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Blood Haven Academy One

by Nicole Zoltack

Blood Haven

What if Juliet was a vampire and Romeo was a werewolf? It’s a tale as old as time, with star-crossed lovers, war between their species, and heartache. Lots of heartache.

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“You’re afraid of what would happen if the humans learn about our existence. That’s only natural, and I don’t think less of you for being frightened. Most would be.”

“But not the daring hero,” I tease.

“My fear lies with a different matter.”

I stare up at him, my smile fading from my lips but I suspect not from my eyes.

“Please tell me,” I all but beg, wanting him to feel as close to me as I do to him as I do after sharing my secret with him.

“I’ve been feeling a lot of unrest lately in my life,” he admits, staring up at the sky. “I don’t know why, but I think… I have the feeling that something is going to happen, something that will change my life, and it’s ridiculous to feel that way. We don’t get to have premonitions. That’s something witches or fairies experience, not… not someone like us, but…”

“We can all have magic manifest in strange ways,” I assure him, touching his wrist. He lifts his hand, and our fingers interlock as if we’ve held hands a hundred times before. “Who knows what your feelings mean,” I murmur. “Time will tell, but maybe the unrest is because you fear change. Change can be terrifying.”

“Yes, it can be, but it isn’t always. Sometimes, change can be good.”

“Yes, it can be very good.”

“I think I don’t feel that unrest anymore,” he whispers.

“No? What do you feel?”

“I feel…” And he tips his head down and presses his lips against mine.