The moon rose high above in the sky, beaming its light on Vampire city, illuminating the golden buildings and seeping through the dark alleys. The weather was far from calm and it warned of a forthcoming storm accompanied by the wrath of a desperate woman who aspired to by all means be the Queen. Everywhere was quiet, including the streets and the palace. The wind pushed the trees back and forth, almost pulling them from their roots and every soul seemed to be hidden in their homes, trying to stay warm and comfy. However, Luana stood on the top of the royal building overlooking Vampire city in her black coat, black hat, and boots. Her hair was shoved into the hat and her claws were out. Her brown eyes had turned black as she resolved to fish out the Werecats and kill them before Zeidan comes back. Only then will he see how useful she is to the city as the Queen. Her heart fluttered at the thought of being called out as Queen Luana. The thunder rumbled through the clouds and she close
The steam was coming from the shower in the luxurious room that had a masculine interior design. The black King sized bed leaned against the grey wall and the artworks were mostly in black frames. Vases of flowers stood erect on each side of the bed and stacks of jotters and pens scattered across the study table from across the room. The bed was littered with Zeidan's t-shirt, pants, and belt. Lyne walked in with a tray of hot coffee and as she placed it on the table, she shook her head at the mess he made in the room. She started to pick up his trousers and socks when she heard the water running. The wind was picking up and the windows were opening and closing due to the intensity of the rain. She went to close them but shivered as she did so."I think I need a warm bath." She concluded and went to the wardrobe and picked a flower-printed bathrobe and wore it around her after undressing. She walked gently to the bathroom and watched the water run down from Zeidan's hair to his neck
Zeidan Bran stood facing the long widows, dressed in a black tuxedo, white shirt, and black Italian leather shoes. He was wearing a golden Rolex wristwatch and his hair was still wet. He looked very cheery and why not, his wife sat a few inches away, looking at some papers scattered across the table. Her hair was worn down and it made her look more beautiful. He remembered what had happened the night before and his heart skipped a beat at how much he had enjoyed every inch of her. He walked up to her and stared down at the papers she was looking through."What are those?" He asked."These are the printed CCTV footage from the time you arrived in Los Angeles and when you went to see Samantha. I thought the unknown person might have come to your company to do something. But to do what?""You don't possibly mean that she came here to look for me thinking I would come here straight but didn't see me?""Probably," Lyne answered. "But, you arrived so late at night so when did the girl see
1608. Amsterville forest."Hey, Maya, gather the shrubs and go feed the horses." A fair-skinned woman with red lips and a rather large straw hat called from a small room opposite the big space meant to be a pub. A tall, lanky girl showed up from the crowds standing in the room, some drunk and some still sober. It was still early night but she was full of chores already. Holding a tray of cups and punch wraps, her curly brown hair swayed behind her. Sleek eyebrows, full red lips, purple eyes, and beautiful curls for hair. The exact definition of a Spanish beauty. A Sansa band at the corner of the room was playing and men and women danced together, full of excitement but deep within them, they feared the coming tragedy.The tragedy told of the destruction of their kinds. A rare phenomenon more dangerous than they have ever seen but could they survive? Absolutely not. They will be wiped out and not one of them would remain underground. If it happened that way, maybe her pain will be wip
Chloe's heart skipped a beat when she heard footsteps approaching the broken room inside the temple. The old rusty book in her hand held a lot about the questions she had been asking herself and until she reaches the end, dropping it wasn't part of her plan. So, Maya had lived about four hundred years ago? No wonder she was skilled and fast."You shouldn't have seen that." Came the voice behind her and she turned to look at the cloaked figure, that left open just the purple eyes. "I shouldn't have seen what?" She asked back, her face determined. "You used to live around four hundred years ago.""Four hundred? Felt like thousands of years in my coffin.""What do you mean?" Chloe sized the other woman up with her eyes."It's more than you can ever comprehend, Chloe." Saying her name that way kind of shocked her but there had been no definite reason why Maya called her Master as well. "Make me understand." "Well, you haven't completed the book then. If you're still asking me questions
The papers were scattered across the table and the room and on the chair meant for guests, Gillian Smart sat down there, wrapping her arms around herself and sniffling. It was lunchtime for every staff but she dared not move an inch. Not when Lyne and Zeidan were still busy solving the death of the former pharmacist, Samantha. The staff had been informed not to allow anyone into the office until they were done and for the past three hours or more, they had been inside the office, searching for shreds of evidence or footage that might reveal the face of the woman who had brought the jewelry into the company. "I don't even know why she came here in the first place.""You don't? Zeidan, she obviously came here to kill you.""But I wasn't here at that time that she came, was I?" He looked up at Gillian who was just there staring into space. "Gillian?"She looked up at him, her shirt and hair rumpled. "Yes?""When the woman came in, was I in the office?""Well, she came around when you w
A knock came once on the door, and then twice before the door opened and a beautiful woman in flower printed silky dress showed up at the entrance. She had on a pair of eyeglasses that concealed her almost tiny eyes pretty well. "Hi there, Marianne." Zeidan greeted and took her hands to kiss them. "Welcome, Zeidan. It is an honor to welcome you here in our humble home." Her hair was white, looking almost as soft as wool which she plaited into a french row, adorning it with a rose flower perched on the side of her hair. "I can't believe all this while, you would still see the need to come to visit us until you called for us to prepare for dinner with you..." Her eyes glanced behind him towards a beautiful blonde-haired woman dressed in a gorgeous red jumpsuit, and black shoes, and the top part of the suit was strapless and armless. "And your wife. Oh my god, she is beautiful, Zeidan."As Lyne walked up to the entrance with a bottle of wine in her hands, Marianne wrapped her arms aro
"Gather the iron and other resources and build the side of the gate. I want it to be stronger and taller. Don't want any stupid sibling ruining my feast when he gets drunk." Korba ordered as she was dressed in a robe that dragged behind her and her brown hair was straightened to be plastered on her head. She looked refreshed. Better than the day they had that fight by the table. Was it just him or she had gained weight?Charles left the pillar he had been leaning against and walked up to his sister who had been busy these past few days preparing for her wedding. "It's a pity you still chose to go ahead with the wedding despite the odds and the stakes. I don't think I have much left to do any longer. The rest lies with you.""Everything about my life has always rested in my hands and not you. When will you ever learn to go about your own business." Korba spat back, her face filled with rage."Ohh, is my sister mad at me for ruining her beautiful moment with the family before getting m