the time, eh.”

 

“Well, just because we were together doesn't mean that we are in the clear just yet.”

 

“Why not?”

 

I looked down at the floor.

 

“Stefan Opheilus Grigore.” She demanded in that mothering tone she got when either of us was holding something back from her. I sighed and said, “Technically she doesn't know we mated.”

 

“What do you mean?” Now, Reina had her hand on her hip, her neck jutted out.

 

“Well, I kind of didn't tell her.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Well, because we never got around to that.”

 

“You never got around to that? Stefan, you were out until the bloody sun came up, how can it be that you did not get around to it?”

 

“Reina, it's a lot more complicated than just that.”

 

“So, what? You were so stricken by lust that you couldn't tell the girl that you mated with her?”

 

 

“No.” I stated quietly.

 

Reina put a hand up to her face, “You didn't draw any blood from her right?”

 

“Just great Reina, rub it in for me.” I stated and for some reason hating myself for my

actions, now that it was dawning on me just how much Odilia had given up with out her knowing it.

 

“So, what do you think is going to happen when within a weak the girl is going to have trouble adjusting to the sun and she realize that she won't be able to go out during the day time any more? Oh yes and how are you going to explain her craving for blood? And most of all, how are you going to explain to her that she has given up her life just to accommodate you?”

 

“Well, she said yes.” My tone was feeble.

 

“Let me guess, you broke her down to say what you wanted and needed to hear for things to be as they are?”

 

“Now that you put it like that...” I started.

 

Reina interrupted me. “You better hope to hell that girl doesn't end up hating you for all the damn changes she's about to go through. I hate when vampires do that shit. I never suspected that you would do that.”

 

I licked my lips, “You don't understand Reina, I wasn't going to do it, but the way she moved was incredible.”

 

Reina frowned, “I don't want to hear your sexual experience Stefan, I just want to know why you didn't give her the opportunity to decide for herself if she wanted this life.”

 

“I wanted her for myself, that's why. She wanted me as well.”

 

“Stefan, you better pray that that girl doesn't come for blood when she completely turns because if she does, you are going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble. You better hope that girl doesn't end up hating your guts.

 

I felt my heart drop into my stomach. Although it hadn't even been twenty four hours, I didn't want to think about loosing her. What we had shared had been so sweet.

 

Chapter Three

 Chapter Three

 

Chapter Three:

Odilia

 

I couldn't explain the forlornness that I felt over the weekend when I didn't get a chance to be with Stefan again. Yes, contrary to one night stands, I remembered his name and contrary to what I said before, I missed him. This is why On Sunday night, I found myself at Club fusion. This was the last day of the weekend, so I thought what better way to get over a man than to find another one.

 

So, I was trying to scope out one, thinking surely the sex couldn't have been good enough to make me change what I originally sought. No strings attached was what I was looking for. I wanted a man that couldn't get me as rowdy as he could. I still found it unsettling that he'd gotten me out of everything not once but four times before I fell asleep. I ran my hands through my hair, 1feeling the effects of another straightener that had pulled my natural curly hair straight and down to my back. The outfit I had chosen to wear was a white and blue plaited skirt, with white ankle boots that had a buckle on each side of them, and a white short sleeve shirt that had a slashed effect across the breasts.

 

It was what I called a teaser shirt because if worn without a bra it teased the viewer because you could only see the top of the cleavage, while the bottom half rested snugly inside the shirt. I sat down at the bar and asked for a drink. The bartender handed me a cosmopolitan and I nearly gagged on it's taste. Normally cosmopolitans were my favorite. I just left it sitting there. I glanced around and spotted a guy starring at me from across the room. He was what most people would consider eye candy, and he wasn't that bad looking either. He was a little shorter than I was, a dark skinned brother with deep waves in his hair.

 

He had a beautifully shaped mouth that was known to most of our descendants. Getting up from the bar, I felt a rush come over me at having found someone else so quick. I walked over to him and smiled. I was going to enjoy this night if it was the last thing I did. I went up to him and batting my eye lashes, I introduced myself, “Hi, I'm Odilia. What's your name?”

 

“Marcus.” He answered with a smile. Perfect and straight, just like I like them. One point for Marcus. He lifted my hand up to his mouth and kissed it, “Why are you here tonight?”

 

“Looking for some fun, how about you?” I cooed.

 

He smiled even wider, “The same type of fun you are baby, how about be go somewhere, just the two of us?” I liked his directness. “Where would you like to go?”

 

“To my place.”

 

“And where is that?” I inquired, my tone sounding coy.

 

“Just a little ways away from here.”

Not really caring about the bad possibilities of this situation, as long as I could get past Stefan, I was good.

 

“Alright then, sugar, let's go.” I smiled.

 

He moved up off the wall and together we walked out of the club.

 

 

Stefan:

 

I felt my fangs divulge as I thought of how I just wanted to seriously tear into this guy's throat. I didn't want him anywhere near her. I show as hell didn't want him to touch her. She was mine and it sickened me at the thought of him touching her. Not only that, but I had a feeling something wasn't right. This man was no ordinary man; this I am sure of. I had a foreboding sense of doom where he was concerned and I didn't understand why she couldn't feel it. She should be able to see that he isn't who he appear to be. If anything happened to her I would definitely kill this man.

 

I followed them as they made their way outside. She had agreed to follow him in his car. It made me wonder, if this was the tactic she used with every man and suddenly I felt angry at this thought. Swallowing my saliva, I closed my eyes and imagined myself in her car in spirit form, so that she couldn't see me. It was then I felt her heart beat and I felt the longing in her heart. My eyes shot open and I put my hand over my chest. There was so much emotion there it was unbelievable. It was like she was the female equivalent of me. When she stopped at a red light, it was then that I realized I was in her back seat. I looked up and saw her look in her review mirror. She gasped and then quickly I visualized myself invisible.

 

Odilia

 

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw Stefan in the back seat, but just as I noticed, the light turned green and I turned my head back to the road for a split second. It was then I realized it was just my imagination. No one was back there. Besides, how could he get back there anyway? There was no such thing as magic. I stopped as the guy in front of me slowed down and turned on his left blinker. I did the exact same thing and turned left with him. We had been driving for a good ten minutes when the guy stopped his car and turned off his lights. I did the same thing. I got out of the car to meet him.

 

“I'm glad I didn't loose you,” He stated, glancing at me.

 

“No, it was quite easy to follow you.” I stated, a sweet smile on my face.

 

“I'm glad to hear that,