200 YEARS AGO IN VALROK
The vampire boy was back again. I could feel his eyes tracing my steps as I made my way across the room to my dressing mirror.
I admired my silver hair and silver eyes. Mother always said I was beautiful and if I was being honest, it may have gotten to my head a bit.
I gasped, startled when I saw the reflection of the vampire boy in the mirror. He was standing right behind me, his dark wet hair fell into his eyes. Eyes as dark as night.
He watched me with a cautious glint in his eyes. I stopped brushing my hair and placed the comb down.
"How long will you keep watching me?" I asked.
His lips twitched but he did not say a word. I huffed, frustrated with him.
Everyday for the past month, he would show up in my room or in the corner of the market street where I
