A Vampire's Kiss

A Vampire's Kiss

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 15, 2016
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Fantasy
What is your true name? Everyone has a name that is their true one. A special name with powers. What is yours? Will you give up your life to keep it? Or will you give up your life to keep it hidden? The choice is yours..... Young Kai Lovegood was always a normal girl. She loved hanging out with her friends and hated boys. She had a crush on her teacher and had a father. Her life was pretty normal until one day a strange boy transferred to her school. They say his family has been living in the old mansion near the woods for a long while but it was only a rumor until now. Everyone thought no one lived there until the boy with the same name as Kai came along. Now with a simple kiss their destinies are now connected. What could the boy want? What is this about names? Who is the boy trying to kill them?
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Hell Hall

High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.

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