Bound by Blood

Luciana stood on the highest point of a cliff with eyes closed, listening to the peaceful sound of the river. Just one step forward, she would fall to her death. But that doesn't scare her. In fact, that was what she was fantasizing about. The wind blew her long red hair to her face, and the ghost of a smile appeared on her lips. She imagined herself just walking that step, and her life would be over. What could be more fulfilling than that? What was there to live for when she was all alone? Just as she decided to move one leg forward, someone had to distract her. "Luciana! What are you doing? Get off there!" Annalise called worriedly. She quickly ran over there and pulled Luciana away. "What the hell are you thinking? You want to get yourself killed?" She scolded. But the ever strong-headed Luciana turned to her with a very stoic expression. "I am sorry for getting you worried." She then walked past her. Annalise stood there confused, her heart still beating in nervousness of wha

Luciana kept looking at her fruit basket, wondering if the strawberries she had gathered would be enough to make the juice she planned to make for her mother, while her feet kept moving out of the garden. Suddenly she bumped into someone. She looked up and the person greeted her with a polite smile. It was the duke of Wesborne, Elric Wright."Careful Luciana. You are always not watchful of your path." He said as he held her so she would not stumble and fall.She offered him a polite bow, feeling quite embarrassed."I am sorry your grace, and thank you for catching me."He waved his hands, signalling that it was nothing."I am glad I met you now. I had been wanting to see you." He told her, and her brows furrowed slightly. "It's the viscount's birthday next week." He said, and she nodded, as that was a common knowledge. "I would like you to accompany me." Luciana pressed her lips into a thin line, before looking up at him."How do I refuse you your grace?"The duke smiled. "It was only

Luciana went with prince Raziel to the secluded side of the library. Only royals and some nobilities were entitled to that section. He then left her alone to make whatever research she wanted to make.The prince came back hours later, only to find Luciana still sitting there, immersed in the book she was reading, or maybe it was another."Vampire weaknesses?" He read aloud as he covered the book to get her attention. "You are really planning to end our race?""Your highness." She bowed politely, but then continued her reading."I didn't expect to see you here." He said, then he went to check the shelves, looking for a book."I spend a lot of time reading your highness." She said to him."I don't expect that from you though."She then closed her book and turned her attention to him, clearly irritated by what he said, and what it implied."Why?""You know...""Most humans are not educated, and have no business reading a book." She completed his statement, and he shook his head, his lips

Luciana went outside the house, walking to no where in particular. It was not dawn yet, and she couldn't see clearly. She took the small knife along with her, cutting herself. Even unconsciously sometimes. That was the only way for her to cope with the pain.Her body felt weightless as she moved, she couldn't feel anything, or rather, she didn't want to feel. She knew that she had wounded herself badly, but that was the least of her concern at the moment. She couldn't even tell the exact place she was.She really hoped someone would find her, and maybe put an end to her misery. She caressed the knife she was holding, thinking of driving it through her heart. But there was something stopping her.She remembered seeing her mother, father, her aunt, and her little brother being killed. But she didn't see them kill her sister. What if she was alive? The possibilities were very slim, but she had been holding on it. But she couldn't still help but be bothered. If she was alive, was she with

Luciana could not seem to get what the prince had told her out of her mind. She had a lot of anger in her. Anger? That was an understatement. It should be more like rage, the pressing need to avenge her family. If she was going to live, she would kill Lord Kruger and his minions. She didn't know how or when, but she knew she was going to figure out a way. Her heart had been filled with hatred, and she was going to hold on to it. It was better than the pain.Her mind went back to the prince? Even though she didn't know his real purpose of buying them, he doesn't treat them badly. He even granted her most of her request. She wondered if he would grant her one more request? She wondered if he could find her sister and buy her too since he likes buying slaves. Maybe they would be able to escape together. She sighed tiredly, knowing that plan was almost impossible.She wasn't sure her sister was alive. It was also very likely that the prince would not do that. And she still worried about t