My Vampire Twin

My Vampire Twin

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Book 3 of My Vampire Mate 17 years later... "Just give up!!" he said while he dodged my sword. I ignored him and came after him again. I ran while I tried to stab him with my sword but he kicked it away, I was prepared. I quickly grabbed my dagger that was on my upper right leg. I quickly ran behind him and caught him off guard. I gave a smile before I wrapped my arm around his next, exposing it to my dagger. He sighed. "I don't want to hurt you, please stop this." It made me lose control, he came here and tried to take me away and he expects to walk out here without a fight? Not a chance. "Please." He pleaded but I buried the tip of my dagger into his neck. "Shut up..." I whispered. "You don't know who I am." I said while my breathing hitches. "I actually know." He proudly said. I tightened my arm around his neck, choking him. "You're just some random stalker that's been copying my face! I've been living with hybrids and I know a hybrid that can change her appearance! I don't trust you!" I said while I tried to burry my dagger deeper but it became impossible. "Wha-" I tried to speak but the atmosphere felt tenser. "I've told you for a hundred times, I. Know. You." He said while he easily broke free, taking my dagger with him, I was weaponless. He threw it aside and then looked at me with his dead eyes, a moment ago, it was full of life. "What are you?" I asked. He shook his head while still looking at me. "The same as you." He said. "If you don't stop now, I'm afraid that I'm going to hurt you, and trust me, I don't want to hurt you." I don't trust him at all. "I don't." I said while I tried to attack him but I was pulled back by some force. He was changing. (This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.)
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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