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I edged closer to my unconscious boyfriend cuffed to a chair nearby. My judges gathered in a tight half circle a few feet away. Probably so they could see me better as I failed their test. The guard's face looked bored, as if to say this was nothing personal. Which was a lie. This was totally personal.

She needs to know. If what? And then my body answered me, the pain sharpening until there was nothing but the pain. It felt like I was dying the worst possible death imaginable, like being burned alive then drowned in arctic water seconds later. Hands of fire touched my throat, a horrible contrast to the block of ice my body had become.

Something slipped from my neck, and the heated fingers went away. And then I slept. Hours, days, I had no idea how long. While I slept, I dreamed of Tristan. When I woke up, three faces peered down at me.

Mom, Nanna…and Dad. Still, I must have messed up somehow to have earned a visit from Dad. The only times he ever came to see me were for my birthday in October and once during the summer. And even then we only met for dinner at our favorite local restaurant, where we both pretended to eat in spite of the awkwardness between us, and he pretended to care about my life. Nanna leaned forward to touch my forehead and cheeks for signs of a lingering fever.

My throat was raw, as if someone had rubbed sandpaper down it. Mom handed me a glass of water. I moved to sit up, but my aching lower abdomen made me freeze and moan. It felt like someone had taken a baseball bat to my stomach. With a curt nod, Dad clasped his hands in front of him as if he were a preacher about to speak at a funeral.

Dressed in his usual dark blue suit, he looked like he always did…immaculate, not a wrinkle in sight, not a single strand of wavy black hair out of place. He stared down at me with the same eyes as mine. Unfortunately, his had always been better at hiding his emotions, staying an icy gray no matter what.

Mine had an annoying habit of turning colors depending on my mood, making it impossible for me to hide anything. I was sick for five days? And your mother is a witch, along with your grandmother. Do you mean like the role-playing kind, where you get dressed up with plastic fangs and go to weird parties? Nanna moved to sit on the bed at my hip.

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She wrapped her warm, papery hands around mine. Your father is a vampire. A special kind, called an incubus. But my mind was way too foggy to remember the details. All my thoughts kept circling around the same thing…Dad was claiming that he was a demon vampire. A real demon vampire. And my mother and grandmother were supposed to be witches. They both went to church. Nanna even played the church piano every Sunday morning.

He nodded. They were all nuts. Um, I…I would really like a shower now. And now you think I will, too, right? My weak body demanded I get back in bed. But no way was I staying here in the loony room. I had no idea what kind of joke they were trying to play, or if I was just hallucinating from lack of food.

If this was a dream, the shower ought to wake me up pretty quick. On a whim, I pinched my forearm. That really hurt.

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Dad grabbed my shoulders, his hands ice cold as usual. Distracted, I frowned down at his hands. You are not asleep. You are perfectly awake and lucid. And you need to learn what you are, and what you may become, before anyone gets hurt. There are certain…symptoms you will need to watch out for now. But I was too tired and freaked out right now to try and be perfect. Goose bumps raced over my skin. Why now?

Did you just say you gave me tea to…prevent…that? All my friends had had their periods since they were twelve and thirteen. Your being sick for a whole week is a strong sign that one or both sides might begin to kick in. Which means you could start developing any number of abilities or impulses.

If and when you do, we all need to be ready so we can help you learn to control them. What was I, some sort of wild animal about to go out of control? Mom sat down beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. But they might or might not affect your daily life.

We just have to all be prepared in case they do. Your gaze might begin to have adverse effects on others when you look at them. Heightened ref lexes, physical speed and mental processes are all possible. And then, of course, there is the possibility of fangs.

He sounded like one of those drug-commercial announcers rattling off possible side effects. As if any of this were funny. Mom glared at her. Which meant…I was half vampire, half witch. And all freak. Just like the Brat Twins had been saying for years. Oh, crap. Do they all know…? They definitely knew.

Did Tristan know, too?

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Only the adult descendants were supposed to be warned. And what do you mean, cast out? Mom was the one to answer. Our family used to be in the Clann, too. Like a coven. Not to mention Tristan. Holy heck. Tristan was a witch. When I could make my brain work again, another thought hit me. We have evolved over the years. Sunlight no longer hurts us. Garlic and holy items never did—that was just religious propaganda.

We all started out as humans with souls. Only our bodies have been changed by the hybrid vampire blood. And no vampire in our society has ever consorted with a human long enough for a baby to be created.

Or kill them. I snuck a peek at Dad. He appeared as emotionless as ever. Too late to take it back now. Nanna shrugged. So then you can make a charm for me, too, right? No blood drinking, no f lying plates. Charms would mask the appearance of any symptoms. We need to see what abilities develop within you. Then we will teach you how to control them yourself. Without magic. And hey, it might not be a big deal, after all.

You could just as easily not develop any abilities at all, or take after the Evans side and have only the magical blood within you. This was me we were talking about, not them; my life, not theirs, that might go insane at any moment. My life that had been one long series of lies and crazy family secrets. I will also be calling you once a week to check in with you.

I should just tell them every detail about my life. Like they did for me, keeping so many secrets from me for fifteen years. Since the Colemans have been their most powerful family for the last four generations, it is reasonable to assume that they will tempt your vampire side first and more than any others in their circle. Also, there is no way of knowing if all of the Clann parents are aware of your…situation and adequately protecting their children with charms.

They have assured us that they have many of their descendants watching you on campus at all times—I believe several of them are teachers. But even still, if your vampire side does develop and one of them is not protected, you could begin to experience the bloodlust around them. Especially if one of them is injured around you. Then even a charm might not help. Of course. So that was why I always felt so weird around Tristan. I refused to even think of myself as that word.

Not yet. Not until I had to. And then another thought hit me. Sweet Lord. No wonder the Clann kids all deserted me in the fourth grade.

Their parents had probably warned them to avoid me like the plague. Because they were afraid I might try to kill their kids. But how much did he know? But inside, my stomach burned and rolled. Mom patted my shoulder. Mom must have noticed it, too; she jumped to her feet. Good Lord, it was never ending.

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Vampire lips. Breath as cold as death. And I might end up just like him. I suppressed a shudder. Then Mom walked with him out of the room while Nanna headed for the kitchen. A few seconds later, I heard the front door open and shut, followed by the revving of an engine in the front yard as my father left. My vampire father. Holy crap. Part of me still clung to the hope that it was all just a case of my imagination going berserk. But everything was too real…the slippery porcelain beneath my feet, the cold, wet tile wall holding me up, the hot water burning its way over my skin.

All this stuff about demons and vampires and witches was coming from my entire family, the three people I loved and trusted more than anyone else in the world. When the water ran cold, I got out, dried off, then studied my ref lection in the mirror. Was it because I was freaked out, or did I really look…different?

My eyes seemed bigger, my cheekbones more pronounced. My imagination, too? I wondered if Tristan would notice, then banished that thought. He was in the Clann. And I had to avoid him at all cost. Which is why no vampires live around here, including your father. This is Clann territory. And vampires have reason to fear descendants, too, since they can of course kill vampires much easier than normal humans can.

Vampires can be killed by fire. Or decapitation or a stake through the heart, but those methods require a weapon.

Witches, real ones, can produce fire in the palm of their hand. At the same time, faint prickles raced over the back of my neck and down my arms. My brain blanked out for several seconds. Then my heart lurched back into gear. Reaching toward the f lame, I opened my mouth to ask when I would get to learn that. Creating fire is too dangerous for you, in case your vampire genes make it hard for you to control the f lame. It was the only way I could get to raise you and we could stay in Jacksonville.

Will I just start shooting out magic spells or something? Magic is like a muscle for most descendants. Or at least be very hard to do accidentally.

This really sucked. Nanna was always telling me to focus on the good in every situation. But there seemed to be absolutely nothing positive about my life right now. You are special, incredibly so. Which she ignored. Then your father and I broke the rules, I got pregnant, and we got married. You got pregnant then got married? But it was worth it. More a combination of factors… like drinking Clann blood to block his thoughts from the council so he could break their rules, marry a human and have a baby.

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Her smile faded. Bunch of fruitcakes. Inside, I was shaking again. Just when I thought I was starting to get a grip on all of this…now I was both a career ender for Dad and some sort of a ticking time bomb? No wonder I was such a disappointment to him. Why did you even keep me? I so had not meant to say that out loud. She gripped my shoulders, forcing me to meet her gaze. Do you understand? A miracle. Not strange, not scary, not a freak and certainly not a threat to anyone.

Mostly, it was my fault. I was young, far too young to handle it all. And too young to really know what love was. I thought I was in love with your father. But now I know I was more in love with the idea of being with a vampire and breaking the rules. Until we had a baby who needed safety and security. The council and the Clann both agreed you and I could live with your grandmother as long as I ended my marriage.

But having you made me realize I needed to wake up, grow up and think about others for a change. You broke up with Dad for me? For peace between the Clann and the vampires, too. Both groups have members all over the world. If your father and I had stayed together, worldwide war could have broken out again between them. A lot of people would have died, and that would have been my fault. Why not raise me somewhere else? And call me freak every day.

None of this changes who you are inside. As long as you follow the rules, that is. Yeah, I got it already. All I ever learned how to do was throw stuff and make fire.

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And even that was only because your Nanna absolutely insisted on it for minimal protection. I lived in the pre—Harry Potter times. Keeping my distance might be a problem. Like a sudden attraction to his neck. But they also want to be able to keep an eye on you. I snorted. They must be insane. After the way the Clann kids had treated me and my family for the past five years… Well, not all of them had bullied me all the time. A memory f lashed through my mind of emerald eyes staring back at me.

Of strong, warm hands on my shoulders, stopping me from falling in algebra class, when he could have just let me do a face-plant onto my desk. Dating someone from the Clann could start another war. Lordy, I can see it now. The Clann would think you were stalking one of their own to drain them. The vamps would think you were siding with the Clann. I shook my head and tried to remember how to breathe normally past the lump in my throat. And we Evans women are strong.

With or without magic, we know how to kick butt in life. She laughed. Your Nanna made her special fried chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy just the way you like them. But Nanna said that my friends had been calling for me all week. So I made myself call Anne later that evening. But when I tried to describe how different I looked, she just laughed. Every year I get the f lu for a few days, and afterward I swear my head looks way too big for my body. Anyways, if you want to start coming early to school next week, I could help you get caught up on all the algebra homework you missed.

And why would anyone other than my friends have missed me? So I gave up and said goodbye instead. For all I knew, I was the only one who would notice them. But when I returned to school Monday morning, too late to meet Anne at the picnic tables for tutoring, I felt more like a freak than ever. Still, even with the bigger shirts, I felt conspicuous in the main hall before first period.

So I made sure to carry my notebook against my chest. Worst boob job ever! Magically amplified? They would want everyone to be sure to hear them torture me.

And then I felt it. It was like a poisonous gas spreading over my skin, seeping past my shirt to make my skin crawl. What the heck was it? Nobody had warned me about this. It had to be either magic- or vampire-based. Or had the Brat Twins hit me with a spell just now? I would have to call Mom as soon as I could find a restroom where I could talk in private.

I tried to think about something else, anything at all. But then I had to refocus on the weird sensation, because it was changing now. In fact, the farther away I got from the Brat Twins, the more the sinister feeling of evil intentions faded away.

Kind of like cobwebs made of worry, happiness, sadness and fear all twisted together. Maybe I was going insane from learning too much crazy crap about my family and myself this weekend. Oh, Lord. Happiness nearly made me laugh from its tickling sensation. Worry was heavy and cold, an ice chunk sliding down my skin. Love was warmth and softness, heated cotton balls.

Anger, a knife that slashed and ripped across my skin. I managed to make it the hundred yards to my locker, then closed my eyes and tried to think about something else. Anything else to make the overwhelming mix of emotions go away. Something soothing. The sound of his voice, low and husky, whispering my nickname, asking me if I was okay. His hands on my shoulders, warming me through my shirt in algebra class. My shoulders, which had scrunched up near my ears, eased back down, and I could breathe deeply again.

But at least I could control it if I stayed calm. Was it magic- or vampire-based? It had to be magic-based, some sort of natural Clann ESP ability, right?

Which meant no cause for alarm, no vampire abilities developing here. Even Tristan. Could they read my emotions around him? Could he tell—? Face burning, I cut off that thought and headed away from my locker, debating whether to call my parents or Nanna and let them know about this new development. Then again, why should I? There was no need for the rescue squad.

Okay, so no phone call to the family. Just to be safe. I was too much in shock. A triple pirouette. It was an honest-to-goodness miracle. At the end of pre-drill class, I f loated downstairs, feeling like one of those Mylar balloons, all light and shiny, while I got dressed then walked over to the cafeteria for lunch.

Today, for the first time ever, I had been every bit as good as the experienced dancers in my class. Still better, my wimpy high kicks, once only up to chest level, had nearly hit me in the face today.

Even the experienced dancers in the class had seemed impressed by my improvement. This freak had finally learned some dance skills, maybe even good enough to make the Charmers dance team next month, if I was crazy enough to audition.

Let the Clann sense these emotions! I glanced at them, my face stuck in a broad grin. Which only made me happier. Maybe I should try out for the Charmers. Making the dance team was pretty much an instant passport to popularity in Jacksonville, or at least a huge social upgrade.

And getting to dance all the time would be a total blast. Then again, maybe I should eat something healthy for a change and reward my body for all its amazing improvements in pre-drill.

Hey, do you ever go to the soccer games? Four-time champions. And he was only a few inches taller than me, putting him somewhere around five-nine or -ten. But overall he was kind of hot, with short black hair and soft brown eyes that ref lected warmth from his smile. I realized Greg was still talking and tried to look interested as he chatted about his soccer team and all the ways they were training hard for another winning season.

Nice meeting you. Instead, he stood there watching me. I could feel his gaze on me as I returned to my table. Guys never paid any attention to me.

Maybe it was the bigger boob size? I set down my tray and sat. Suddenly, I felt someone standing next to me. I looked up and found Greg grinning down at me. I blinked a few times and struggled to think of a reply. But I have a dance recital that night. So…maybe next time? At the same time, goose bumps and a prickling sensation raced up my arms and across the back of my neck.

Someone must have cranked up the airconditioning or something. Shivering, I rubbed my arms. Next time. I glanced at my friends and grinned. Their shocked expressions matched how I felt. Silence at our table, even as the other nearby tables recovered. In the continuing silence from my friends, I leaned forward and looked more closely at them. Anyone care to comment on that?

I had the strong urge to snap my fingers under their noses just to bring them back to planet Earth.

Okay, this was getting weirder by the moment. And of the crazy family secrets I wanted to forget as quickly as possible. Her eyebrows drew together. Did you get it colored? Feeling like a circus sideshow, I blushed. I looked at Michelle, who reminded me of a nervous rabbit today for some reason.

Her gaze darted away. Dad had mentioned that my gaze might have a strange effect on others. Exactly what did they see when they looked into my eyes now? Carrie was the calmest, coolest, most levelheaded member of our group. She had a mind like a scientist, or the doctor she claimed to want to become someday. She could offer some practical, objective feedback. Then I saw it…that same fearful widening of the eyes just before Carrie looked away.

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Ohhh, crap. And according to Dad, that was a vampire thing. I tried to remember how to breathe past the growing thickness in my throat. The noise of the cafeteria ramped up, roaring in my ears like an angry ocean during a storm, even as too many different emotions from others rushed in waves over my skin. I wrapped my arms around myself in a futile effort to block them out. Did this mean I was turning into a vampire? And suddenly, I did not want to make eye contact with her.

The sound grated over my nerves. I was a horrible liar. One look at my face and she'd know I'd just thrown out the breakfast she'd made me.

I'd forgotten my daily tea, a blend that Nanna made just for me from the herbs she spent months growing in our backyard. I still have to fix my hair. Someone tries to get me to drink tea I do not want, especially an old lady with 'snap in her eyes,' and I haven't ran away screaming yet? Like oats left in the open for 20 minutes dull, like molasses dripping off a wall dull.

And I paid money for this?! If there is one thing Crave has inspired me to do, then it is to get myself an site account. Maybe I can pawn this off somehow And another thing, why on earth is the series even called, The Clann?? I'm the devil they fear and the angel they crave. Only problem is, I don't know it yet. A YA paranormal romance full of atmosphere, supernatural adventure, and jaw-dropping twists that will keep you guessing until the very last page.

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Thexcrazyxvampirex Mohiar replied to Nicolina. Nicolina , I found the 4th book here u go! Nicolina Bennett replied to Thexcrazyxvampirex. Thexcrazyxvampirex , thank you!. Nor can she deny her instinct to get close to Clann golden boy Tristan Coleman.

Especially when she recovers from a strange illness and the attraction becomes nearly irresistible. It's as if he's a magnet, pulling her gaze, her thoughts, even her dreams. Her family has warned her to have nothing to do with him, or any members of the Clann. But when Tristan is suddenly everywhere she goes, Savannah fears she's destined to fail.

For years, Tristan has been forbidden to even speak to Savannah Colbert. Then Savannah disappears from school for a week and comes back different, and suddenly he can't stay away. Boys seem intoxicated just from looking at her. His own family becomes stricter than ever. And Tristan has to fight his own urge to protect her, to be near her no matter the consequences.

Crave - Melissa Darnell. Covet - Melissa Darnell. Dance with Darkness - Melissa Darnell. Consume - Melissa Darnell. Capture - Melissa Darnell. Eunice Fitzrose. Amazing books, thx!. This week I'm going to go with a Vampire Theme I think. Mary Watson. How about alien and human women sci-fi romance. Colleen Scidmore replied to Mary. Mary , That sounds like a good one!. Colleen Scidmore updated her profile picture: Colleen Scidmore pinned post 9 Oct As the new school year begins, the outside world comes creeping in through encounters with mean girls, a new friend, and a runaway boy hiding out in the cemetery.

Meanwhile, a ghost hangs around the Windham property—the only grave keeper never to cross over—plotting how to keep the sisters close to home and close to her. The Grave Keepers-Elizabeth Byrne.