I gasped in surprise and gladly reciprocated, twining my fingers in his hair.
Gabe moaned, grabbing my hips and rolling us so I was on top.
He pulled back, releasing my lips. I let out a sound like a pouting kitten, upset he wasn’t kissing me. He smirked and brushed some hair out of my face.
“I’m sorry I’ve been a jerk. I promised I wouldn’t leave and that’s exactly what happened. Can you forgive me?” His voice was hoarse, full of emotion, full of sincerity.
I responded by claiming his lips with mine, hungry for more. I needed this Gabe. Sweet and kind Gabe. His tongue flicked inside my mouth and I felt it low in my belly, a fiery desire. Sensual Gabe, I thought hungrily. My heart beat faster, keeping time with his.
“Snow,” he murmured, foraging a trail of hot kisses along my jaw, down my neck, and to my collarbone. My lips found his neck and I kissed him there, once, twice. He smelled like sweat, soap, and more. The scent of his blood sang to me. I kissed him again, directly on the quickly beating vein on his neck. An unquenchable ache slammed into me so hard I was unprepared to fight it.
“Yes,” his voice pleaded. Urgent. Needy.
He wanted me to bite him. I sensed it. He wasn’t being subtle either as he pressed his neck to my lips.
It seemed fitting that Gabe should be the first human I tasted. My canines grew and I sank them into his flesh. He shuddered. The first taste of his blood was something I’ll never forget, like lust and honey combined, a heady combination. All my life I had struggled with food and settled on being strictly vegan, but in that moment—the instant I tasted Gabe’s blood—I knew I’d never crave anything else ever again. It was exactness, precision, completeness. And I couldn’t get enough.
I sucked harder, yanking his neck closer. The more I drank the more I needed…
“Stop!” Professor Pops’ voice sounded far away. He tried to force me off Gabe, but I was stronger. Faster. I withdrew my fangs momentarily and sat up, sending the palm of my hand smashing into Professor Pops’ sternum. He let out a grunt as he smacked against the wall with a crack.
There were others in the room. From the edges of my blood-filled vision, I saw them and heard their cries of concern.
“I told you something like this would happen.” That was Heathcliff.
“We shouldn’t have left her alone,” Bart said.
I closed my eyes to clear my head. Who were they talking about? It couldn’t be me. Someone gently pulled me off Gabe. I opened my eyes and saw Dorian’s concerned face.
“Snow. Can you hear me?” he asked.
“What happened? Gabe and I were training and…” I followed Dorian’s gaze. On the floor lay Gabe, his body twisted at an unusual angle; part of his neck gaped open. He was covered in blood. So much blood. And so were my hands. My body began to shake. Not Gabe. No! “Is he—?” I couldn’t finish. Please, no. “Tell me,” I shouted.
No one moved.
An unbearable agony crawled up my stomach and into my chest and settled in my throat. I screamed, the sound unearthly. Most of the brothers and Professor Pops covered their ears. But I couldn’t stop.
“Snow.” Dorian sounded more pained than he looked, and he looked completely broken. I pulled out of his grasp.
Gabe is dead. Gabe is dead. I… killed Gabe. I wanted to die. “Kill me,” I cried. “Do it.”
The brothers and Professor Pops regarded me like I was an untamed animal—a monster, but they didn’t move.
I couldn’t stand to be in their presence another second, and I bolted. As I went through the Museum of the Supernatural, I screamed again, causing the glass cases to shatter, but I didn’t stop. I went faster, floating like an apparition, up the stairs and out the back door. My scream grew louder. I’d killed Gabe. Become a monster. The vampire queen could have me now. My life was over.
Windows broke.
Glass fell like rain.
Still I couldn’t stop screaming.
Death was too good for me. I deserved something far worse. I didn’t know what, but I knew I wouldn’t find my answers here. Without a backward glance, I ran. Away from all that I loved, all that I’d known. I didn’t deserve them.
Be sure to pick up book two in the Seven Magics Academy, Fate and Magic.
Also by RaShelle Workman
DEMONLAND SERIES
Alice in Demonland
Alice Fights Demonland
Alice Takes Demonland
Alice Ignites Demonland (7/2020)
BEASTLY SERIES
A Beauty so Beastly
A Beauty so Deadly (8/2020)
WOLF BLOOD ACADEMY
Initiation (10/2019)
Inheritance (11/2019)
Induction (12/2019)
SEVEN MAGICS ACADEMY
Blood and Snow
Fate and Magic
Queen of the Vampires
Deadly Witch (coming 8/2019)
Royal Witch (9/2019)
Vampire Lies (1/2020)
Vampire Secrets (2/2020)
Vampires and Dragons (3/2020)
Vampires and Gargoyles (4/2020)
Vampire Magics (5/2020)
IMMORTALS
Venus Falling
Venus Rising (11/2020)
GODS AND PARANORMALS
Goddess Curse
Mystical Gift (coming 9/2019)
DEAD ROSES
Sleeping Roses
Kissed by a Rose
CARLY MORGAN ~ Sizzling Sweet Romance
Most Eligible Cowboy
Happily Ever Summer
Rockstar Billionaire
Billionaire Best Man
Second Chance Billionaire
Faking it With the Billionaire
Dating the Billionaire
The Risky Groom
The Ever After Groom
The Nanny’s Billionaire
About the Author
RaShelle Workman is an international bestselling author of reimagined fairy tales, science fiction, time travel, and romantic suspense. All of her novels have been listed on multiple bestseller lists, including her Blood and Snow series (now Seven Magics Academy), which has sold more than a million copies worldwide.
When RaShelle isn't writing, she enjoys baking, and creating new taco recipes. She lives in Utah with her husband, three children, and their dogs. Find her online by visiting her website at: www.rashelleworkman.org.
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