Are you guys ready? Because this is the sequel! I am really excited for everyone to read it. Oh, and I would like to point something out: I received 20 reviews for the final chapter of Moonlight Fire and reached over 200! Thank you so much! I and so happy that everyone liked Moonlight Fire and I hope Sunrise Ice is just as successful. And if there are any readers who haven't read Moonlight Fire before, I strongly suggest you read it first.

Important note: This story will only be in Clare's POV. She will also be OOC in the beginning but don't worry, you'll understand why later on in the story.;)

Rated M for: Lemons, coarse language, violence.

I think that pretty much sums up everything. I hope you enjoy. :)

Sunrise Ice

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Seductress

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I smoothed the cherry red lipstick over my lips while looking at my reflection. I smiled in satisfaction before pocketing the lip stick in my jeans pocket. I looked at my outfit and made sure everything was in place: my black skinny jeans, my black and white camisole and black stilettos. Perfect. I pushed out the bathroom doors and walked through the crowded club, the booming music and bright lights scattered in every direction. Different scents were mingling in one another, but I was trying to find the perfect one. I always do though.

I wasn't even that hungry, just the thought of hunting down my prey has been very appealing for awhile. I've been coming to clubs every week and always found someone that found me interesting. It was very easy when they fell into the palm of my hand. I controlled them and they didn't even know it. I discreetly smelled for an appealing scent but found none through the sea of people. Great.

Then when a gap formed where I was, the scent hit me, making me almost fall back from how strong it was. I looked around to see whom it came from. I followed the scent and was led to a man, maybe a year older then I was. He was leaning against the wall, his head bopping to the music. I took in his appearance: he was wearing a gray and black plaid shirt, jeans and sneakers. I almost laughed. He looked so cheesy, like he came out of high school, drama movie.

I slowly walked over to him, my nose flaring as his scent filled me as I got closer to him. He looked in my direction and his eyes gazed down my body before looking back into my eyes. I gave him a seductive smile as I stood in front of him, my hands on my hips.

"Hi," I said, my voice sultry.

"Hey," he said in a husky voice that almost made me laugh. He still stared at me, and I could see his Adam's apple bopping as he swallowed hard. I could see his veins jumping out on his neck and I had to resist the urge to take his blood right then.

"So," I drawled, stepping closer to him. "What brings you here? You don't seem like the clubbing type." I brought my red polished nail up to his shirt, my nail lightly touching his chest. I felt him shiver, making me smirk.

He cleared his throat and shifted his body, but he didn't move away from my touch. "I don't know. I was supposed to meet up with a friend, but he bailed, and I thought maybe if I got drunk enough, I won't remember that this day was horrible."

"Hmm, I'm pretty sure I can help you forget about this day, without getting drunk," I winked when his eyes started to smoulder.

"Oh, really," he countered, falling into my trap.

I nodded before taking his hand in mind and pulling him to the dance floor. We were swallowed in the crowd of frantic bodies dancing with one another. I stopped, making him crash behind me. My back was pressed against his chest and I let go of his hand as I started to sway to the music. He placed his hands on my hips but his movements were sloppy and uncomfortable. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the music and trying to make him let loose. The plan won't work any other way.

He trailed his arms up to my waist as he started to move with ease. I was drowning in his scent and it was getting harder for me to resist. My mouth was starting to water and I could feel my eyes changing over. I turned in his hold until I was facing him. The room was dark, other then the different coloured lights shinning all over the place. When the lights flashed on his face, I noticed the lust filled in his eyes.

My gaze lingered on him before I turned around and walked away. His eyes were on me as I walked off the dance floor, and I was waiting for him to follow. When I heard his feet shuffling behind, I smiled. I walked out of the club, but staying in sight distance so he wouldn't lose me. I walked down the alleyway that the club was in and looked for a secluded area.

When I found the perfect spot, I stopped and turned around, waiting for him to come.

"So…."he starts. "What exactly are we doing here?"

Is he serious right now?

I slowly walked over to him and pushed him against the wall. His nervousness was sweeping through me and I was almost losing his scent. Almost. I placed my face in the crook of his neck while I felt his arms wrap around me.

"Relax," I purred. "Just let me take it from here."

I sniffed his neck and darted my tongue out before gently licking his neck. I felt him shiver beneath me, but he was still nervous.

"What's your name?" I asked, trying to help him relax.

"Jake," he croaked as I licked his pulse point.

"That's a nice name," I complimented.

Then, my eyes turned black and I could feel the control slipping away. With one last lick, I pierced my fangs into his neck, the blood flowing through my mouth. His body flinched then squirmed as he let out a torturous scream. I bit down harder when his warm and sweet blood filled my system. I could feel it pulsing through my veins and adding more strength to my body.

Jake's fingers dug into my back as his blood was almost gone from his body. I felt his heartbeat slow against my chest as I clung onto his biceps. His breath was faintly echoing in the night and I could feel the blood slowing down in my mouth. Then, Jake's arms went limp and his heartbeat stopped. I pulled away and smiled in satisfaction as his lifeless body plummeted to the ground. I licked my lips, but blood was still on my fangs, and I didn't bother changing my eyes back.

I turned around and smirked at whom was waiting for me.

There he was, a good ten feet away, his body rigid and his fists clenched. The darkest expression displayed on his face, I could feel the anger coursing through him, he's never been so sexy.

"Have fun on your date?" he spat venomously.

He was so animalistic and so furious. I've never wanted him so bad.

"You know, I had to get something to eat," I replied nonchalantly.

"That's not it," he said angrily. "You have to stop doing this, Clare. Someone will find out."

There he goes again. He's always worried about people finding out what happened to me. After I was changed, I haven't seen any of my family members or Alli since. Eli still regrets what happened to me, which has a lot of guilt on his part. That's why he's so desperate to keep me under the radar.

"Stop worrying, no one is going to find me," I inched closer to him.

"Well, I would think so, especially of how you look right now," he eyed me up and down. "Why do you do this, Clare?"

I stopped when I saw a familiar glint in his eyes. Pain. Ever since I was changed, I've been luring guys out of clubs with my newly seductive charm before drinking from them. I honestly didn't know why I did it, but when I was changed….something sparked inside me. Something I couldn't explain to myself. But, Eli needs to understand that I love him. Only him.

I closed my eyes and felt his hunger irradiate off of him. I opened my eyes and smiled deviously before etching closer to him, until or chests were touching.

"You're thirsty, I still have some blood. You want some?" I ask in the most innocent voice I could muster.

He closed his eyes and I could feel him giving into temptation. My fangs were pierced out and my eyes were still black, but the hunger I was feeling had nothing to do with blood. He opened his eyes and they were pitch black. He growled and roughly grabbed onto my neck and crashed his lips over mine. I whimpered as I pressed myself against him and opened my mouth. He viscously clinked his fangs with mine, tasting the blood my mouth. I felt the lust consuming me as his anger and frustration boiled through the kiss.

He pushed me against the wall and pulled my thighs up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as our tongues battled anxiously with each other. He pulled away but left his lips hovering over mine. The passion and desire was flaming through us and I needed him, now.

I pressed my lips against his and he ripped off my top. I knew where this was leading, and I wasn't surprised. Its not like it was the first time…

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