Scarlet Skies by JA.Acero (best romance novels of all time .txt) 📕

definitely holding back and when he tried to pull away I would just pull him closer.
When he finally pulled away I let him. My knees where wobbly, and I felt so weak I fell. I felt someone catch me, but my movements felt like moving through Jell-O.
“I think that’s enough Sam, little do you know you’ve taken too much blood. I hold her very dear to me and if harm comes her way I will have to eliminate whoever is responsible.” Aaron’s voice was as flat and cold as ice.
“Like you haven’t taken anything from her either…like her memories!” Sam spat on the last word.
“Thank you Sam, now I have to take the last few minutes of conversation from her through your recklessness. She is mine!” I heard the glass on the windows crack and then shatter into millions of tiny fragments.

I felt his hand touch my forehead and electricity rippled through. My memories, but Aaron would never do that! Everything suddenly went black as soon as realization hit me.
I woke up with a massive head-ache, a numb neck, and a bandage where I felt two punctures. I remember what happened, but there was a part of it where there was a giant gaping whole. I found out about Sam, I let him bite me but he had taken too much blood. Aaron was furious at Sam, but it was my fault because I didn’t let him pull away. Aaron probably blamed everything on Sam, but what if he hurt him? I pushed the thought away because Aaron would never do this…because of me. He’s seen how I care for Sam, but not in the exact same way as Aaron. Two different kinds of love for the people that love the same thing never work. I feel like sometimes… Sam and I get confused with the kind of love we share. Like when Sam drank my blood, I felt like I was doing something good for him and he was probably thinking about the thirst, but he was restraining. There was something we both had the same emotions for, but it was only for a moment. That was there first time I had been so close to his heart that I saw the giant openings that where caused by the killing of his parents. It was half healed, but the rest was just something that was trying to survive. Then I gave him my blood and his heart started to shine brighter, for the first time, in four years of him living here.
“Are you feeling better Amy?” Aaron was on the edge of my bed looking very calm, nothing like the rage from before. It kind of scared me because I’ve never seen that side of him before. Even when he smacked Felix, he did it quickly and calmly. Tears started to formulate at the corner of my eyes and before I knew it there was two new waterfalls sprinkling down my cheeks.
“Does it hurt? It’s okay my Amy…” he came closer to me now, stroking my forehead.
“No, I feel okay it’s just that Sam probably feels terrible right now, and it’s my fault!” As soon as I wiped the tears away, there was a new set waiting there.
“It’s not your fault that he didn’t control himself, even if you did offer it to him, he should have had the strength to say no!” a little rage lingered dangerously in his voice.
“Are you afraid of vampires now?” Aaron’s violet eyes looked right down to my core maybe to see if I would lie. But why would I lie?
“No, but even if he had taken every drop of blood from me, I still wouldn’t be afraid! I’ve lived with a vampire for four years without knowing, so why would I be afraid? And I’m close to you, aren’t I?” he touched the bandage on my neck and frowned.
“Why do you feel close to me? I do care about you, yes. But is it because I saved your life, nothing more?” he moved closer to my face and we were almost cheek to cheek.
“No! That’s part of it, but not most of it! The rest is caring about you…” (And Sam, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment with Aaron, it would just get him angry again, and then I’d get scared!) The memories of the snowy day chilled back to me, with the red snow, and the vampire’s cold eyes.)”I’m scared!” played back in my head but it sounded like me when I was younger…I gave a blush and surprisingly the blood rushed to my cheeks. I’ve been really cold, but now I felt normal and a little embarrassed. I had just admitted a little of my feelings to Lord Aaron, vampire of the vampires, pureblood. I thought of a serious question that I wanted to ask.
“It makes me joyed to hear you say that,” he pulled me close to him and I was in his chest. He was hugging me very tightly and he broke away “but we can do just this for now…” He meant hugs, what did he expect us to do? I blushed again at my thoughts. Then I frowned for thinking that about him. He is the vampire of vampires, and what was I to him?
“Aaron I’ve been meaning to ask you am I going to turn into a…vamp_”
“No, only if a pureblood bites you and drinks blood will you become a vampire. Sam is obviously not a pureblood…” Aaron took my hand and put it on his cheek. I was frozen in place, like I’ve been stunned, afraid if I moved it would make him disappear.
“Aaron, I think you should head back to class. I need a moment with Amy.” Aaron got up and my hand slid and slumped next to me. Aaron nodded and turned to me
“Try not to get hurt again, Amy,” I knew what was hidden behind his words, and it was because head-master had walked in the room. It meant be careful with Sam. His impulses for blood where ever-lasting and he had almost drank all my blood. I still remembered his eyes, filled with a crimson luster and it had made me shudder.
“Amy, are you cold? Would you like a blanket?” head-master starting going for the closet, but I shook my head. My light brown hair curved around my face in waves, shoulder length, my bangs fell into my face. I felt almost like a child when I did that, but at the moment all I could think about was what would Sam be feeling? Aaron?
“Are you really going to patrol Saint Choco Heart’s Day? I don’t think you’re up to it…” he looked over at me, wondering if I was reckless enough to say yes. Unfortunately, he’s right.
“Of course I will head- I mean father…it’s very important to the Day class students!” I put on a smile, trying to convince him to let me. Fortunately he wasn’t a hard nut to crack.
“You actually called me FATHER! Only if you feel up to it Amy…if you’re too weak you can stay here.” He pointed to the bed. I got up and took a deep breath. I needed to be full of energy today because the girls would be going nuts!
“I’m fine…I’m completely healed!” I gave a smile and was almost out the door when I bumped into Sam.
“I’m sorry Sam_” he stopped me before I could rush out the words.
“I should be the one apologizing, I did something unforgivable and I’m sorry…” he looked straight into my eyes trying to hide some anger. Something tells me that Aaron had a talk with him after he left. These words where not his, but he meant them. We both turned back to head-master; Sam finally realizing head-master was in the room.
“All right, if Amy is up to controlling the celebration, let me give you some guidelines…” head-master went into overdrive and was about to start when Sam said
“I don’t know why you don’t just ban it! It annoys me how the Day students just throw themselves at the Midnight students. You never know if they’ll get that close and_”
“How can you even say that? The Midnight students are good vampires, they would never do that! And anyway it’s our job to keep the both classes in line!” I glared at Sam, even though I still felt bad. He was just so negative and irritating sometimes!
“We can’t do that Sam, that’ll start a riot! This holiday is so the Day class students can let out a little steam…” Head-master tried to make him understand, but Sam shook it off and went out the door and paused.
“Fine!” I went under my skirt and held the Pearl-Rose in my hand. I turned to head-master and he nodded. I was to use the staff if Sam ever got out of control so that Aaron wouldn’t end up hurting him. I suddenly remembered the chocolate’s I had gotten for…Aaron. I blushed and walked out of the room. I didn’t have half the guts it took to give this to him. I felt kind of hopeless at the moment, but then realized it wasn’t for the most romantic reasons. It was a token of my gratitude for saving my life on that snowy day. Words sliced through my mind “Snow is red...” and I held out the chocolate box that I planned to give to Aaron. The tradition of this holiday was to make homemade chocolate, but it turned out a disaster. Only one turned out right and I was planning to give that one to Sam in a box with our picture. For Aaron I had to buy the chocolates and we didn’t have a picture together so it would have to do.
“You’re not really going to give that to him…are you?” I hadn’t realized I had stopped in front of Sam. I really had to control my babble, it was getting out of hand or mind. (HAHA…I know I know I’m bad at puns!)
“No! Well, yes but it’s only a thanks for saving my life a couple of years ago. Oh, that reminds me!” I handed him his chocolate box and he smiled.
“You know you’ve given me the same picture for this holiday since grade-school…” he pursed his lips and held the box. I suddenly opened his box and showed him the only chocolate inside.
“This is one of the chocolate’s I made…well actually the only one that turned out right! It’s the only one of its kind, so be grateful I’m giving it to you…” I held my chocolate in front of his lips, waiting for him to open them. He opened his lips slightly and I popped it in. I smiled genuinely and then my smile fell.
“Why do you look like you just ate something terrible?” and then I realized it. His face was twisted up like he was trying not to throw up and I whipped around away from him.
“Fine, if you’re not going to appreciate what I made for you might as well throw it up…” my hair had all fell towards my face which exposed my neck. Sam was staring at it with an itching longing. I had to get him outside before his eyes turned red. I wanted to give him blood, but I had lost so much all ready.
“Sam…where’d you go?” he had already fled outside. The helping of blood that I had given him before was enough to restraint him this time, but what would I do next time? Pearl-Rose felt hot under my dress, but I quickly brushed that thought away. I couldn’t hurt Sam, I just couldn’t; even though