The Vampire Hunter's Daughter: Part I Read Free

nice to finally meet you, Chloe.”
    By this time, I figured I could be OK with weird.
    “What do you mean by 'finally'?” I asked him.
    He cracked a grin, and his blue eyes lit up a little, even in the dark. “Why, child, I’m your grandfather.”
    I choked on my water, even spit a little bit out on him, “You’re my… grandfather? Uh... I… OK.”
    He took my water glass and set it on the nightstand. He took my hand and held it, patting the top.
    “Chloe, it is time to explain your heritage to you. You are old enough now to understand these things.” He smiled at me. “So are you ready to hear it?”
    I shrugged. I really didn’t have a choice. I really just wanted to lay in bed and be sad that I would never see my mother again. But his explanation was something I hoped would explain all that had happened last night. Maybe it would explain why they had killed my mother. I wanted to find out who I had to kill to avenge her.
    “Sure,” I said.
    “Chloe, much of what I am about to tell you will be hard to believe, but it may also fill in some of the blanks that you have wondered about at particular times in your life. Have patience and listen.
    “Those people who killed your mother, I’m sure you noticed something different about them, like their strength and the way they died. If you guessed they aren’t normal, you would have guessed correctly.”
    He paused.
    I opened my mouth to speak, but he quickly lifted his hand to silence me.
    “Yes, as you probably suspected, they are vampires. And we… we kill them. We are vampire slayers, or hunters, whatever you prefer. For generations, our family's bloodline has borne hunters. It is our job to kill the evil to keep humanity safe.”
    My mouth dropped open. I wasn’t really that surprised about the vampires and stuff. I think it was more the issue of hearing someone else say there were actually vampires.
    “Now a story begins,” the man who called himself my grandfather announced. “About fifteen years ago a young woman who had been raised right here in this very community with our hunters fell in love with a vampire. She was one of the very best of us.”
    The old man’s lips turned up into a smile at the memory.
    “Even as a little girl, she trained constantly and learned with determination. It was her dream to be the best of all of us. For her, it was either be first or be killed.
    “This amazing woman was your mother, Felicia. Felicia could take any of the men here in a fight. When it came to vampires, there was something about her that could almost mesmerize them, giving her the perfect opportunity to attack.
    “That was until the day she met Trevor. We found ourselves in the midst of a battle one night in the park. She had tried to catch Trevor’s gaze and draw him into her grasp, because he appeared to be the leader. For some reason, her gifts did not work on Trevor. However, when Trevor saw her, he decided he wanted her. He kidnapped her.
    “Your mother fought him, but he was the only vampire your mother could not kill. He took her, and they disappeared for almost a year.
    “Your mother told me the time she spent with Trevor wasn’t so bad. I would like to think he was the most horrible man in the universe, but apparently he treated her pretty good. She was the only one he treated well."
    My so-called grandfather paused to take a sip from his own water glass, which also sat on the nightstand.
    I kept quiet because he asked me to and because the story was getting good.
    He cleared his throat and continued. “Trevor’s intention was to turn your mother. She told Trevor she loved him, and she would never leave him. But she didn’t want to be a vampire. During her stay with Trevor, he treated her like a queen, gave her everything her heart desired. Unfortunately, he forgot one tiny detail: Felicia was a vampire hunter. The hatred for vampires ran deep in her veins and could not be forgotten, even by loving one of them.
    “When one of Trevor's