Midnight Whispers (The Midnight Duology Book 1)

by Katarina Martinez

the chill of his skin taking me by surprise.

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Asher would never eat the meals I prepared.

“I drink blood, mainly from humans,

“I’m looking to create a coven of my own—a family, if you will—and

“vegetarian” of sorts; only eating deer, bear, and whatever kind of large feline

I drive my car through the familiar winding, mountainside streets up to the house Asher and I share.

especially since we don’t sleep.

Lamont

realize it’s a mountain lion. It’s not my favorite, but it will have to do.

She doesn’t know it yet, but she will be mine.

fight against the urge to rush to her, hoping to bewitch her with my natural charm.

Kindness radiates from her as if she’s the sun and everyone else is in her rotation.

On that crumpled piece of paper, I draw every detail of her face without needing to turn and look at her.

responded, tilting my head. She bites his lower lip

For some reason this sentence threw me off? Is shs biting her lip or Ashers

An eerie feeling of being watched washes over me;

I shrug, still mesmerized by the drawing. I slip it into the pocket of my apron

According to the article, there is an increasing number of bodies that have been found decapitated.

I was just too fast, and my strength was too much to fuck mortals. My passion would become too much and cause pain, rather than pleasure, for them.

but the urge to protect her, protect what is mine,

The trees blur at my sides as I run within the forest.

After every fight, every bruise, every drink, and every tear he would surprise me with flowers.

But, for some inexplicable reason, I hope that the flower came from my stranger.

“No need to apologize, darling. I too get lost in the world of books.”

wispy blonde hair.

golden brown is

They were hard and cold, like marble.

“Cedar.”

His gaze lingers on her for a moment before his stare meets mine. He raises an eyebrow in challenge,

A few years later, I felt the moment he died.

“Lil. We’ve watched Twilight basically every month since we were teenagers and saw it in theaters, and you still ask me if I like it every single time,” Flora laughs.

There’s a silhouette of a man in the distance, just outside of the gated boundary.

I stare out the window and in a quick motion, the figure is gone.

I run my hair through the strands of hair and push them off her face,

what she was her dreams consist

“What do you know about a movie called Twilight?”

rattys

In the dream, there’s a sudden light and warmth that fills my veins. I’m safe.

“No, actually. I just came in to see you.” Alarm bells sound off in my mind. How did he find me?

plastered on my face did nothing to hide my confusion for how he got there so quickly.

“What do you want to know?” Alarm bells are going off in my head, but this is where things get complicated.

He reaches out and touches my hand, but without a thought I pull my hand back. His brows furrow at the interaction.

“Have you lived here your whole life?” This conversation is starting to feel like interrogation.

but something about him is putting me

I’m painfully aware of a tingling sensation at the base of my neck, almost as if my skin is warning me that someone is watching me.

The waterfall flows into a river that is a common hunting ground for black bears.

what makes his life any less worth living?

One thought has been constant; without a doubt, I would spend the entirety of her life by her side. I would choose her again and again, whether she decided to become a vampire or not.

and rash through the double doors that lead into my room.

A chill blow through the room and the hairs on my neck stand