"Xander. Please, have pity" she pleaded miserably at my feet.Disgusting. I thought and scowled....Her pitiful state did nothing to me.Seeing her lying in her own filth, crying in pain and on the brink of death brought a little bit of satisfaction to my distorted empty heart.......Crossing the threshold of her cell, I turned my head and looked one last time at the pitiful mess that was my mother. *******Meet Alexander Rage.Sociopath, psychopath and neighborhood villain with a secret agenda. You could say his behavior is influenced by his horrible past or just the fact that he's a sad miserable vampire.But then again,he might just be really evil deep down. Elite vampire. *******Meet Elle Rivers.Not so quiet,shy, straightforward kinda girl.Middle class vampire.Isn't too fond of the elites and prefers to stay at home taking of her father and serving as the village doctor.Do they find love in each other in the mad chaos that is their lives?This is a cliché-ish vampire book. Read at your own risk. Though some unexpected twists and turns are promised.View More
Xander's pov, year, 1753Hectic. Life was hectic. That was as best as I could describe the past weeks and my life in general.My Elle. I had al
Xander's povMy heart was racing, my pulse was throbbing, my hands were clammy, a few beads of sweat decorated my forehead and the mixture of fear and anger coursing through my veins made me nauseous.
Xander's povThe last month with Elle had been the best of my life. Being bonded; soul bonded with her was the most incredible feeling in the world. I could feel what she felt and she could feel mine. I could listen to her thoughts and she could listen to mine. We were one. Truly one.
Xander's pov"Oh Xander!!" Elle exclaimed and threw herself at me, encasing me in a very warm and very comfortable hug taking me by surprise.O
Xander's povThis morning had been intense. I was so not expecting Elle to react that way. The funny part is I don't even know what I had done wrong. I did not think of her as weak. At all. She was actually much stronger than the rest of us. Or maybe, in a way, her strength was her weakness.
Elle's povI walked through one of the secret pathways in Xander's estate greatly missing him as he was away on council business. I prayed he was safe and his plans were successful.
Xander's povThe tension in the room completely shifted and focused on our one uninvited guest. The difference this time was he couldn't be killed and his body discarded like the silly human of earlier in the day.
Xander's povThe whole room erupted in rowdy disagreements and sides were taken as sides argued against other sides. Ben and I sat amidst the chaos and observed. Silence in such a situation was the best response.