In Love With The Devil & The Werewolf (On Hold/Being Updated

Chapter 1

   Jewel's P.O.V.

 I am a Jewel, a normal, everyday vampire. A happy, loving daughter of Dominique and Luna. My father is a blonde, six foot two, strong, and protective. I always loved to play hide and seek because it was always hard for him to hide. Which made it easy for me to win. My mother was the most beautiful woman in the whole village. The fact of her being the most beautiful was not just by father and me, but by everyone in the village. She had long black hair that was perfectly straight. Not one strand stood out. She stood at five foot three and was the quickest person I have ever seen.  She was even faster than my dad. If you have ever tried to beat her in a race, you stood no chance. She would run for hours going to places she had never seen. It was my favorite thing to do with her. She was able to carry me on her back and run. I remember the wind blowing through my hair as she would speed up whenever I would start to squeal. 

     My father was super strong but he had a charm to him that swooned all women, but my mom. His charm was his vampire ability. My mother's attitude towards him always drove him crazy. I remember the day they told me how they got together. They told me that he would go to her house every day and ask for a date. One special day he finally got her to say yes. From that day forward they fell deeper in love with each other. I still love that story. I hope that the man I love does that to sweep me off my feet.  

    My favorite thing was seeing mom and dad trying to kiss. It was always funny to me since mom was so short and dad was so tall. Mom would always grab the collar of his shirt and pull him down to her. He would grab her waist, pulling her in and kiss her like there was no tomorrow. I would always giggle whenever I would see them kissing which would cause them to both start laughing with me. Father and she knew that I was always watching them try to kiss. I always daydreamed of the day I would have my first kiss. How sweet and soft they would be. How they would draw me off my feet and wrap their arms around me.

     I always imagined what it would be like if mother was the tall one and father was the short one. Now that would have been hilarious.

    We lived in a pretty big village. Our house was on the outside of town so we would be able to see the sun rise and set. It was one of the most modern and updated one in the whole village. Well for all the townspeople at least. The village wasn’t any normal village though, the devil and his family lived here. They live in their high mighty castle with their son. I never cared or paid much attention to them. They were kinda just like a background noise to me. Who cares who runs the underworld, in my opinion, anyone should be able to run the underworld if they are skilled enough.

      Mother and I would walk the town every day while my father would go out and work. I never knew what my father did though. My parents never told me and wherever I would try to snoop in and listen, somehow they would know and would stop the conversation every time. 

    My mother never really worked though. Some days she would go with father to help him with his job and leave me with our neighbors. That really didn't bother me though. I knew they had a reason to keep it a secret and when they could tell me they would. 

    It was just a week before my sixteenth birthday and I couldn’t wait. On every vampire's sixteenth birthday they got their vampire power. That's what makes each vampire special. My family has had very great luck on getting special powers. Well, at least that's what my mom says. 

    The days were getting closer as I was getting more anxious. What if my power wasn’t good enough. What if I disappointed my mother and father. What if I can't learn to control it. 

    I was just getting home from school the day before my birthday as I noticed my father’s car in front of our house. It's weird because he's never home this early. Something may have happened. I debated if I should go and ask my parents or just listen in on their conversation. I have decided to try to listen in. I creep in the front door and head towards the living room. I use a bit of my speed to stay quiet as I try to creep into the room. 

    “I think it's time we tell her who we work for honey,” my mother said to my father as she would rub her arms. 

    “I don’t think we should tell her. You know the warning he gave us. I don’t want to worry her. Do you really think it would be smart to do this?”

    What are they talking about? I go to try to get closer but the floor creaks, giving me away. 

    “Jewel, come out. We know you're there.” my father would say softly. 

    “I-Im sorry mom and dad. I just wanted to know about what you were talking about. Please don't be mad.” 

    My mother would walk over to me and wrap me in her arms and sigh softly “Baby, we could never be mad at you. But you know that you are not supposed to listen to our conversations if we don’t know you're there. Please just come out next time, okay?”

    I just nodded softly and hugged her back. I would giggle as my dad would pick both me and my mom up, hugging us both. This is what I always love about them. They are both very forgiving and loving. 

    Later on that night I was picking out my outfit for tomorrow. I had it all planned out. A beautiful spring dress to wear to school and then at my party I would wear my new dress mom and dad had just bought me for my birthday. I set them both out hanging up on my vanity as I crawl into bed. 

    I try to fall asleep but I just can’t. I toss and turn. Trying every sleep position I possibly thought off. I finally decide to get up and go get some warm milk. I creep down the stairs and as I start to pour myself a glass of milk to warm up I see my mom walk downstairs. 

    “Hun, what are you doing up? It's super late and you need to sleep for tomorrow.” 

    “I just can't sleep. My mind is racing and so is my heart. I'm worried about what my power may be. It could be anything. It could be so bad that I disappoint you and father.” I would whisper out the last part as I put my milk into the microwave to warm it up. 

    My mother would walk up to me and wrap me in her arms, “Your power will be perfect. It doesn’t matter what power you get, you will never disappoint us. No matter how crazy or weird your power is.”

    I smile and grab my warm milk, “Okay mom. But that doesn’t make a difference. I am still worried.” 

    “Well how about we go talk about it in your bed. Maybe it will help you finally get to sleep.”

    I set my milk down and walked with my mom to my room and lay on the bed with her, resting against her.

    “Mom, is it weird that I'm going to be sixteen and I'm still laying on you?”

    My mom would just chuckle and start rubbing my hair and start to hum a sweet toon that always would put me to sleep.

    “Mom I know what you're doing” I would whisper, already starting to fall asleep. I swear sometimes mom's power is being able to calm me and put me to sleep. 

    In just a few minutes I was out like a light. Not even noticing when my mom left my room. I dreamt of all the things that could happen and what different powers I could have. 

    I hear my door creak open and I slightly open my eyes to see my mom walking in my room.

    “Sweetheart, it's time to get up”

    I would sit up and rub my eyes, trying to rub away the sleepiness. 

    “Good morning mom. Why are you waking me up? I thought I set an alarm”

    “You did but I wanted to wake you up since you are now sixteen! Happy Birthday Sweetheart!” 

I just smile and get up, hugging her. I can't believe it's my birthday! My power will finally be able to be used and trained! This should be the best year of my life, well besides getting my true love.

    I shoo my mom out of my room and quickly put on my spring dress. I never wore this dress because it hugs my body and I just never liked it. I quickly put on some makeup and curl my hair. I run downstairs and see my mom and dad laughing and smiling. This is what I want when I have a husband. 

    “Hey, dad and mom! How do I look?”

    “You look very beautiful. So grown-up,” my dad would tell me as he brought me into a hug. “Are you ready to finally be able to train and use your power?” 

    I just nod and hug him back. I'm ready but at the same time, I'm scared. I know that it's already here and I can't stop it but I am not fully ready. I let him go and wave goodbye to my parents as I walk to school. We leave a few blocks from my school so I just usually walk to school. I don't mind walking. It gives me time to clear my head or enjoy some time outside and by myself. 

    I finally showed up to school and when I walked into the doors I felt all eyes on me. I wrap my arms around myself trying to hide as much as I could. I hear all the girls whisper and the boys whistle. Is me wearing a dress really that weird? Or is it because I am showing my body. I don't know, but there is one thing for sure. I have to get to my locker and then to my class. Maybe if I ignore it all of them will just give up. 

    I go throughout the day just trying to ignore everyone until lunchtime comes around. I just grab myself a water and go towards the table I always sit at. Except for today, there is a group of guys at the table. I ignore them and just leave for the lunchroom. I notice that one of the guys from the table follows me. I don't care who they are. I just walk to my next classroom, trying to keep my distance from him. 

    The day ended pretty quickly and all the people went back to ignoring me. I quickly got home. As soon as I get through the door I am being picked up into a hug by my dad. I just giggle and hug him back. 

    “Hey, dad! Hey mom!”

    “How was school honey,” both my parents say at almost the same time, causing me to laugh. 

    “It was okay but weird. Everyone kept staring at me and this guy kept following me around. Especially at lunch. He followed me to my locker so I just went to class” 

    “It's just because you are wearing a dress and you are very beautiful” my mother would say as she gave me a quick hug. 

    My dad would let me down and push me towards the stairs, “Go change into something you can wear into the woods. We are having a small party with just us. So be quick.” 

    I would run up the stairs throwing on a hoodie and some ripped jeans. I would fix my hair into a ponytail. I go downstairs and see my parents already in the car. I jump in and my dad drives towards our favorite spot in the woods. 

    A few hours later we finally reach our spot and I notice a cabin right where we usually sit. 

    “Honey, this is our new vacation house. We know how much you love it out here so we had it built. I hope you like it,” my mother would say to me with a bright smile. 

    I jump out of the car and run towards it. I can't believe my parents had this built so we could be able to stay out here. The wood was carved to perfection and the windows shined. I quickly walk inside and start exploring the house. It was huge and very beautiful. I could stay here and never leave. My mother comes in and leads me to my room. It's huge. It's not barley decorated but that can come later. I run my fingers over the walls and explore the bedroom and bathroom. After about half an hour I go outside to find my mother and father on a blanket they set up for us to sit on.