Sanguisuge Book 1
By Sharon Lopez
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Trinity is not your ordinary fifteen-year-old. She lives in seclusion with her father. She possesses extraordinary strength and speed. She is also haunted by a dream. A dream that seems to hold the secret not only to who she is but to who she will become. Follow Trinity on her journey of self-discovery in this not so average coming of age story.
Sharon Lopez
Sharon is a multi-genre young adult author that dabbles in adult tales from time to time. It’s all about the story is not just a catchphrase but a spirit that is inside all of her books. When she is not writing, she can be found getting lost in other author’s worlds, watching Slice Of Life Anime, or getting annihilated as she tries her hand at various video games. She is inspired by many things. Whether it’s an encouraging word, a kooky dream, or a personal experience, she will put it to excellent use. As a defender of the defenseless, Sharon’s characters take on this persona with strong female leads and males that are protective, perfect, boyfriend material.
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Sanguisuge Book 1 - Sharon Lopez
Sanguisuge Book 1 by Sharon Lopez Is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial- ShareAlike 4.0 International License Copyright 2017.
Chapter One
It’s 2 o’clock in the morning. I sat crouched behind the trees just inside the dense forest. It’s quiet, a little too quiet for my liking, which means only one thing, he’s close. I did a quick mental check of my gear and slowly rose to my feet. I felt his presence behind me and a distasteful smile crept across my face. I turned around in time to stare into the eyes of my would-be attacker. His eyes are blue green with the telltale golden ring around the iris.
Micah…
I spit his name at him as if it were acid and grasp the handle of my dagger.
Trinity, please. Why must we fight? We would make much better lov—
Do not finish that sentence,
I said between gritted teeth.
Micah groaned and bowed in my direction. A menacing smirk crept across his face.
As you wish.
I shook my head as I put down the book I had just finished reading. ‘At least that author had most of it right,’ I thought to myself. Though their body is impervious to most weapons known to man, there is one thing that can kill them. Unfortunately, since the weapon is a dagger, one would have to get dangerously close to their target in order to make use of it. The two things that all the books, movies, and TV shows have right are their speed and strength. Faster and stronger than any human, well, any human, except for me, that is.
I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, fully aware that he would be there waiting for me as he had been every night since he tried to take my life.
Off to bed with you, Trin.
Aw, mom. Just a little longer, pleeeeeeeeeeease.
My mother smiled and took the coloring book off my lap. She ran her hand from the top of my head to my shoulder.
It’s late sweetie, come on, I’ll tuck you in.
My mom helped me out of the overstuffed chair and we walked hand in hand toward my bedroom. I snuggled into the warmth of my blanket and the softness of the pillow underneath me. My mom stroked my head, pushing the stray hairs from my face.
Goodnight, my little one.
I smiled as my tired eyes threatened to close. Night, mama,
I said with a yawn. My eyes fluttered and then closed as sleep took me almost instantly.
I heard my mom’s screams, but I did not sense the urgency. It was like I did not wake fully and her voice seemed too far away. I moved my head to the left and could no longer feel the comfort of my pillow under me. My eyes opened as I felt a slight stinging sensation in my neck. I inhaled deeply. The unfamiliar scent of mint and pine filled my nose. When I took another breath, I caught the scent of something metallic and sweet. I tried to focus my eyes, but they felt heavy and dry. I let my eyes close again and was overcome with a wave of dizziness. My limbs felt heavy, and exhaustion overwhelmed me. The last thing I heard was my mother’s voice calling out a name, Micah.
I bolted upright. My breath caught in my throat and my hand flew protectively to my neck. I poked at the warm raised skin of a ten-year-old scar and let out a haggard gasp.
The sun had barely raised itself over the top of the distant mountains as I stared out the window overlooking the town below. I opened the sliding glass and stepped out onto the balcony. The brisk November air sent goose bumps across my bare arms. A blanket draped over my scantily clothed body as two arms cradled me.
The dream is coming earlier than usual.
I nodded in agreement without turning around.
I made some coffee. Why don’t you come in out of the cold? I could make you some breakfast.
I smiled and let out a chuckle as I turned around.
We have the same discussion every morning. You know I don’t eat breakfast, Finn.
Finn smacked his lips together, taking objection to my words, and shook his head. He ran his hand through his golden-brown hair. The corners of his full red lips turned down. A wave of guilt shot through me and I opened my mouth to correct myself.
I’m sorry, Dad. I…
Finn waved off my words and looked at me.
I stared at the golden-ringed irises peering at me and let out a sigh.
Finn turned from me.
I grabbed Finn’s arm before he walked away, and he let me spin him around to face me. I’m sorry.
I know we only met after he…when your mom…
Finn groaned at the thought of my mother. It’s been ten years, Trinity.
I was just five years old when I was attacked. My eyes fluttered open. I was lying in a bed. I looked up to see crimson fluid running down into a tube that was secured to my arm. I looked out in front of me and a man I had never seen before was staring at me, a worried expression plastered on his face. That was the last thing I saw before sleep took me.
When I woke again. I sat up slowly. A wave of dizziness hit me, and I rubbed my head to make the room stop spinning. I felt a hand on my arm and I turned to see my grandmother’s smile gazing at me. Though she was smiling, her tear-filled eyes told a different story.
Grandma?
Hush child. I haven’t much time. I have to talk to you before you go.
Go? Go where? Grandma, where’s mommy?
A tear ran down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away.
I want you to meet someone.
The man I didn’t know came to stand next to my grandmother.
Trin, this is your dad, and he’s going to take good care of you.
The man smiled down at me. I stared at him for a moment and then turned my attention to my grandmother.
I want mommy. Grandma, where’s mommy?
My grandmother said nothing to me. Instead, she looked up at the man she said was my dad. I noticed they both looked sad.
I know. I really am sorry, Dad.
Do you really think of us all the same? Is it so hard to acknowledge our differences? Do you still see me as the monster he is?
I shook my head in protest.
Dad, it’s just the dream. It makes the wounds fresh again. I don’t think you’re a monster. I know not all of you are the same.
Finn let out a laugh.
You can’t even say the word.
I can too,
I responded, feeling defensive.
Finn stopped laughing and raised an eyebrow. He clearly stated the challenge in his gaze.
You’re a…
My lips formed to make out the word, but my voice failed me.
Finn tilted his head, listening intently. When the word refused to come, Finn shook his head.
Vampire.
A shiver ran up my spine at Finn’s word. I clamped my eyes shut, and my hands began to shake. Finn wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a tight embrace.
I’m sorry, Trin. I shouldn’t have insisted.
I snuggled into Finn’s chest as a tear escaped my closed eyes. Finn stroked my hair and kissed me on top of my head. I pulled away and took a couple of steps backward.
I have to get ready for school,
I said without looking up.
I went to my room and shut the door. Within seconds, Finn was there, knocking.
You don’t have to do this. If you don’t want to, that is. I mean, when you were younger, I thought it best, but now… so many kids today are homeschooled.
I opened my door and gave Finn a curious look. What are you going on about?
Finn stopped babbling and let out a laugh. "I guess I am just worried about you. You’re not sleeping or eating right,