“Woohoo! Buddy! we are on our way to Stanford!” Sky bellowed as Damien drove the Rolls-Royce Boat Tail that King Saldus had customised for him. He looked at his friend and laughed out loud. “I was beginning to think that this was a real bad idea” he said and Sky widened his eyes in mock horror. “What?! You are not going to rain on my parade too, are you? I had enough sensible talk from Michel. I don’t want to do sensible for the next twenty-four hours. In fact for the next twenty days. I mean, come on, have a mercy on a heartbroken guy” he wailed out to the air. “You are not heartbroken” Damien said with laughter. “What? What do you call it when your boyfriend, whom you are in love with, specifically told you that he doesn’t think that you could work long-distance and he went right ahead to suggest you give yourselves some time apart? Uhm, what do you call that?” “Seperation” Damien said with a shrug and he laughed out loud at Sky’s expression. Sky merely turned away from him and

“Damn! I am really friends with a rich dude! Guy look at your crib!” Sky crowd as he got the first view of the blue and white-trimmed mansion. Of course, they had all seen it on the phone together but nothing came close to seeing it up close. Damien was overwhelmed for a moment as he wondered what he had done to deserve such a blessing. His mind automatically went to the events of the Big Chaos and he marvelled at the fact that humans that could be so brutal in their annihilation of his kind could be also capable of such magnanimity.“Let’s go check out the interior. I am sure it is going to be as badass as the exterior. If not more” Sky said as he opened the car door swiftly and jumped out. He looked at Dmaien, who was still behind the wheels “Come on, you want to sprout root out here in the driveway? I am not jumping on that plan, he said as he jogged over to the entrance, and took the porch steps in twos before he swore as he paused a few steps from the porch. “Dang it. I forgot th

Isabella couldn’t sleep. She tried as hard as she could but the comfort was just not coming at all. She had no idea if it was because of the change of location or the fact that she was hyped to start college life. She thought of different reasons that could be the cause for her unrest. Everything was considered and discarded as she tossed and turned on the large princess bed piled high with fluffy pillows. Everything except the one thought that her mind chided away from.No, Isabella refused to think of the fact that she was restless because of the presence of that arrogant bastard. She was certain that the fact that she thought that he might be here for her had nothing to do with why she was tossing and turning. Though the room was fully conditioned and the staff that arrived at the house minutes after they arrived, had made the room as comfortable as possible did nothing to alleviate her discomfort. They had had a roast for dinner. It was one of the simple food that Isabella loved a

College life was everything that Damien had pictured it to be and more. Sky had filled him in on what they were to expect even before they got the news that Standford University accepted their applications. The orientation program was iconic on its own. Damien had to tamp down the excitement of his urge when packed together with those mass of bodies. The increasing attraction he felt for females of the opposite sex couldn’t be denied as well. The only thing that had stopped Damien from the urge of acting on his increasing fascination with the opposite sex was the fact that he couldn’t picture all the activities that Sky explained in detail without thinking of having a chunky bite out of the long swan-like neck of these beautiful and curvy girls too. He had once thought of telling Sky that but since that would alert Sky to the fact that Damien had fed. Though Damien felt somehow about the fact that he had not informed the man who called him friend about such vital information but the

“What am I doing?” Isabella asked herself for the umpteenth time as she sat in the huge living room in the bachelor-styled home. “Who the hell would have a gigantic wall screen in their living room if not for an asshole like him?” Isabella thought spitefully as she glared at the black-coated man at the other end of the door. Though he was looking away from her, he made Isabella nervous and she had had to stop herself twice from asking if it was that idiot that asked him to watch over her.What did he think I would do? Cart away his giant TV? She scoffed as she glared at the man again. The latter was not even looking at her. In fact, he had not said a thing since she came in and he had informed her that Sir would be with her in a minute. “Sir, my foot” Isabella thought and stood up abruptly. She was sure that it must have been ten minutes already since she got there. Well, maybe not but she didn’t care! She was not about to sit here even for a minute while he took his time to show hi