Novels by Erotic_blonde

Sophie's POVLorna’s fingers twisting a worn-out tissue, and I could already tell she wasn’t sure if she should speak. I could tell she was already getting emotional as I watched her lips tremble as she finally drew in a shaky breath.Ethan hands resting on the steering wheel even though we weren’t going anywhere, be looked very agitated as if he knew he wasn't going to like what he was about to hear.“Lorna please.” I begged. “I know this is hard for you but Ethan needs answers.”She nodded her head and sighed.“She met him in school… your mother. God, she was brilliant. Soft-spoken but sharp. She could silence a room with just one look.” She was looking at Ethan with a sparkle in her eyes as if she was seeing his mother in him.Ethan didn’t move, but I could feel him getting agitated. I turned slightly in my seat, I turned my body to face her as Lorna spoke.“Your father was a scholarship student, an orphan but was deadly smart, your grandfather sponsored him and your mother took i

I looked at her curiously and wanted obviously to know more as I stepped forward slowly.I bent down to her level to see what see was reading as hands hovered above the page like I was afraid it might burn or something “Let me see it,” I said, shocked that my own voice didn’t sound like mine.She didn’t hesitate, he just held it out with no warning or pause.I took the diary and read“I tried to protect him. God knows I did. But the day he walked into my room with the bottle, asking why it had Daddy’s name on it, I knew I was losing grip. Ethan was only six and he already understood too much I guess children are too observant, and maybe he inherited more than just his father’s eyes.”Everything blurred, the diary slipped from my hands and landed with a thud.Sophie bent to pick it up, but I stepped back.“No.”“Ethan—”“I need to think.”I moved toward the window, pressing my palm to the glass, my forehead against it. “I don’t remember any bottle,” I whispered. “But I remember her c

I found more prescriptions.Most of them were blank and unwritten with no doctor's note, just the name of the druh there weren't even guidelines or anything it was unfilled and unsigned.Some were folded, others were stuffed between pages of old magazines at the back of her closet; they were not even hidden well — just discarded like they meant nothing.But I knew my mother, she was very meticulous and nothing in her life was ever accidental.I sat on the floor, surrounded by her memories with the empty prescriptions in one hand and her diary in the other. My chest felt extremely tight and I couldn't breathe, it was as if the walls were closing in on me and Like maybe this house was trying to bury me too.But I had to convince myself that it was all in my mind because I wanted to keep going and ip apart every drawer, every floorboard, every nook and fucking cranny of her room But the thing was that I was scared, I didn't know what else awaited me, so naturally, I was scared of what e

ETHAN'S POV I didn’t remember starting the engine. Just the way my fingers clenched the steering tightly.All I knew was that I needed answers and I needed them now.The sky was dark as if it was Ankit to rain but I didn't care one bit.After what felt like hours I reached my perfect childhood mansion.I pulled into the driveway taking a deep breath, everything about this place felt the same, but I wasn’t at all, not anymore.I killed the engine and just sat there, my reflection staring back at me in the rearview mirror, my eyes were darker than I remembered, it was because I hadn't slept for days..I stepped out, slamming the door harder than I meant to.The front doors opened wide as the smell of polished wood and expensive candles hit me.And then I heard Sophie's mother's sickly sweet voice.I didn't know how I hated this woman but loved her daughter —Fuck! Did I just say love? I meant how I hated this woman and slightly tolerated her daughter.I pushed the thought of love at th

From Ethan's facial expression I saw he liked what he saw.The restaurant was warm—intimate in that old-school, no-reservations-needed kind of way. There were no marble countertops or curated art installations, just mismatched chairs and the smell of garlic and butter floating thick in the air. The walls were faded red, the lighting soft and gold. “This,” I said, dropping into the booth, “is heaven.”Ethan grinned as he slid in across from me, his broad shoulders nearly bumping into the edge of the seat. “You weren’t kidding. Smells like they’re actually cooking here.”“Real food,” I said, opening the stained menu. “Praise be.”We were barely two minutes in—arguing gently over whether to start with the garlic knots or the cheesy bread—when I saw an old lady Bent slightly at the waist, hands wiping down a wooden table in the far corner. Her gray hair was pulled back into a bun, a white apron tied tightly around her narrow frame.I wouldn’t have noticed her if not for the way Ethan sud

Sophie's POV I hadn’t stepped into the office in days, and I wasn't sure if I would ever return there. It was not because I couldn’t—technically I could have—but because I simply didn’t want to. Since the whole mess with Ethan, I didn't want to deal.with the gossip of a very toxic workplace, and besides I had chosen to focus all my energy on the expansion project. It wasn't like I wasn't getting paid. Work was... safer when it was just blueprints, deadlines, and location scouting. No drama. No chaos. No explicit pictures. And sadly no Rachel. She hadn’t returned any of my calls or texts. I didn’t know if she was ghosting me or just needed space, but either way, it stung. She had been my rock, and I really needed her right now. We were walking through the proposed site for the new hotel today. Ethan has this glow on his face like construction was always his thing, and from the way he spoke I could tell he liked seeing the bones of a place before it became anything at all. But

The prince held her hand, leading her into his carriage as the rider stared at them wide wondering what the Prince was doing with a human. Lucy didn't want to get into the weird looking thing with horses attached to it and a vampire in front, that was enough interaction with vampires only even though she could tolerate just the Prince, she wasn't sure if she was ready for more. “Are you scared?” The Prince gently asked and she nodded her head. He smiled understandingly, a smile that has broken walls or took her years to build even though she has just met him. “It's just a Carriage ride, hold my hands I'll walk you in.” He offered her his hands as she clung to it as if her life depended on it. It was funny how tiny her hands felt on his that he had to double check it. Her eyes were in awe marveling at the decor, gold designs everywhere, this was the highest amount of luxury she had ever seen. “You like it?” Asked the Prince as she nodded in excitement. Her eyes moved to the door

The voice sounded familiar to everyone, but was it possible for the Prince to be here? He was even participating in the bid. The auctioneer squinted his eyes to get a better view of who was speaking and it was indeed the Prince.“And now esteemed guest, it is an honor to announce the presence of a very distinguished guest.” The auctioneer beamed with pride. “In attendance today is no other than the Crown Prince himself, Prince Damien Von Krastein.” The audience gasped in shock, it indeed was him, Damien liked the attention he got, and it also meant that everyone would lose interest in the bidding especially since their Prince wants her, everyone except Sebastian. “Any more bidders? A prize that interest the Crown Prince himself is sure worth more than a hundred gold coins.” The auctioneer was very good, Damien would give him that, because everyone would want bragging rights that they got what the Prince wanted, but what they didn’t know was that he wasn’t about to give up on this g

The Prince’s eyes narrowed in rage, his triumph was quickly replaced with anger. “Who dares challenge my authority?” He didn’t care he had already placed payment for the girl, all he knows was that he was going home with her whether the guards allow it or not. “Duke Sebastian your highness.” Replied the guard with shaky voice. A growl left the Prince’s mouth, Duke Sebastian has always managed to get himself in the Prince’s business and it aggravated him, he was better than him in every way imaginable, even Lady Claudia could attest.“You will tell Lord Sebastian that I will not tolerate his interference, the girl is mine.” She became his the moment his fangs entered her skin. “The only way you can reclaim her is if you win her at the auction, that’s what the law says.” “The law? I am the law in case you might have forgotten.” He reminded “I know.” The guard replied who bowing his head. “Then why would I agree to such a thing?” he demanded, his voice tinged with skepticism but t

The Prince knew what he tasted, having lived for centuries this wasn’t like anything he had ever had, and it certainly isn’t human. It took every ounce of self-control for him not to suck her dry, he found his powers heighten with each taste as he became intensely aware of his surrounding, her blood was sweeter than anything he had ever had, with a tinge of sweet taste and tanginess which was very much strange. He looked at the woman before him, a human that can survive without eating for a week, a human that was able to repeatedly resist his compelling powers and must importantly a human who’s blood was able to rejuvenate him, he was certain that she wasn’t human, but what is she?“But your highness there has to be mistake, she’s undeniably human.” The head guard countered, the Prince raised his eyebrow trying to see what he guard was heading towards. “Are you saying that your Prince made a mistake?” The air became tight as Lucy watched them argue about her; confused she listened

The Prince was taken aback. “You.” He said only to his hearing, everyone was watching their interaction trying to see his next course of action. “Where did you say you found her?” He asked the guards again. “The east, your highness.” “Where exactly?” “She was with other humans on their way to the north maybe trying to locate the revolution and seek refuge.” How did a human girl find her way to his dreams, for months he had been plagued with the same dream, of a girl with long white hair and deep violet eyes, but before he could reach her, he would have already woken up with only memories of her eyes. Violet eyes weren’t common among humans and vampires alike, so it shocked him seeing her sharp violet eyes. And then again his compelling didn’t work on her, it worked on true full blooded vampires, so why not on a weak human girl “Have you confirmed if she is human yet?” he asked the guards who looked at him as if he had grown two heads. “You mean drank from her? They asked, the

The cold, dark eerie cell scared Lucy, having ran from the vampires all her life, she never expected to be caught, the cell reeked of hopelessness as it seemed as if everyone had lost hope about ever gaining their freedom back.“Eat up!” The guard boomed at her making her shiver before passing a bowl to her, she looked at the slob presented before her and turned around, it looked ten times worse than dog food.“Number nine refuses to eat… again.” Number nine? She thought, but she still wasn’t speaking.The cell door opened and a guard dressed in a different uniform entered. “YOU WON’T EAT, YOU WON’T SPEAK, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!” She shivered trying to crawl backwards but the man was hot on her trail, as she looked at him with dead eyes conveying her complete lack of emotions, she knew she reached her end when she felt the cold bars touch her back.He bent down, lowering himself to meet her straight in the eyes; he moved his hands to grab her by the throat making her choke, his hands