𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 {𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜} [2] ✔️

2. SWEET HOME

AS I STRODE THROUGH THE THRESHOLD, my senses were immediately greeted by the warm embrace of my family's living room. Simon and Alana were cozied up on one couch, while Joseph and Rhona occupied the other. Mum and Dad, or as I affectionately referred to Gabriel and Helena, stood tall by the crackling fireplace. However, my eyes scanned the room in search of one particular member of our clan - Ethan. The elusive hunter was nowhere to be found, likely out in the wilds, tracking his prey. But I couldn't help but wonder if I had bested him in our latest competition.

Gabriel Khotler, known to myself as Dad, was a towering figure amongst the vampires, standing at an impressive six feet and two inches. Once a guard in the Volturi, he had long since left their ranks, opting for a life of solitude. His physique was that of a warrior, with bulging muscles and a burly-like build that spoke of his strength. His skin was as pale as the moon, and his piercing golden eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity. Despite his youthful appearance, Gabriel had lived for over sixteen centuries, a testament to his immortality. He dressed in all black, donning a sleek turtleneck, trousers, and shoes that added to his enigmatic aura. And if that wasn't enough, Gabriel possessed the power of telekinesis, a gift bestowed upon him when he was turned.

Helena Khotler, affectionately known as Mum, towered at an impressive five feet and ten inches. Her complexion was as fair as freshly fallen snow, and her eyes shimmered with a golden hue that mirrored her beloved husband. Despite her age, which was rumoured to be around two hundred and eighty years old, she appeared to be no more than a youthful twenty-seven. Her luscious blonde locks cascaded down her back in soft, bouncy curls, framing her delicate features with a touch of elegance. Dressed in a cosy grey jumper, paired with denim jeans and snug grey slippers, she exuded a sense of comfort and warmth. Despite being the matriarch of the family, Mum was the only one without a gift, but her unwavering love and support for her loved ones made her the most precious gift of all.

In the midst of the supernatural family, there stood Joseph and Rhona Khotler, a duo that was as intriguing as they were powerful. Joseph was Dad's right-hand man, a title that barely scratched the surface of his importance. With his dark brown hair in a constant state of disarray, he appeared scruffy, but his age defied his appearance. At over three hundred years old, he was a seasoned veteran in the world of the undead. His skin was pale, like the rest of the family, and his golden eyes shone with an otherworldly glow. He dressed in a black hoodie, denim jeans, and black converse shoes, a casual ensemble that belied his extraordinary abilities. Joseph possessed the gift of sensing gifts from vampires and humans, as well as telepathy, making him an invaluable asset to the family.

Rhona was Joseph's mate, a woman of mixed heritage who stood out in the family. Her mother was black, and her father was white, making her the only mixed American woman in the clan. Her pale brown skin and black pixie-cut hair were striking, and her golden eyes were a testament to her supernatural abilities. She dressed in a white black T-shirt, black ripped jeans, and white slippers, a fashion statement that was as bold as her powers. Rhona had the gift of seeing people's memories by touching them and altering them, a power that made her a force to be reckoned with.

And there were Simon and Alana Khotler. Simon, the third in command, was a towering presence, his frame surpassing that of the rest of us, save for Dad. Despite his size, he was a lean, muscular figure, with light brown hair that was cropped short, and piercing golden eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness. His skin was pale, almost translucent, and his face was adorned with a thin layer of stubble that only added to his rugged charm. Though he appeared to be in his early thirties, Simon had been a vampire for a staggering one hundred and eighty years. He lacked any special abilities, but his strength was unmatched, making him a formidable force to be reckoned with.

Alana, Simon's mate, was a striking figure in her own right. Born in Scotland, she had moved to London with her family when she was just a child. It was during her pregnancy that Joseph had sensed her gift, and Simon had turned her after she gave birth. At the time of her transformation, Alana was twenty-four, but her true age was a staggering eighty-three. Her red hair was a fiery contrast to her pale skin and golden eyes, and she was dressed in a simple beige shirt, denim jeans, and a pair of cosy Uggs boots. Her gift was clairvoyance, and she had a way of seeing things that others could not.