How was Alexander going to save his fiancee from the evil power? Holding Amara to his chest, he brushed away the hairs falling on her face and kissed her cheek. "My love I am right here, always ready to protect you from any kind of calamity. Close your eyes and sleep. I'm going to watch over you." Amara only nodded. She trusted Alexander and their long bond of togetherness. He was going to save her by any means. As soon as she closed her eyes, the dream continued like it was waiting for her to come back to the subconscious world. Amara shuddered with fear as if she was the part of the dream to see the vampire again. The moment his feet landed on the soil of Hamster, the birds making merry in the air of the blue sky made a preternatural chirrup flying away. The dogs howled as if a huge calamity is going to befall. The ether which appeared bright with rays of sun suddenly turned dark with loud thunders. Within a few seconds there was an outpour of rain as if th

The princess stood there in front of him motionless as if she was in a trance. The vampire made a deathly growl of victory assimilating the paralyzed state of the princess. He blew air and the wedding gown of the princess flew away in air. Everyone of her subjects who were present in the hall turned their faces away unable to bear the humiliation of the queen.  The vampire made another earth shattering growl and directed his forefinger in her direction. This time the ornaments which were covering her chest flew away. "My beauty...." The usual snicker came out of him filled with lust. For seven years I had to master over the tantric practices to bring you to this helpless state. You made me suffer the hell on earth by killing me. But now I'm a vampire." He told with pride with his hands raised up.  "I won over death. Now I'm an immortal. You cannot do anything to me. I will use you like I have used no woman." He spoke venomous filled with lec

Suddenly there was a short circuit in the room. A bulb which was hanging at the corner of the ceiling had an electrical impedance and at once it fell on the floor like somebody intentionally dropped it. A low growl was heard in the room and Amara knew it wasn't from Alex. The monster was right there beside them. A gut wrenching feeling of anxiety stuck her soul. Was he watching them? Alex ran his hands tiredly in his hair. "Why you do not allow us to live peacefully? No privacy is allowed to us even in our bedroom?" He yelled in anger. "What do you expect from us? Say it and I will do anything to satisfy your desire but leave Amara. Why are you making her suffer?" There was a desperation in his tone. "Amara has no connection with Princess Veronica. It is rediculous you make someone else suffer to exercise your vengeance on another." There felt a heavy breath of monster. The place beside Amara

She turns to the table right when she was in front of her as fast as a wind and laughs aloud. Amara immediately went to a caution. "Who are you?" The girl doesn't reply. She keeps mixing the sugar with a spoon so fast like her hands were like a machine and the milk over flows from the glass. "What is your name?" Amara asks in a trembling voice going breathless. The girl doesn't reply and with speed her hand stirs the spoon in the milk glass the milk over flows. Shortly the complete room was filled with milk. Amara looked around in shock. How can a glass of milk submerge a complete room? She lifts her legs and shrinks herself to a ball moving to the center of the bed. "I asked you what is your name?" Amara whimpers to the girl in anguish. And then it happens. She turns around, the body of her completely in white, a fierce scar on her face and half of her facial features covered in black long hair. Her f

But to her surprise, she found none of her family members in the front hall and Alex just walked in front of her from the bedroom. "What is this that I'm newly hearing Amara? I just came down here after picking back my car from the repair center and I see all new developments in your house? What has gone wrong with you so suddenly?" There was a lot of irritation in his voice that he was trying to control with his utmost efforts. "You want to send your family away to Shahriyar? Why? You know our marriage is taking place within less than fifteen days. Do you think Victor can come back to our wedding so soon hale and hearty after the surgery? There is a period called post surgical recovery. Victor is not a young lad of sixteen. He is seventy six and you get into complications with age. I thought you know about the basic things Amara."  He spoke to her in sarcasm and with an interlaced annoyance. Amara did not know how