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Javier I had stolen a suit plus a wedding dress to wed my bride. It was nothing like back in the 1800s, where no eyes would suspect. Compelling some attendants, outrunning the guards and sidestepping sunlight was no easy job. I’m so going to figure out the fucker that took my ring. “Good thing I am unidentified though.” I smirked, at the thought that no one knew I existed. My vision came back to what was happening in front of me. I could hear their pitching voices, as I approached the throne room, in distance. The bloody council of the Vampire Elders. They could argue from hell to back in a day, it was seemingly alarming that they haven’t changed. “My Crown Prince--“ “Shh,” I immediately directed to the maid that intended to draw attention to my presence. In my hands, was Maya’s tiny frame. She passed out the moment she got bitten. Did it to keep her safe. Humans were out of bounds in my Kingdom. “I-is she okay?” The maid stuttered. I snapped my fingers to some bodyguard who rus
Maya I struggled to get out of his hands. In his dark eyes, with red pupils was a look of amusement and dominancy. He made it look like he was enjoying this. “Stop the struggle, little one…and I’ll let you stand still.” I clenched my teeth, hissing with a spit on his face. “Never!” I exclaimed. Javier’s fangs elongated at my words. The planes on his face contained a harsh look. Goose pimples formed on my skin that instant. It made me realize I was scared. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that… “Oh, little lamb. You shouldn’t have done that…” he trailed. I tightened my eyes, trembling on my spot, as he pinned my hands more firmly above my hand. I could feel his cock press against my thighs. Innumerable reverberations sleuthed through me, with my core pacing. “I can smell your arousal for me. So spiteful yet daunting.” From the breaths he fanned on my neck, I could tell he was closer. Something wet connected with the bite on my neck, making me cry out. “You tricked me,” I slurred. “
Javier Didn’t expect my new bride to accept her position as the wife of the Dark Prince. After knowing her reasons for unstaking me, her reluctance was predictable. These qualities were what she exhibited— hesitancy and rebellious streaks. “The King summons for you, my Prince.” At the sound of the servant’s voice, I snapped out of my daze. Still felt apprehensive for not bringing my bride to my room. “Ah, Vladmir…what does he want from me?” I bared my fangs; my eyes contained a hateful glare. The servant trembled on his spot. “The King intends to converse with you, Prince Javier. He intends to plan the banquet with his lost son. He also asked about your bride.” I let out a devious cackle, at his last words. My fist balled, in disappointment and withheld fury with anger. “My bride, huh?” “Run.Off.” I seethed. The servant immediately did as I rushed away, closing the door behind him. I stood up from my seat, looking around my room, in a raw and throbbing glare at what I had to f
Javier Ambroz made sure to get me lots of the clothes, with the damned excuse that I was out of fashion. He made me wear one of the clothes, a long Korean style jacket with some scarf. There was also something scholars used back then. He called it sun glasses, shuffling my hair, when I held his hand, “That’s the last inch of my pride.” I stated, with a serious look. “Oh, common…” Ambroz groaned out, letting it go. We were right on our way out to grab a drink, when certain girls squealed at the both of us. “Oh my, how can two men be so good looking?!” They exclaimed, giggling and blushing on their spots. I winked at them, waving as we got down from the moving stairs Ambroz said was an escalator. On getting to the tavern, my best friend scolded me on its new name which was called a “bar.” His phone rang the minute we ordered a drink, and while I tasted this new alcohol, he went across to take the call. “What?!” I heard him yell from distance. I narrowed my eyes, as to what exactl
Maya Feathery touches connected with my hand. That made my eyes fly open, looking below. I was met with an odd hand, which made me spring forth and back in awe at the female in front of me. “The girl who survived a storm that killed all. The girl who couldn’t speak, yet fought her way through.” she chanted. “Ran away from a place she lived most of her life, chose to wake a prince to help her. The girl with a dark destiny filled with bloodshed--" “Who are you?” I asked. My thoughts wandered off as to how she knew all these about me. “You’re pitiful.” she snorted. “Your future with the dark prince, is indeed dark.” My eyes became bloodshot as she added those words. It looked like a dream, yet I was currently in the familiar room. Where was Delilah and Javier? “Who are you?!” I was already freaking out. She had a straight, long blond hair. Her lips, in a crimson lipstick, her eyes were blue with some gothic lining under. “My bad, my name’s Katherine.” she muttered. Around her ne
Javier I left my companera to rest the minute she fell asleep from the excessive weeping. I was fucking self-centered for not allowing her choose. Either way, she would have been a vampire in the end. There were these thoughts in my head, as I reached Ambroz’s doorstep. His apartment was a few steps away from the palace, so were other vampire citizens. I hit the door with an object, till I heard voices, “Who’s that?” It was a womanly voice, which I guessed to be his wife. The door sprang open, only for me to be welcomed with the face of my ex’s sister, Claudia. “Javier!” she exclaimed, dropping the basket in her hands, and leaning in to hug me. “You should have used the doorbell!” I stood stiff, not used to being hugged by anyone. Scratching the back of my head, I was about to say something when two little innocent creatures ran towards me. “Unca Jay, Unca Jay!!” It was two little girls. Their tiny hands connected with my knees and they hugged me, pouting before gazing up. I na
Maya I stared, gulped, my heart skipped in a different pace. A cold chill traveled through my vein and I could feel butterflies swooning through my belly. “I just want my parents, Javier. I do not want to be confused by certain emotions.” I gritted those words, wriggling out of his arms. On entering, I shut the closet’s door at him, hoping he gave up. The room was dark, yet my sight made me able to figure out what to wear. “Your transformation process is the next after bloodlust you felt. Even if I let you go, you would be a danger to humans, wherever your destination might be.” Javier murmured from outside. “Humans.Don’t.Take.Vampires.In.” After he added those words, I heard the room door slamming shut. My hands stopped moving, and I exhaled at his words. What transformation process? What was it like for newborn vampires? … I woke up the next morning, sweating profusely. The night before had been so restless. I couldn’t sleep well. Every part of my body ached for something…
Maya “Am I lost?” I repeated, staring at him cautiously. This familiar man was clothed in an expensive coat. His shoes could stand out anywhere, so as the ring which was wrapped around his fingers. His hair was dark, with little strikes of blue and he appeared elder. I could smell that he was a vampire, yet, I couldn’t dismiss the fact that his presence radiated authority. Delilah said no one in the palace was my friend. The elderly man stepped nearer; I took a step back immediately in fright. “Fret not, dear. I’m King Vladmir, Javier’s father.” He said, taking another step towards me. This time I didn’t move an inch. I was on spot, appalled by this revelation. King Vladmir took my hands, raising it to his chin. “Such translucent skin and a pretty face. My son caught himself a gorgeous bride, I must say.” he murmured, kissing the top of my palms. “Thanks, I’m delighted you think so. Have we by any chance met?” I asked, with a broad smile on how he knew I was his son’s wife. Th