The Becoming, Breanna Davis [some good books to read .TXT] 📗

going to eat. I shook my head and turned around and headed for the shiny black Porsche. First stop would be the damn woods. I can kill some doers and collect all its blood and put it in a baggie as I always do. Then, next stop would be the blood bank for fresh blood. I had sucked the last bag of blood dry when I ran back in the house. Us, hybrid vampires needed blood once of month. I didn’t allow bitten vampires in my mouth except for a couple and their growing daughter. After that blood bank stop I had to visit Emily down in her cabin and collect that weird ass energy bag then, after that I needed to stop at a damn Chinese restaurant. Great, I had a whole list of things to do and I really wanted to do was talk to sexy Cinnamon.
I climbed into the Porsche and immediately left the house. My mind kept going back to Cinnamon and the way her sexy slender body swayed and her dark hair followed. Then, those perfect plump lips! I felt my mouth water and I groaned. I wanted to taste her! Damn it! I needed that sexy girl wrapped into my arms. I stepped hard on the gas pedal and sped up.
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I literally ran into the house clutching the items for dear life. I heard a howling and the wolves were going to transform for the full moon today. Of course they can change whenever they want but, when it’s the full moon they are deadly and need raw meat in them. So, I lead them personally to a cell and throw their food in there so they won’t eat each other. I ran into the house in inhuman speed. I ran up stairs to the third level to find Dale and his pack already on the floor changing against their will.
“Shit,” I muttered.
They looked up and their faces lighten up. I carefully started walked downstairs and they followed me until we reached the basement. Dale, was already changing since he was the Alpha. I could see his watery blue eyes turning into a deadly black but, as soon as it was engulf in black I threw the meat in the cell and locked it. I heard growling and howling and scratching. I sighed and headed towards the witches. At least they were easy to feed.
I went to the highest story which was the sixth story. When I hit the last step I saw people flying on brooms. I raised my brow as the young witch on the broom lost control. She fell off the broom and fell flat on her face. I stifled a giggle and went to find the leader. I walked through the hall way and saw witches flying on brooms, casting spells, or trying to learn different spells. I smiled at each of them friendly and went to go find Casey. When I found her she was instructing a younger witch on how to cast a spell to stay beautiful. This was a spell every witch used so they won’t look like their true self; ugly and disgusting.
Casey turned around and smiled at me. Her beautiful orange hair touched her waist and she had big gold eyes. Her smile lit up her face making me smile a bit.
“Hello, Casey. I got your foreign food.” I said with a slight chuckle. I passed her the twelve bags of fresh Chinese food and she smiled even wider. She took and gave me a big hug.
“Thank you, Kale.” She said and let me go. She turned towards the witches and said, “Time for dinner. Kale finally brought our food!” she yelled. She winked back at me before she headed for the kitchen. I chuckled and headed for the shape shifters, holding their bag of raw blood.
I made my way to the second story where five shape shifters stayed. We didn’t really trust shape shifters much. They were masters of disguise and well, we don’t like that. That means they can easily fool us and nobody likes to be fooled. When, I reached the second story I met Ian who I declared was to watch over the five shape shifters and teach them whatever they needed. I smiled at him and passed him the blood.
“Thanks. We are starved.” Ian said with a cheeky smile. I chuckled and patted him on the back.
“Well, eat up.” I said and went to the fifth story. The fifth story was where the Angels stayed. They were so soft . . . and beautiful. Their wings were like one million feathers caressing your skin. My best friend, Kylie, was also a Angel. I made her the leader since she was so wise and caring. All Angels were caring and just had a second sense for it but, I felt as if I could trust Kylie the most. Do you hear her name? Kylie; just a simply nice name. I smiled when I saw her long flowing blonde hair. She was trying to teach an Angel how to fly. I tapped her slender shoulder and she turned around. She immediately smiled and jumped into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her small waist and laughed.
“Hey, Kylie.” I said.
She twisted out my arms and turned towards the little Angel she was teaching.
“Take four, dinner is here.” She said. The little Angel dropped to the floor and scurried away. She looked so adorable too! I shook my head and turned towards Kylie. I passed her the weird energy in a bag and she snatched it away.
“It’s about time! I feel so tired without it!” she said. She took out a straw out her pocket and sucked in a little bit of the energy. Almost immediately her skin started to glow a little.
“You randomly keep a straw in your pocket?” I asked. She smiled at me. I shook my head. “You are highly weird.” I said with a sigh.
Suddenly she was on top of my head. But, she was as light as a feather so, I wasn’t really affected at all. I looked up at her and smiled.
“But, you love me huh, Killer?” she said with a smirk. I chuckled at her nickname for me. She called me that because I could easily kill someone.
I shook my head and she fell to the floor with a silent thud. I chuckled and headed for the fourth floor where the demons stayed. “I’ll get you for that!” I heard Kylie yell as I walked down the stared. I snorted. “Alright, Kylie!” I yelled back.
The demons are so gorgeous . . . They might even beat Angel at their looks. They have papery white skin and black sexy horns that stuck out their foreheads. They had ebony cupid wings and some have tails but, most don’t. They usually have long, long hair but, others cut them off. After visiting the demon leader, Brass and gave them their raw meat I headed for my small vampire coven on the first floor.
When, I walked onto first floor I saw my coven already crowded around the table. I chuckled and smiled. I pulled out six baggies; one for each of them. Everyone took their and sat down. I looked at the only walking bitten vampire who lived here. She sucked greedily on her bag of blood while her husband sipped it like he didn’t care at all. I smiled at them. They had a daughter in which was turned into a vampire inside the wound. She still hadn’t woken up yet. She was planned to wake up pretty soon and they were so excited. They said they would find their other daughter and maybe change her if she wanted to. I agreed, I would love to have a family get together again.
There was six people in my coven; seven including the vampire child growing in a coma. There was, Tommy, Yvette, Will, Otis, Autumn, Iris, and Michael. Iris and Michael was an odd couple. Michael hid that he was born a vampire since he had met Iris, back when she was human. Then, when Iris and he got into a car wreck, Iris was on her deathbed and he had no choice but to change her. They abandon their daughter and lived her since.
Suddenly, Iris started to sniff the air. She dropped her now empty bag of blood and looked at me with an confused expression.
“You smell so familiar,” she said.
I raised a brow at her and chuckled.
“Maybe because you’ve had my scent for almost twelve years now.” I explained.
She shook her head and tilted her head slightly. “No, no. Not your scent. Someone else scent. And the scent is oddly familiar.” She looked at Michael and he nodded. “It does. But, I cannot put my finger on it.”
I shook my head. “Feed Isabelle and go take a rest. You guys need it.” I passed them three bags of blood and headed out the kitchen. I couldn’t be more happy with the success of my little home for the unnatural. They were happy and so was I . . . sort of. I still needed Cinnamon’s sexy slender body in my arms.


Cinnamon
I rolled up in a ball on my bed and my stomach growled. Mrs. Young wasn’t very mad at me but, she said I had to have a punishment for my unpleasant behavior. I had to go straight to bed without a shower or a bite to eat. I felt dirty and hungry and lonely. Tears slid down my rosy cheeks and I wiped them away. I bit my lip and more tears came. If only I could go far away from here . . . I could feel all better.
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When I woke up, I felt drool sliding down my face. I wiped it away with the back of my hand and sat up straight in bed. I wanted to close my eyes and go back to sleep but, I couldn’t; my eyes just wouldn’t closed. On top of that, I was suspended and had completely nothing to do but, mope around here with a growling stomach. Maybe I can go trash diving and find some food. . . I shook my head. No, I was worth more than that, right? I rubbed my tummy and stood up. Maybe, I can visit Kale and apologize? I was sort of rude stomping off like that. Maybe, he just had a hard upcoming like me and didn’t want to talk about it. What the hell possessed me to stomp off like that?
I went to my almost vacant closet and pulled out one of the five outfits I had. I pulled out a shirt. It was my best one; it had no holes in it and it was a bright lime green to match my eyes. I had some black sweats that I could also wear too. The only shoes I had were beat down black tennis shoes so, I guess I had to wear that too. I put my hair into a pony tail and threw on my clothes. I headed out the door and began walking to the mysterious mansion.

I stopped outside of Kale’s house nervous. Should I ring the doorbell or should I walk right back? What if he is mad still mad at me? What if he does hate me? All those questions swirled in my head and I tried to shake it away but, there was always that damn doubt! I started shaking with the possibility of his rejection. God, what if