Relentless Thirst - The NSC Series Book 4 (Chapter 1-15)

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Relentless Thirst

The Night Stalker Crew Series

Table of Contents

Chapter One Force-feed

Chapter Two A Daunting Vision

Chapter Three The Cold Abyss

Chapter Four Move or Die

Chapter Five Poison and Blood

Chapter Six Crimson

Chapter Seven Fude

Chapter Eight Silver Bullet

Chapter Nine Code of Honor

Chapter Ten Blood Trace

Chapter Eleven Tethered

Chapter Twelve The Edge

Chapter Thirteen Stab or Be Stabbed

Chapter Fourteen Russian Roulette

Chapter Fifteen Bloodshed

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Chapter One Force-feed

SAMANTHA

Life is boring. Life is okay. Life is good. Life is great. Life is awesome, but for me, life consists of running. I always wonder. What am I running from? Time and time again, I've asked myself that question. Was I just being paranoid? For the life of me, I had no clue why I was running, and why the Vampiric Council was after me. Surely, I've broken no law as far as I was concern. I was just glad that I haven't found a death card in my mailbox yet. Now that? Would be another story totally. I'd probably kill myself. To say the least, I had a feeling that my time of running was about to come to an end. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? If it involves the VC? I am definitely fucking dead meat. For sure. I sighed heavily and moved the heavy curtain aside and peered out, no one suspicious standing outside my window and no movements in the trees. It was calm and still like any other day. Nodding, I let it drop back into position and moved away from the window. It was a habit that started two years ago, and I couldn't get myself to stop. What in the world's hell was wrong with me? Walking into the living room, I plopped onto the couch, almost knocking it over in the process. Argh, my life? Fucking sucks ass. Yep, the best way to sum it up. Feeling the presence of another vampire nearby, I stiffened, my senses going on high alert. Who the hell was paying me a visit? I didn't make a move or a sound as the vampire stopped outside my door. Oh boy, this was about to get interesting, or not as the doorbell rang. I took a deep breath and slowly got up. Walking over to the door, I opened it. "Hi, are you Samantha Branson?" I stared up at the vampire before me. Chills ran up and down my spine as I peered into her cold eyes. Is this it? Have they finally sent someone out to find me?

"Yes," I said slowly.

"I'm Audrianna Davis." She smiled. "May I... come in?" I nodded and stood back to let her in. Her eyes scan the house in interest. The colorful decoration of wallpapers, the dark wood floor, the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and heavy curtains blocking out the daylight. If I wasn't mistaken, it looked like she was taking inventory of my house. I slowly closed the door, blocking out the dim daylight. I led her into the kitchen, emptied of everything except for a table, a couple of chairs, a refrigerator, a microwave, and a stove. Okay, I take that back. It had everything in it except for food. Then why do I have a stove? Because from time to time, I like to cook myself a good human food to eat. Funny shit, huh? "Please, have a seat. Would you like ah... something to drink?" My stomach was practically jumping all over the place. I wanted to jump out of my skin as she sat down at the table and nodded. "Do you like it cold or warm?"

"Cold is fine." Swallowing, I went to the refrigerator and opened it, grabbing a couple bags of blood. Letting the door slam, I walked to the table and sat across from her. I held out a bag to her and she took it. I lean back and put my own bag to my fangs and punctured it. Audrianna watched me for a few seconds before ripping her own open. Finishing it, I pulled the empty bag from my mouth and dropped it on the table. I shifted nervously in my chair and cleared my throat.

"Um... may I ask what are you doing here?" I slowly asked.

"Let me ask you this. Why do you think I'm here?" She pulled out her phone and peered at it. "I'm sensing that you are afraid of me." Her phone suddenly vibrated in her hands and she frowned at it. "Uh, excuse me, I have to take this," she said, getting up and moving out of the kitchen. I sighed. Why was she here? Who was she? I don't know how long I sat there pondering the questions, but she was suddenly back, slipping her phone in her pocket. "Sorry about that, but back to my earlier question. Why do you think I am here?"