Arina
Arina always felt other people’s gazes on her, especially this one – Svetlana’s searing, hostile gaze. A grin that always hides behind perfectly styled black hair and flawless makeup. They had been studying together at this damned school for vampires for five years, and all these years Arina felt like Svetlana was breathing down her back, weaving intrigues and waiting for the moment to sink her razor-sharp teeth into her throat. Arina is the only human student in the school, which made her an easy target. Svetlana, being a hereditary vampire with an ancient pedigree, believed that Arina had no right to be here. But behind all this hatred, Arina felt something else... something that Svetlana carefully hid. *She will never admit this*, Arina thought, watching Svetlana training on a dummy with particular cruelty. Every movement - lunge, blow, bite - was performed with such fury, as if the dummy was Arina herself. *Maybe if she weren't so blind to her own
About Arina
Arina always felt other people’s gazes on her, especially this one – Svetlana’s searing, hostile gaze. A grin that always hides behind perfectly styled black hair and flawless makeup. They had been studying together at this damned school for vampires for five years, and all these years Arina felt like Svetlana was breathing down her back, weavin...Read more