AN: So, a few of my readers of Wolf Pack Series have told me I should do a Vampire Series, and I've decided to do so. For those of you familiar with the Wolf Pack Series, I think it is slowly coming to an end, but I won't label it as finished just yet, I might have a few more in me.
So, as you guys know, I'm not an Edward fan in the fanfiction world, (But he's a perfect Edward in the movies…if you don't think too hard….) and to any new readers, my Edward is usually a bad guy, or sometimes may be the good guy…who knows?
PLEASE NOTE: Edward will NEVER be with Bella in any of these stories! I cannot stress that enough.
I'm used to working with Bella as a human, but I will try to spice it up a bit.
Last thing: The vampires I will be using will mostly be Jasper, Peter, Garrett, Alistair, and possibly Emmett and Carlisle. I'm so used to them being familial with her, but I will do my best! Okay…sorry…on we go….
Title: The Devil
Summary: Jasper Whitlock was the devil, a red-eyed man with a southern drawl and a killer smile.
As I lay, burning from the inside out, my mind had to lay it all out, make sure I remembered. Made sure I didn't forget what got me here. Who got me here. The burning was intensely hot, like lava. But his voice was so soothing, so tempting, so evil, yet oh so good.
Jasper Whitlock was the devil, a red-eyed man with a southern drawl and a killer smile.
2 years ago
My blood ran cold as I gazed upon the fiery red hair, the bright red eyes sparkling with revenge. She was just standing there, staring at me, a smile on her face. She sent me a wave, and as a crowd of people walked past obscuring my vision, she disappeared. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I looked around frantically, the strobing red lights making it hard to see anything. I pushed past the bodies, making my way towards the back. She would expect me to go out the front, right? Stay with people? Or the back?
I sat my drink on a nearby table and started heading towards the back, my body vibrating with the booming music.
Usually, you could find me at the bookstore, but things have changed. Changed greatly. You know the story. Edward left, some desperate attempt to protect me. It was just a little cut. Emmett could've handled himself; I know it. Until Edward overreacted. My blood was everywhere. It was a fucking nightmare.
Not as bad as the ones I had though. After he left, everything felt so dull, and then I got a wakeup call. One so cold, it was damn near paralyzing. Charlie was killed in a car accident. At first, I thought it was just bad luck, that my life had just taken a horrible turn….until I was going through the belongings in his cruiser, finding a clump of red hair. This was something that shouldn't have been missed. I knew then and there that this was a message. Only I was too stupid to listen. Next, it was Angela, and then Jess. She was killing off my friends one by one.
I found out that the boys on the Reservation were wolves, awaked by the mere essence of a vampire, but they were no match for her. When one of the young wolves, Seth I believe, got injured, I ran. I don't stay alone. I stick to bars, the city. Anywhere that's crowded. I never stayed in a place for too long. Tonight proved to me that it was time to get the fuck out of dodge.
I pushed past another person, only to run smack dab into the back of someone. I grunted out as it felt like I hit a brick wall. I swayed on my feet a bit, an icy cold hand grabbing my hand, pulling me towards them.
I followed the hand, up the muscular arm, a beautiful rugged face, with bright red eyes. He had short, curly blonde hair, and for some reason, I wanted to run my hands through it. I froze, and I could feel my eyes widening, and my heart started to stutter. Two vampires in one night. The vampire rose a brow, narrowing his eyes at me. Before I could comprehend what was going on, I was pulled flush against his chest, his cold lips grazing against the shell of my ear.
"My, my, lil darlin'. Aren't you somethin'?" He drawled. I shivered at the sound of his voice, and it wasn't that I was scared, but there was something about it that had me wanting to curl my body around his. To seek…something. I shook my head at this. I've already been through this once. Right? Edward never made me feel like this though, not even close.
He pulled back and looked down at me. His lips curled into a smile, his red eyes staring into mine. I stood there frozen, waiting. Fear suddenly gripped me tight as I realized that Victoria was somewhere in this room. Was this her plan? Lure me in with this vampire? Kill me once I was too mesmerized?
The smile slowly dropped from his face, and if I didn't know any better he almost seemed concerned. He pulled me tighter to him, spinning us around so that we were dancing towards the door. I squeezed his arms unconsciously, not wanting to find myself alone with him. He was a vampire after all.
To my surprise we stood off to the side instead, hidden in the shadows. I looked around nervously. He eyed me up and down, tilting his head about. His red eyes stared into mine once again making me feel anchored. Rooted to the floor.
I blinked, shaking my head. "Stop that," I snapped, taking a step back from him. A smile was once again on his face, one that made me want to get closer. "Now ma'am, I don't think I was doin' a single thing," He drawled. A smirk came about his face once again, and he offered me his hand. I stared at it in hesitation. "I don't bite," He purred, making my eyes flutter.
"Your kind always bite," I replied, slowly grasping his hand. I gasped as he pulled me to him once more. "I'm not like my kind," He whispered in my ear. I swallowed, stepping on my toes a bit so that I could whisper in return. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked, sighing as the scent of literal home hit my nose. I could feel his body shake as he chuckled. "Why do you think that?" He asked me.
"Because she is," I whispered. The vampire was silent as we swayed back and forth. His voice suddenly changed, his finger slightly digging into my hips. "She won't live to see another day,"
I furrowed my brow, leaning back to look at him. "What do you mean? Who are you?" He smirked again, tilting his head once more as if in thought. "Major Jasper Whitlock ma'am," He gave a slight bow that made me giggle a bit. "Why aren't you scared of me?" He asked as if genuinely curious. I looked down, pursing my lips. My eyes met his again, and I shivered, despite how warm I was.
"Death doesn't really scare me," I admitted. He hummed, leaning in close. "Is that so? I know a liar when I see one," He purred. I leaned in close, my lips just barely grazing his. "You don't scare me…" His hand cupped my chin, his thumb running across my lip.
His red eyes seemed to glow under the strobe lights as he stared me down. "I'm more than just death darlin'," He said slowly, his eyes twinkling. "How evil can you be?" I challenged. A truly evil smile slid across his face, his lips brushing against mine, creating a shockwave of electricity through me.
"Sweet little human. I'm the definition of it," I swallowed, my mind trying to gather what he was saying.
"What do you want from me?" I asked, meeting his eyes.
He chuckled, twirling me around with my back to his chest. His lips grazed my ear once more making me shiver. "One little kiss to seal your fate," He whispered. "What fate would that be?" I asked.
"To be mine for all eternity. I've been waiting years for you," He whispered, his hands slowly lowering to my waist. "How do I know you're not lying?" I asked, my eyes sweeping the dance floor. "The devil never lies darlin'. One little kiss, and you'll never know pain."