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Rebel Blood Chapter 71
Simone's POV “I’m really fucking angry at you,” I snap at Aldric when he walks into my room. "You just sent me away like a naughty child." “I know, dear,” he says and folds his arms across his chest. "It won't happen again." “Don’t do that.” “Don’t do what?” he asks, his voice filled with fake innocence. “Don’t be all charming like that.” He chuckles and grabs me around the waist, lifts me a little too high in the air and throws me on the bed. He crawls onto the mattress after me, already taking off his shirt, his eyes filled with fire and lust. “Take off your pants,” he orders me. I don’t even argue with him. I don't want to. There are days that I feel like I can't get enough of him, can't get enough of his body and his touch. Today, is such a day. I slither out of my leggings while he yanks down his jeans. Aldric spins me around, lifting me up onto all fours. He smacks my ass. Hard. The warmth that follows the sharp sting settles between my legs as a throbbing, aching need.
Rebel Blood Chapter 72
Simone’s POV I don’t know if Asmodeus can hear Aldric. I don’t think so. All I know is, is that my groom is in my head, using our telepathic connection to translate the conversation between the two most ancient vampires that ever walked this earth. “Ruth,” Asmodeus says. “I have missed you.” “No,” she says. “You forgot about me.” “Never,” he says and takes a step in our direction. I try to get away, but Ruth’s hand quickly shoots out and she grabs me, her eyes pleading with me not to leave her side. “Even when I was entombed, my dreams were with you,” the vampire goes on. “You are a liar Asmodeus. You betrayed me. Betrayed our bond. You even betrayed the blood god himself. Surely he will punish you severely for what you had done.” The vampire snorts loudly. “If he wanted to punish me, he would have done so by now.” Ruth is quiet. I’m with her on this one. Why hasn’t the blood god punished Asmodeus? “He doesn’t work that way,” Aldric says in my head. “Then what is the point of
Rebel Blood Chapter 73
Aldric’s POV Before any of the vampires around me can get any ideas, I break Asmodeus’s neck. For a long time, no one moves. Everyone’s staring at the dead man in disbelief. Within minutes, I flipped their world upside down and ended a war we thought would last centuries. All of us are unsure what to do next, including me. The only person that's not deeply affected by Asmodeus’s death is Simone. She barely knew him, she didn’t know what life was like before the vampires came. She doesn’t fully understand the gravity of the thing I had just done. Herod and Darrick feel their father’s death most keenly. They hated him, but they are heartbroken at the same time. After a while, the two originals come unstuck. Wordlessly, they pick their dead father up from the ground and disappear with him into the night sky. "Call a meeting of the families,” I say to Lazarus. My brother nods and kicks off. One by one, the vampires start to come back to reality. “What do we do now?” Knut asks. “Go ba
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Dear Readers, As per usual, after the end of a book, I would like to thank you all for taking the time to read my twisted imaginings. Thank you for the comments and the gems, the ratings and the words of encouragement along the way. This was a particularly difficult book to write, and there were days I felt like giving up, but knowing that you liked it and wanted to keep reading about Aldric and Simone kept me going. Don't get me wrong, I loved them both, but my goodness, could those two be difficult at times. It probably doesn't help that I am anal retentive and wanted to get the historical facts "just right," even if I only wrote two sentences about a certain period in history. I swear, I fell down a historical rabbit hole every single time. And so, we've reach the end of this particular journey. Thank you for coming along. It is, and always will be, appreciated. Until next time. Much love,Celice.
Rebel Blood Chapter 1
Simone's POVRocks and thorns pierce through the soles of my feet as we run through the dark town. The bottom of my feet are torn to ribbons and every step is sheer agony. I want to stop, but Mommy keeps going, and no matter how much I beg and plead with her, she won’t turn back around and go home.Mommy isn’t thinking right. We should have left at daybreak when the vampires run into their hidey-holes, but she said we couldn’t because the werewolves were out, patrolling Baron’s grounds.I told her, but she wouldn’t listen to me.I hadn’t seen Mommy in days and days, and this morning she came to me and told me we were running away. “Right now, Mommy?” I asked.I was tired. The sun had just come up and Darma, my nanny, came to pull my curtains so the sunlight wouldn’t bother us.“No not now,” Mommy said. “Later.”“But we have to go now. While the vampires sleep.”“Later, Simone,” Mommy said. “After sundown.”I told her it wouldn’t work. I told her, but she thinks I’m just a silly littl
Rebel Blood Chapter 2
Simone's POVA knock on my door wakes me from the terrible nightmare. I’m soaked in sweat and my throat burns. I've been told I scream in my sleep, so I've always just assumed that's the cause of my nightly sore throat.It’s always the same dream. Every night without fail.When I’m awake, I can push the memories away. Pretend everything is okay and that I’m happy, but when I go to sleep, it comes back with terrifying clarity and it always takes me a few minutes to calm back down. “Lady Simone,” the slave calls on the other side of the door. “It’s getting late.”I snort loudly to myself. Lady Simone. I became ‘Lady’ after my mother walked into the ocean and left me all alone in this world, surrounded by bloodthirsty monsters. I love her, but I hate what she did to me. “Lady Simone!” the slave calls, her voice taking on an edge of panic.“Come in,” I croak and throw my legs off the bed. I yawn and stretch languidly.The room is beautiful and luxurious. I have the best of everything and
Rebel Blood Chapter 3
Aldric's POVI hover outside the girl’s bedroom window, delighting in the confused expression on her face. She can’t see me because I don’t want her to see me, but I won’t be able to hang out here all night watching her. Sooner or later, Baron will come looking for me.I float back to solid ground and head to the catacombs that are carved into the mountains behind Baron’s mansion. I push the heavy wrought iron gate open, and without bothering to light one of the torches, I step inside the gallery.The walls are nothing but mountain rock and the floor is compacted earth. The tomb in the middle of the catacomb belongs to our oldest ancestor, Asmodeus. No one has ever looked inside, we dare not open his tomb, but we’ve all heard him. On the last night of the Festival of Creation, we can hear him wailing from inside his sepulchre.Along the walls, each vampire in his own sarcophagus, are the rest of the originals. Twenty-one in all. I walk past them, down the first corridor to the right.
Rebel Blood Chapter 4
Aldric's POVThe next two days pass in a bit of a blur. Despite his aversion to religion, Baron honours the rituals and celebrations to the letter of The Book.I don’t usually come here to celebrate, but this year Baron insisted that I attend. Almost all the elders are here. The only exception is Vesper, my brother. He’s an open traitor, working with the human rebellion. Baron placed a price on his head years ago, but no one can seem to find Vesper. I know exactly where he is, but I’d rather drink battery acid than tell Baron.Every morning after the others have gone to bed for the day, I check on Simone. It’s as if some kind of invisible force pulls me to her. I can’t help myself. I have to see her, I have to make sure that she's all right.This morning, I was just in time to see Baron climb off her. She lay there for a long time afterwards. Limp like a ragdoll, her sad eyes empty, staring off into nothingness.I wanted to take her. God help me, I wanted to go into her room and take
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