The Master Vampire Past Lover.

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town in Los Angeles. Sun was scorching heavily, leaves we

r. Particularly, it was the first day of summer. Everyone could feel the heat a

Freya

best friend's - Elizabeth, house, her ponytail swaying with each step. A water bottle filled with freshly squeezed orange juice dangled from her

and knocked twice. The door creaked open almost immediately, revealing Mrs. Pott, Elizabeth's mother. She was a striking woman in her late

laughter. She stepped aside to let Freya in, wiping her hands on the apron she

d, returning the smile with equa

owing look, her eyes twinkling. "I figured you'd be the one when I heard the

face lit up at the mention

r path up the stairs, her sneakers barely making a sound on the carpeted steps. She reached the second

izabeth was at her desk, her back to the door, completely absorbed in her reading. Her thick black curls cascaded down her back, and her c

room in a few strides and tapped Elizabeth on the shoulder. S

asped, her eyes wide with sur

pping down on Elizabeth's bed. She dropped her bottle on the plush carp

ologetic as she ran a hand through her unruly curls.

e desk and showed Freya the scr

er head, a smirk p

ading straight for Elizabeth's wardrobe. "Th

h began, but Freya cut her

rummaging through the clothes. "We're

eya had dragged her to a party, it had ended in disaster. A seemingly innocent drink offered by a guy had turned out to be something much stronger than Elizabeth anticipated. One sho

eason with Freya, hoping to appeal to her friend's sense of empathy. "You

ed out a white spaghetti-strap dress fro

abeth is spe

abeth, just because you vomited the last time doesn't mean anything. It happens. The first time I went

ed in horror, but Frey

me popular thoug

books, crossed her arms on her chest and turned her chair around so

all

, re

e. She then sauntered over to the bed and sat down with a casual

s uncharacteristic compliance. "So you're really not going to force me to go an

ischievous glint remained in her eyes. "But just

nversation was headed. Freya was about to launc

held Elizabeth's hands. "We're on summer bre

d rathe

was really brilliant. "You came first in your departm

all becaus

told her friend. "All work and no play will make El

have you as my best friend, so

u don't go with me, I won't want to go. And, I don

an eyebrow. "A

you come to the party with me,"

was a hint of curiosity in her expr

Freya interrupted, her voice

with a resigned smile. She knew there was no

ing anywhere without you," Freya pleaded, her baby blue eyes wid

ng her eyes with a sigh. "I'll go

in a tight hug, cutting off any further objections. Before Elizabeth could even catch her

their excitement, and Elizabet

ray with freshly baked cookies and two tall glasses of milk. His presence seemed to brig

grin spreading across his face as he wal

s every move. Her gaze lingered on his well-toned frame, appreciating the way his muscles subtly flexed under his fitted

efully placing the tray on the desk. His caramel skin seemed to glow under the light, and a

t seemed to have been chiseled by the gods themselves. His six-pack abs, which he often showed off during lacrosse practice, were the stuff of legends at school. Add to that his smoo

onis, and her eyes practically

made his way to the door. "I better leave now. See you later, Freya," h

d, her tone warm and almost

ook. "Really, Freya? You're still interested in Ethan?" she asked, grabbing a cook

Elizabeth's wardrobe. "You can't blame me, you know," s

r words. "I don't care how handsome he is, just trash any fantas

icked out a yellow dress. "And I think I've fo

night already, M

Contin