The Vampire Murders: Supernatural Romance
By Arian Wulf
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Someone is murdering fledgling vampires, the conception of which is complicated and taboo in it of itself. Such matters would be disregarded and dismissed as Vampire Business if not for the fact that the same person who is doing is is also targeting the upper society, rich elites that would not be so easily cowered by vampire nobility.
It is up to Ophelia to figure out whodunnit while coming to grips with her own lineage. She is one of the members of the Supernatural Force of investigators responsible for Supernatural Business, but is also the only one who is allowed to investigate and question those involved due to her unique bloodline. Ophelia knows scarcely about her own background than the people who are so interested in her, but is willing to use that to her advantage. She is, apparently, of Dragon Descent.
Jason Bell is a vampire who is notoriously private and dangerously powerful. Rumor has it that he has not left his home for more than a decade. His noble and ancient lineage opens doors for the investigation and he has come forward to help with the investigation on the condition that Ophelia be the one to accompany him, though helping is not the term Ophelia would use.
As the duo draws closer to the truth, they also draw closer to each other. Will she be able to resist the temptation as they solve the murder, or will Jason prove too much of a distraction? What if that is his plan all along? A distraction to prevent her from finding the murderer?
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The Vampire Murders - Arian Wulf
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Someone is murdering fledgling vampires, the conception of which is complicated and taboo in it of itself. Such matters would be disregarded and dismissed as Vampire Business if not for the fact that the same person who is doing is is also targeting the upper society, rich elites that would not be so easily cowered by vampire nobility.
It is up to Ophelia to figure out whodunnit while coming to grips with her own lineage. She is one of the members of the Supernatural Force of investigators responsible for Supernatural Business, but is also the only one who is allowed to investigate and question those involved due to her unique bloodline. Ophelia knows scarcely about her own background than the people who are so interested in her, but is willing to use that to her advantage. She is, apparently, of Dragon Descent.
Jason Bell is a vampire who is notoriously private and dangerously powerful. Rumor has it that he has not left his home for more than a decade. His noble and ancient lineage opens doors for the investigation and he has come forward to help with the investigation on the condition that Ophelia be the one to accompany him, though helping is not the term Ophelia would use.
As the duo draws closer to the truth, they also draw closer to each other. Will she be able to resist the temptation as they solve the murder, or will Jason prove too much of a distraction? What if that is his plan all along? A distraction to prevent her from finding the murderer? What if he isn’t?
Prologue
Pest fairies buzzes around, whispering among themselves, attracted to the blue lights of police cars and the sudden influx of bodies. They are little busybodies, bringing news to whichever news agencies are willing to pay the price- and the translation fee. Mostly the translation fee. Fairies take payment in sweet bread and warm milk. Thankfully, at barely the size of a baseball, they are too small to carry camera equipment. Having them around is always a nuisance. Everything is leaked to the news.
Ophelia hates them with a passion.
The run-down street is filled with curious on-lookers, half of them in pyjamas, the other half not caring about modesty. The air is thick with their speculation and crackle of radios.
Already, yellow caution tapes are being looped around the house by rookie cops.
Detective Thomas lets a paramedic put a shock blanket over his shoulders and glares at Ophelia, who really should be the one doing the glaring. They close the door and drive away.
No sirens. It's too late for that, really.
Ophelia watches as he scrubs his face, where over two day's worth of stubble is probably scratching his palms. She feels a bit bad for him, really. He reeks of guilt.
The chief is in the ambulance with them.
You didn't take the shot,
Thomas says, sounding numb. You just stood there and let that little junkie freak stick a knife in you. Should've taken the shot,
he berates.
I'm fine,
Ophelia shrugs the same shoulder that have been stabbed, feeling right as rain, really. It had hurt a lot when the knife went in, but then the fucker had yanked the knife out and that was where the problem started. Her blood, which she had always thought to be an odd shade in her youth, had never really been a problem until then. The injuries she had gotten growing up are all small, cuts and nicks that heal up too quickly for her to notice anything amiss.
The moment the knife was yanked out, blood pours from her wound, soaking through her shirt.
The problem even the blood that's pouring out of her wound. That would heal quickly enough, as all her injuries do.
The problem is the color of her blood is not red or even black. It is molten gold steadily pouring out of her like there is an inferno burning within her body. It is not a gush, but a slow trickle, liquid, but reluctantly so. It melts through her shirt, the dye coloring it briefly before it is swallowed up by the gold. When it drips to the ground, it doesn't solidify completely, but it does not turn black like blood does, though there is a only a few drops that have made it that far. Her wound heals before she can bleed out, but the damage has been done.
Bleeding gold, apparently isn't the norm.
Now people have questions. Questions that she doesn't have the answer to.
And the wound's all healed now?
the paramedic asks. She can see him pocketing the cotton wool that he had used to pat her shoulder wound. She would call him out for it, but she's curious what he plans to do with the blood- her blood and it has mostly solidified anyways, her shirt a crackling mess that can't be salvaged.
Please don't take blood samples of my men without permission,
Chief Anchor says without turning to the man. He has eyes on the back of his head.
Thank you, boss,
Ophelia smiles at the man, who turns his glare at her, unhappy that she had caught it and had thought of letting it go. He really is rather frightening.
Any chance people will forget what they saw today?
she asks.
Even Thomas laughs at this. Not a chance in hell,
he says out loud.
She sighs. How much trouble am I in?
she asks Chief Anchor, who echoes her sigh.
You registered as human during recruitment. The program requires blood tests. How were you never found out?
he asks.
The anti-discrimination bill was passed when I first entered. Blood tests were seen as 'invasive and unnecessary' for a period before they reinstated the need for it,
she explains.
Ah yes, I remember,
he growls low again. You slipped through the cracks,
he hums. So, what kind of shifter are you? I assumed you were something, but I could never figure out your scent.
She shrugs. I'm just as surprised as you are, sir. My mother died at childbirth and my father raised me. He's human. Perhaps they have some sort of Supernatural blood in them as well? Or I'm adopted,
she isn't looking forward to finding that part out. Her father is her cornerstone. It has always been the two of them against the world and things are- they're not perfect, but they are as close to it as can be.
In any case, this will all become public knowledge soon enough, especially once the faeries find someone willing to buy the news from them.
Anything in the books, Thomas?
he turns his attention to the man who was supposed to have his back.
Detective Thomas flinches at the man's attention. He's human and normally reliable enough to be counted on. He really fucked up this time. Then again, Ophelia should have had her own back. Thomas shakes his head, Never seen it before. Don't think it's any shifter that I've read about before. Perhaps a Mythical being? But nothing in the books mentioned anything that bleeds gold.
Um,
the paramedic interrupts and immediately closes his mouth when three of them turn their attention to him. Maybe he is new at this too because the older paramedics treats them as inconveniences while he still finds them intimidating. He'll get over that quickly, especially since he has been assigned to the Supernatural ambulance. Theirs is a vehicle with reinforced silver, holy water, chains, and a driver who carries enough firearm to open an armory.
Have you seen this before?
Chief Anchor demands.
He shakes his head. Before Chief Anchor can continue berating him, he continues, I've read about it before.
Impossible,
Thomas says. I know all the shifter books. I'm the expert in shifter anatomy and physiology.
Ophelia nods. He wrote several books on the matter. All the new recruits get a copy of his book at one point or another. Often during Christmas.
Ah, not in textbooks,
the paramedic flushes and looks like he regrets saying anything at all, but it's too late to take it back now that he has all of their attention on him.
Where then?
Thomas demands to know, seeing this gap in knowledge as a personal slight to him.
Um.
The paramedic looks at the door as if he is contemplating opening it and throwing himself out.
Out with it!
Chief Anchor looks two seconds away from shifting and shaking the information out of the man. There is a reason he is out here with the rest of his men and not in the office doing paperwork.
Ophelia is probably the calmest of the three, a feat she should be proud of, seeing as it is her they are discussing.
Fantasy, really,
the man says quickly. Fairy tales- well, not fairy- fairy tales? Um... elven tales, I suppose, the stories my mam used to tell us.
Your mam?
Grandmother,
he continues hastily. She's one of those old sort,
he says. Old, old, you know? Ancient. Like, really, really-
Old, yes we get it,
Thomas interrupts, quickly losing patience with the man. Get to the point, please.
Nan's an elf,
he blurts. We um... we aren't related? There's not really enough of them to um- you know? Procreate? And when they do, they tend to hide away in case people get ideas? They're really protective. And our nan's kind of an outlier. She doesn't hate people as much the normal ones do. Anyways, she isn't mated and they're really picky with who they mate with and she hasn't mated with anyone but she's adopted a lot of us, you see? And she would tell us old stories. Really old stories from when language wasn't even invented yet, from when people weren't people yet and then there were trolls and mages, kings and queens,
he continues.
She doesn't know what this has to do with her and wants him to hurry up with the story, preferably before they arrive at the hospital. She doesn't even know why they're going to the hospital. None of them are injured.
What does your stories say about bleeding gold?
Thomas asks, looking like he would very much like to arrange an interview with the man's grandmother.
Oh, um... in the stories, the only thing that bled gold are um... Dragons.
Chapter One
The dragon thing, it turns out, isn't that big of a deal when she isn't sure what she's capable of. Nobody is sure what she's capable of either, honestly. She is a thing of fantasies. Most people thought she didn't exist. She is fairly sure she exists, seeing as she's one. The man could be wrong about dragon blood being gold and she could be something else altogether, but she isn't that keen on surrendering herself to the Department of Supernatural Creatures to be studied.
She has enhanced healing capabilities, but so do half the shifters on the force. She isn't the fastest, nor the strongest. There's nothing outwardly special about her, no cat ears like Leena to enhance her hearing or sharp claws like Yandor to make sure nobody messes with him when he goes to capture someone.
The new Anti-Discrimination Laws also ensures that she isn't taken in as a person of interest by the government.
It takes longer than anyone had suspected for them to lose interest in her and during that time, she toils away in forensics, working night shift so that she can escape her apartment without being seen.
Now, they have her teaching on matters that she has only had surface exposure to. The cadets are actually paying attention to Ophelia's lecture. Not that they were inattentive on other days, but everyone is interested in the vampire murders. She can feel their attention like a living thing, crawling down from the gallery to press against her head with greedy hands.
The recent string of murders had all the necessary components to capture the imagination, gruesome and bloody, and an uncaught serial killer who preyed on vampires, who are hard to kill. They would not be learning about this if not for the recent high profile cases. Vampires bring out the latent prejudices people carried against the undead.
Ophelia misses working forensics. She had spent five years there and she isn't sure if her colleagues knew about her. If they did, they never treated her any differently. The people who chose to work nights there were