What's next?
Bryce learns the truth
Bryce paced the length of his dorm room, his thoughts a tangled mess.
Bryce- Bug bite.
The lie gnawed at him. He’d seen marks like that before—on the necks of students who’d started acting… different. The ones who disappeared into the old castke on campus at night, then theirs the ones that completely change in long run,become paler, their eyes different, the ones like that guy yesterday with that girl with the marks on her neck
His phone buzzed—a message from Stephanie
Stephanie- Meet me at the old library
Bryce frowned. Stephanie wasn’t herself, and had the same mark on her inner thigh He grabbed his jacket and shoved his phone into his pocket, That mark on her skin—the way she’d lied about it—it wasn’t sitting right with him. The old library was on the far edge of campus, a gothic relic most students avoided after dark.He spotted Stephanie the moment he rounded the corner of the library. She stood beneath a flickering lamppost, her arms crossed. Beside her was her roommate, Lila—pale as moonlight, with that same unnerving stillness Bryce had noticed in the others. The mark on Lila’s neck was just visible above her scarf, a twin to Stephanie’s new second mark on her neck
“You came,” Stephanie said, her voice too smooth, too calm.
Bryce’s pulse hammered in his throat as Stephanie’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. Her fingers reached up, loosening the scarf around Lila’s neck to reveal the twin marks—dark against her too-pale skin.
"You’re not scared, are you?" Lila murmured, stepping closer
. Her voice was velvet, hypnotic. The air between them thickened, charged with something electric. Stephanie closed the distance first, her hands sliding up his chest.
Stepphanie - come inside, fuck us Bryce
Bryce’s breath hitched as Stephanie’s fingers curled into the fabric of his jacket, pulling him toward the library’s heavy oak doors. The air inside was thick with the scent of old parchment and something metallic—copper, maybe. The flickering lamplight cast long shadows across the dusty shelves, and Lila moved like a ghost through the dimness, her fingers already working at the buttons of her blouse.
Bryce’s pulse roared in his ears as Lila’s blouse slid off her shoulders, pooling at her feet. Moonlight cut through the cracked library windows, painting her bare skin in silver—the curve of her hips, the dark mark pulsing at her throat. Stephanie pressed against his back, her breath hot on his neck as her hands tugged at his belt.
"See how beautiful she is?" Stephanie whispered, undoing his belt.
lila's nipples pebbled in the cold air, but she didn’t shiver. Didn’t blink. Stephanie’s shoved him forward.
"Touch her...let her bite you ,it'll free you Says Stephanie stripping bare herself
Lila stepped closer, her movements too fluid, too deliberate. Her dark eyes locked onto his, unblinking, her lips parting just enough to reveal the faintest glint of sharpened canines.
Bruce - Wait… what is this?
Bryce’s mind screamed, but his body refused to move. Stephanie’s fingers traced his jaw, forcing his gaze back to Lila.
Stephanie- shes a vampire, many students are, or like me are slowly being turned with each bite..first was that guy I fucked a couple nights ago, he bit me on the inner thigh, then a hour ago, Lila bit my neck ....mmmm, it feels so intoxicating and freeing..im not a vampire so she will free you with your first bite
Bryce’s stomach twisted as the words sank in. Vampires. That explained the marks, the disappearances, the way some students had changed—paler, hungrier, their eyes , her eyes, black with crimson irses, and one got to Cortney
Lila stepped closer, her bare skin glowing unnaturally in the dim light. Her fingers traced the curve of Bryce’s collarbone, sending a shiver down his spine—not entirely from fear.
"You won’t run," she murmured, her voice silk and venomous.
Lila- "You want this....you want me, to fuck us both
Bryce’s breath came shallow, his body rigid yet thrumming with something he couldn’t name—fear, yes, but beneath it, a dark, crawling want. Stephanie pressed against his back, her lips grazing the shell of his ear.

"Let go...fuck us like you did me yesterday...let her free you from all your problems Stephanie whispered
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