It was a bright morning, with the sun just rising over the horizon. The palace courtyard was bustling with activity as gardeners tended to their plants and maids went about their duties. Guards stood in various positions around the palace, their stoic expressions resembling gargoyles frozen in place. A convoy of five cars drove in, stopping in front of the castle building in a line. The arrival of the cars hinted at the presence of someone of high status or power, possibly someone related to the royal family. Several men dressed in blue overalls emerged from the cars. While they appeared to be guards, their attire differed from that of the royal guards who wore black. Two of the guards approached the fourth car and opened the door. A girl with blonde hair stepped out, glaring at the guards. "What took you so long to open the door, you fools?!" she exclaimed, casting a disdainful gaze at each of them. "Sorry, Princess," one of the guards apologized, and they all bowed their heads, a
"Work!" A military guard bellowed, cracking his whip at a vampire who was bound in garlic-dipped chains, laboring to carry stones. The vampire grunted and stumbled, dropping the stone from his blood-soaked hands. His back bore fresh wounds and scars, a testament to the brutal treatment endured not only by him, but by the other imprisoned vampires who languished in this hellish place. Confined within a massive cage, spacious enough to accommodate the ninety vampires held captive, they were kept isolated from the rest of the world. Outside the cage, armed military guards patrolled diligently, with a watchtower standing just a mile away. These vampires had been captured and enslaved, subjected to backbreaking labor and some even forced into involuntary experimentation against their will. "Get up and pick that up," the guard ordered, delivering a brutal kick to the vampire's abdomen, causing him to cough up blood. Despite the bloodlust in the vampire's eyes, he was too weak and malnou
"Kill them all!" bellowed the commander, his eyes seething with fury.His soldiers nodded in compliance, ready to pull their triggers. However, just before they could execute the order, they were startled by screams and cries for help behind them. Turning around, they witnessed a horde of vampires taking advantage of their distraction, rushing towards them.Terror gripped the soldiers as they fired their weapons indiscriminately at the approaching vampires. Some struggled desperately to escape the confines of the cage while the vampires sunk their fangs into their necks, draining their lifeblood. Others fought for their survival, their lives hanging in the balance.The commander's horror was palpable as he caught fleeting glimpses of shadows darting in his peripheral vision while he engaged the vampires in front of him. Upon emptying his pistol, he discarded it to the side, realizing he had no other weapon at his disposal. Aghast, he surveyed his surroundings and was met with the shock
Avery alighted the cab after making her payment. She was standing right before her house and was quite nervous as she wondered what her father must have been doing.“Hi, Avery Anderson.” A chubby dark lady greeted her while walking her golden retriever. She had a broad smile on her face.“Hi.” She mumbled as she glanced at the lady. “Uh, have you seen my Dad?” She asked.“No.” The woman replied. “By the way, how is he doing?” She asked but before Avery could reply, a boy on a skateboard bumped into the woman.“What the…?” The woman said as she was knocked to the ground while the boy took off. “Come back here right now, you piece of shit!” She cursed, walking off with her dog in anger.Without wasting much time, Avery hastened her steps toward the front porch, and twisting the doorknob, the door gave way for her. It was silent and the house was just the way she had left it, three days ago.“Dad?” She called lightly at first but no one replied. She flung her handbag to the side as she da
“Miss?” The police chief’s voice rang in her head, disrupting her thoughts. Avery shook her head, dismissing any thoughts of revealing her kidnap. She couldn’t believe she was already having thoughts of revealing the identity of someone who did nothing against her. Although she was upset that she was taken against her wishes, Avery knew better than to tread recklessly. She had no idea what the stranger was capable of and seeing that the mercenaries seemed to be working for him, who could say he probably did not have an army of trained vampires, working for him as well. One thing she was certain of, was the fact that he was a dangerous man and that the government was going to have a hard time finding him. Although, she could tell them who he was and give out a description of him, how certain was she that both she and her father would be safe and protected? “Huh?” She said at first, with a confused look on her face. “Uh, sorry, I wanted to thank you again. Thank you.” She said with a
Running around with an apron around her waist, Avery rushed to grab a curry from the base cabinet as she could smell her lump of cooking meat burning. The kitchen was smoking and she had to put off the cooker and dropped the pot close to the sink while she covered her mouth and began to cough. A look of disappointment was displayed on her face, as she stared at her meat, all burnt up. Had she not given in to her worries and thoughts, she would have noticed the burning meat earlier and would have maybe done something to stop it from getting worse. She took a step back and was standing before the door as her eyes scanned the messy kitchen. She sighed disappointedly, as she walked toward the counter and placed her head on it while staring at the pot at the sink. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead and after some minutes, she chuckled to herself. She could picture herself in her head, running helter-skelter around the kitchen, all because of a pot and cooking meat and she burst in
It was bright and the birds were chirping happily. Avery woke up feeling tired as she had slept late last night. Her eyes snapped back shut as soon as it had opened. It suddenly felt too bright and her eyes had begun to hurt. Shielding them to avoid the bright sunlight, Avery threw the blanket from her and walked toward the window, closing the blinds. She slowly opened her teary eyes and walking back to bed, she suddenly stopped. “What—” her eyes widened as she stared at the clock at the top of the wall. It was already 8 o’clock and she was yet to prepare for work. She quickly grabbed a towel and dashed for the bathroom. It took her thirty minutes to prepare and she was fully dressed. She was soon running down the stairs, ignoring its creaking floorboards. She was going to get it fixed very soon, as she had remembered breaking one of the floorboards while running. She could see her father eating a box of cereal for breakfast. “Where are you going?” he asked and she rushed to give h
“I hope there is nothing wrong, Miss Avery?” Her manager asked with a slight frown on his face, as he thought maybe Avery did not appreciate his kind gesture. Avery stared at the letter in her hand and back at the manager in disbelief. She couldn’t believe that she was given a raise and was about to lose it, because of her quick judgment. “Is this really for me?” She asked still in shock at what she had just heard. Mr. Brook gave her an assuring smile. “Yes.” He simply replied to her question and she smiled back at him. “Keep up the good work. You may leave, I would love to be left alone.” He said, dismissing her. “Thanks, Mr. Brooke,” Avery said to him. She felt like a burden had been lifted off her shoulder. She couldn’t believe her hard work paid off. Thanking him once again, she stepped out of the office and toward the counter. Jeffery walked toward her while trying to speak in a hushed tone. “What happened? Did he fire you?” He asked but Avery did not reply but lifted the pa
Amber stared at his extended hand for a while before taking it, much to Avery’s relief. However, she quickly withdrew her hand, while not trying to conceal her displeased look. She glanced at Avery with a look that seemed to want to know why she was with Damien.She had always hated the vampires after her father had been killed by one. Ever since then, she always saw them as bad news and threats. Only she knew that she would never trust a single one of them and if given the chance, she would have them go into extinction. Although she hated Damien for being a vampire, she controlled herself to not say horrible things to him, because of her best friend.“Can we go now?” She asked and Avery nodded with a slight smile on her face. She quickly turned around and headed toward her parked car. “Excuse me, but what is he doing?” She couldn’t help but ask as she observed Damien and realized he was following them!“About that, I invited him to my house tonight,” Avery replied, forcing Amber to t
Damien stared at her with a slight frown on his face. He wasn't expecting her to react this way. "You don't want to see me?" he asked her, but she sighed and remained silent.She did not respond as her eyes caught the sight of her purse in his hand. "You stole my purse?" she asked, reaching out to take it.Her hand was stopped mid-air by his. His gaze burrowed through her eyes as if taking a look into her soul. He stepped forward, and she instinctively stepped backwards, confusion written all over her."Who hurt you?" he asked her, and she raised an eyebrow at him in puzzlement. She did not understand where he was heading to with his question. He took a handful of her lustrous hair and smiled as he felt its softness in his palm."You don't have the right to touch me!" Avery berated as she glared hard at him. She was angry, infuriated even. Right there, she wanted nothing more but to slap him right across the face.How could he? How could he disappear into thin air like that only to ret
Soon, Amber was driving, and it was already 4 pm. Mrs. Lieberman had ordered all the staff to leave, possibly wanting to be home before the curfew. Avery stared out the window as buildings, parents, and their kids passed by in a blur. Lost in thought, she couldn’t help but think of Damien – his voice, his charm. She missed him, despite knowing she shouldn’t. She wondered what she would do if he appeared before her, right there and then. Would she hate him, slap him, or embrace him? It was a question she would have to figure out on her own."Hey." Amber called as she stared in concern at her friend who had been quiet since they drove off from work. "Are you still worried about Mrs. Lieberman?" She asked, and Avery turned to stare at her."No, it's not that." She replied, and Amber stared at her with a raised brow. Now, she was really curious to know what was going on, and Avery knew pretty much that she was."Oh, so what is it?" Amber asked, and Avery stared at her, contemplating whethe
“What did the doctor say about him? Will he get better?” Jeffrey inquired as he glanced at the man on the bed.Rubbing her hands together like she was cold, she glanced at her father and nodded. “Yes, the doctor did.” She replied and cleared her throat. “I really need to find a job. It’s been months, and walking some dogs for a few dollars won’t help.” She added and sniffed.At that moment, Amber’s eyes brightened up as soon as she heard Avery. “Why don’t you come work with me at the cake store?” She offered with a smile on her face.“Huh?” Avery mumbled in confusion as she stared at Amber.“Sorry for not telling you sooner, but there is a vacancy at the store, and Mrs. Lieberman really needs someone to take the job.” She said and seeing that Avery had a smile on her face, she added, “You may not like the job, though.”“And why is that?” This time, Jeffrey interjected as he had a frown on his face, along with Avery.“Well, she needs a cleaner. The last one got sacked two days ago.” Sh
Sitting down on a chair, Avery watched her father as he lay with his eyes closed on the hospital bed. He had been like this for four days, and she knew without a doubt that he had gotten worse. He had bled from his nose and fallen unconscious, and since then, he never woke.She sighed and closed her eyes as a wave of exhaustion hit her. She hadn't slept throughout the night and only took the liberty to take a nap during the days since she had been here. Three months had passed since she last saw Damien and had avoided Rohan ever since.She couldn't get her old job back and had to rely on her best friend for a lot of things. She had tried reaching out to Damien, but it was futile and even tried to locate any of his henchmen, praying that she might see Layla, though they both never got along.She felt Damien never wanted to see her and wasn't joking about what he last said to her at the party. She wondered every single day what he was doing. Had he forgotten her? Was he living his best
Standing alone at the window, Rohan gazed down at the garden, a bottle of wine in one hand, his brows furrowed. He examined his elongated fingers, lost in thought.With a deep sigh, he reflected on his conversation with Avery. Her rejection of his offer had rendered his efforts futile. He had believed she reciprocated his feelings at the party, where she had opened up to him, leaving him convinced that she felt something for him.Alas, he had been mistaken, and it had made him appear foolish. As he drank from the bottle, he disregarded the liquid staining him and the pristine floor. Luckily, being a vampire prevented him from becoming lightheaded and acting out inappropriately.He only savored the bitter taste of the alcohol, which surprisingly wasn't unpleasant. It had a slightly sour flavor with a sweet aftertaste. Chuckling to himself, he questioned his sanity while fixating on the bottle."What am I doing?" he wondered aloud, shaking his head bitterly, refusing to accept that he w
A man stood with his hands behind his back, exchanging glances with the stoic men before him. He gulped as one of them bared his fangs at him. Soon, he heard footsteps descending the stairs. He stared at the stairs and saw Damien walking behind Layla, lazily gazing at him. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Damien halted."Who are you, and what is your business here?" he ordered nonchalantly, his gaze fixed on the man."My name is Cassius. I work for the royal family," the man replied, swallowing nervously. He knew he had offended the man before him. His eyes remained fixated on Damien's clenched and unclenched fist.Damien slowly walked toward the stranger, his fangs gradually protruding, instilling fear in the stranger's heart. Layla quickly grabbed Damien's hand, causing him to halt and turn to stare at her. She shook her head, signaling him to stop."So, why are you here?" Damien repeated the question, still fixated on Layla."I came to make an offer," Cassius began, rais
“Sir?” Elizabeth was dumbfounded. She had worked tirelessly for this company, only to be on the brink of being replaced by a stranger from the streets. Tears welled up in her eyes as her heart sank.“Yes?” Rohan responded, glancing at her and observing her distress.“Have I done something wrong, sir? I’ve been working for you for four years, and now you’re about to replace me,” she reminded him, her voice cracking with emotion.Avery watched Elizabeth speak, sensing the pain in her eyes. She empathized with her, knowing how it felt to be replaced. Observing Elizabeth’s love for her job, despite knowing Rohan was a vampire, Avery felt a pang of sympathy.“I understand,” Rohan said, sighing and glancing at Avery, who shook her head.“I appreciate your offer, sir, but I don’t want it,” Avery interjected before he could continue. She didn’t want any of these. She didn’t want to give Elizabeth the impression that she was after her position and definitely didn’t want to become her enemy.
Avery walked into the bar, her brows furrowed as she entered. She felt relieved that her dealings with Rohan had ended, and she would no longer have to see him, but she was frustrated that Damien no longer wanted to see her either.She noticed Jeffrey attending to a customer, but as soon as he caught sight of her, he averted his gaze. Avery couldn't care less, so she ignored him and headed for the counter."Who are you?" she asked, noticing an unfamiliar girl dressed in their work uniform sitting at the counter."Oh, I'm the new waitress," the girl replied with a smile, while Avery wore a confused expression."The new waitress?" Avery asked, looking around as she couldn't recall any recent waitresses being fired to be replaced."Yeah, I'm Avery's replacement," the girl said, and Avery's eyes almost popped out of their sockets."What?!" she exclaimed, while the girl stared at her in confusion until the realization dawned on her."Oh my God! You are Avery. I'm so sorry," she apologized