...Edward POV…
We seem to have become a bit of a problem; now, I do not wish to ruin Sebastian's return after he had this time to unwind and return to himself. Well, while he was away, we dealt with our great problem. Now, nobody knows of this yet; apart from Lilith, Zachariah, and me, we have kept it purposely away from the Windchaser boys.
So I have just collection, Sebastian and Anastasia from the airport and we are returning home. While he was away, we moved back into our previous home that is now repaired, and we conveniently burned the one done where this entire incident happened.
Now I know that Sebastian can read my mind, so I have occupied it with a certain lady still awaiting my return at home. I brought her home from the pub last night, and I am yet still to have my pleasure with her.
This has now proven as the perfect cover to hide from Sebastian what truly is going on. So as I see him in the rearview mirror, I can see the man has a rat
I think I have said this before, and I shall say this once again. Edward is nothing but a bearer of bad news. It is like a pesky little bug that follows you around. Now, if I did not love the man so much, I would have slapped him a long time ago. But what does concern me is that why he is he coming with this to me now, for I have clearly made a promise to both my beloved and the Windchaser boys. My hunting days are over. "My dear Edward, I do not see how this is my problem. Yes, it is a concern that the child got away from you, but it is not my problem to go find him. Now I shall inform the Windchaser boys." "But my dear Sebastian, it is..." "It is nothing. It is not my problem to go solve. But please do amuse me and explain how it is that you did so?" "Well," Edward starts. "After the Windchawer boys dealt with Lucius in their way, they suggested that we follow our Vampire Code and take care of our own." "Just wait one second
It is another cold and rainy winter night in London. There are not many warm days around this time of year. Not that I can feel much of the warmth anyway, in fact, I do not even feel the cold. What I can feel is the rain beating down onto my skin. I have done this so many nights that this one more makes no world of difference to me.As I make my way down the long-deserted road, I can see the street lights cast ominous shadows. The only shadow it is not casting is that of mine. See I am not your typical kind of human, in fact I am not human at all. I gave up living the living over two hundred years ago.I would like to consider myself as a special kind of species, but most will see me as a monster. My life has not always been this way though, I once was a man. Not that I am not a man now, I just do not feel the same. The day my pounding heart died, so did everything that was me. I could no longer feel hurt, pain, or even love in the sense that humans do.I have n
...Anastasia...I am one that does not care much for the nightlife. There is nothing less appealing than sitting in an overcrowded room with music loud enough to pierce your ears.Not even to mention the numerous attempts by god knows who to buy you a drink. It is as if I have lost my ability to use my hands and cannot do it myself. The problem with me is not so much the attention but the fact that I am always looking for something else.In saying something else, I mean more, more than just a once-off sexual encounter every night. That is all that these so-called gentlemen want. Gentlemen is what they call themselves, to me, well that is a word I must rather keep to myself. I do in no way hate men, there is just a certain type that I dislike.But I do this for Eva, and I am always keen to support Zachariah. He has owned this quaint little bar for six years now. On our very few nights off, we find ourselves mingling here with whic
She is right, Sebastian what are you doing?She feels so soft, I just want to be near her, near her skin. I want to run my lips over her body. I want to feel her heart throbbing through her veins. But most of all I want to taste her, I want to sink my teeth down into her neck. I know I must let go but I can’t, I can’t pull myself away from her skin.I hear her softly whisper my name, “Sebastian.”“Ssshh Anastasia. Just a minute.”She closes her eyes and I can see she is getting as much pleasure as I do from it. What if I just prick her once, once I am sure she will not notice it.She leans her head back against the wall and lets me roam her neck. I cannot keep it in anymore. I crave her, not the hunger to feed but the hunger to please. I want to take her body to a height of pleasure that she will never experience from a mortal man.As my lips run slowly down from the tip of her ear down the bare of
Anastasia, that is all who I can think about. I can still taste her blood on the tip of my tongue. She tastes like the sweetness of heavenly nectar. That tiny hint I tasted of her soul; I can still feel the power surge through my body.I will see her tonight and to be true to myself I will say that I cannot wait. There that happens again, that feeling. When I think of her it seems to warm me up. When I am with her, I seem to feel it even more. I do not know what this is. I can feel it so strongly, it is taking control. It is consuming my every thought.But what will happen from this? Is it possible to have a relationship with a mortal woman?I have never done so before. Every part of me wants it, I want to experience what it feels to belong to someone. The only misfortune of this is that she will grow old. I will see her waste away before my eyes. Could this heart which is not even beating be able to handle such a thing. All I know that with this feeling,
...Anastasia POV...The minute I stepped through the door; I could feel it. The air between us was electrifying. I knew that I just had to have him here and now. I am not one to do things like this but all I want is to feel him near me. He is got this hold on me; he has got me under his complete spell.I can feel his erection pressing into my thigh. I have never felt anything so good. I can feel the raw ache throbbing in him. He is a man with so much passion and so much desire. He can satisfy any women’s need. He can make a woman feel pure ecstasy. He can treat a woman like a goddess. I desire to be that woman.He has got me pressed against the door. I can hear it crack as he keeps on moving into me. His big strong hands are driving into the skin of my ass as he slightly picks me up. I hear a deep moan escape from his throat.He looks me deep in my eyes and bites down on his lip. God, he has to know how crazy that drives me because I swear, he is al
I am very intrigued by what Breyden has just said. Is there a way for me and my love to be together?I watch as Lilith takes her from vampire to vampire, and I know that every single one of them can smell the mark that I have left behind. They, too, will now be drawn to her; she is mine, no other will have her. If there is a way for us to be together, then I do not see why I should not try."Tell me about this way? How can I be with her, Breyden?"Breyden, who has also been watching Anastasia, turns back to me, "I am afraid that you might not like the way.""My dear friend, I am immortal," I say. "I have seen ways that no man wishes to ever see.""Sebastian, let me ask you this. What are you willing to give up for this mortal woman?"Surprised at Breyden's comment, it takes me not but a moment to answer, "It is hard to say if I do not know what it is that I should give up.""I have never had to give this choice to anyone," Breyden add
...Anastasia POV...What just happened there? Did I really see what I saw? Sebastian is...l need to stop and breathe for a second here...Sebastian is...is it even possible, did my mind not lose itself in the heat of the moment, but I am sure of what I saw...Sebastian is a vampire.How is that even possible? How do they even exist? I thought vampires were what dark fairy tales had been made up with. But real life, living and breathing, oh wait! Is he really living, is he not supposed to be dead, and has no heart to beat his blood with?Wait! How can he even walk in sunlight, is he not supposed to crumble into ash? Now I know what he meant about drinking that whiskey if and only when he had to. Oh my god, has he been wanting to drink my blood?This is too much for me to handle; how did I manage to get myself in this world of a mess. We are two different kinds of species; how can he even have felt anything between us to start with.Now my stupid ass h