Chapter 12 Liam
These wankers in the kitchens should probably be stabbed, but they hadn’t really earned my usual reasons for sticking Doris in someone’s neck.
Aphrodite was a man in this life and he really got mad when I told everyone how Sage was the prettiest person here with the best legs in the entire world while I was chopping nuts to bake sweets.
The little gobshite told me to shut the fuck up and she wasn’t that hot when I was telling everyone how beautiful her red hair was when the sun hit it.
I wasn’t going to stab the bloke because he was jealous my girlfriend was prettier than he was, but I did smash half an onion in his face to let all these bitches know Sage being the best person here was facts, not opinions, and I wouldn’t be questioned.
Markos got his panties twisted after his eyes stopped pissing tears and he informed me he was getting me expelled before storming out.
Yeah, that wasn’t happening. I peeped at the file this school had on me.
The Amsterdam cops might not have figured out who’d done them a favor and disposed of some rapists, but someone here knew exactly who I gutted with Doris.
So, yeah, Headmaster Mykene knew an onion to the face was pretty minor compared to Doris.
I was going to point that out if she seriously thought I was in the wrong for this and wanted me to apologize.
Markos was pretty and before Sage, I probably would have hit on him and had a one and done if he hadn’t opened his mouth long enough for me to find out he had an ego on him.
But I had met Sage, and I didn’t see anyone else anymore. And why was this cute li’l vampire with a pixie cut getting in my personal space? I still had the other half of that onion and after Lola, I was going to be a lot more violent if someone didn’t get the hint I wasn’t into them.
“Thanks,” she whispered. “Markos treats the scholarship students from our side of the school like we’re beneath him. That was so satisfying. And for what it’s worth, I think it’s romantic you’re so into your girl, you can’t shut up about her. It’s goals for my relationship with my girlfriend.”
Ah, I just made a new friend. I liked those.
We could buddy up against Onion Face because he was a prat.
I needed a new nemesis now that it was making me feel bad to kick the Prince of Darkness in the kidneys.
Oh, Markos, you vain bastard, you have no idea what you just unleashed.
I could make a shiv out of everything in this kitchen if someone hid the knives.
“I don’t mind if you want to tell me how hot your girlfriend is. And I’m a petty bitch who loves gossip, so if you want to share with me how awful my new nemesis is, it would be super helpful as far as motivation.”
“Okay, so we’re all at different power levels on my side of the school.
Some of us have ancestors that fell in love with humans and it weakened our magic.
It’s different for reincarnations. That’s not me or my family, but some of the weaker people on our side of the school want to boost their magic by marrying one of the reincarnations.
Some of the stronger people on our side want to bag a reincarnation for power and money, too.
It’s stupid because it never happens like that.
Most of them just play us and pair up with a reincarnation or original.
“Markos is the worst about playing people and making promises. Everyone knows if you’re into men and want a great night with no promises, you get with Adrian, who is definitely not Jesus.”
“What’s your name, friend?”
“Darian.”
“Bring it in, friend, because I think we’re onto something.”
“You want a hug?”
“Yeah. I hug my friends and I think you’re about to help me figure out something major. I’m completely and totally devoted to Sage, so this is a new friend hug. I’m not going to cop a feel.”
“You’re weird.”
Darian totally gave me a bro hug, so I gave her a bro hug back.
It was okay if my friends weren’t huggers.
Darian had a lot more gossip than Saffron did.
I liked Saffron, and she’d helped Sage during the trials, but that fairy didn’t have a petty bone in her body like my new friend did. And I loved petty people.
“Hey, Darian. This is really important. Is there anyone else on my side of the school messing with people who want to marry a god?”
“It’s always freshmen, sometimes sophomores. You usually find who you’re supposed to be with and don’t bother with us. I have no desire to have sex with Adrian, but he’s fun to hang out with. I heard a rumor he found his people. He probably won’t hang out with us anymore.”
“Nah, I only just met the bloke, but I have a feeling he still prefers your side of the school and intends to just drag his mates with him. Ivar, Ari, and Alexios are great. Just don’t be weird because Ari is mute since Ivar is super protective of him.
Do us a favor, love. You got anymore names like Markos for me? ”
“There’s someone on your side of the school that’s fishing on mine, but doesn’t want anyone to know about it. There are several people talking about secret, powerful lovers but why would you want a lover who doesn’t scream it from the rooftop?”
“Did all of those people end up dead or disappeared?”
Because I was going somewhere with this. I needed my new friend to be brilliant and bring us over the finish line.
“No. Kira already found her fated mate. He was a prominent dragon, and she was happy with it. She already had prestige as Blaize’s lead guard. You know how it feels when you meet your fated. I don’t think she could have stepped out on him.
“Star disappeared during the trials and she was against being with anyone who wasn’t a fairy, so she wouldn’t have had a secret romance with a god. A lot of the fairies think like that, so in theory, the other fairy that went missing could have been hooking up with someone and not talking about it.
“The succubae and incubi don’t really brag about their bedmates with anyone but their kind.
They have to recharge their magic with sex and they let each other know if someone is shit in bed and not to bother.
Most of them were lining up for Adrian, but it would have been a big top up for any of them to be with any of you. ”
Damn. I was pretty sure Kira and Star just got in their way and that was why they died.
Erica died because Lola was Petty Betty and Erica didn’t kiss her arse.
I was pretty sure someone was using supernaturals trying to gain power and money by marrying a reincarnation to get close to the victims and also use the fact that the succubae had to feed off sex to pick people off, too.
I had a general idea how they were doing it, but I still didn’t know why.