Location: Vamparia“Buy humans for our Blood Farm?" Kleo tried getting her head round what Irene just said to her.“Yes my queen, slavery is not something new and unusual to the humans. It's part of their tradition and culture." Irene said, sounding knowledgeable.”I know that the human race are into slavery of their own kind but do think they will be willing to sell to us knowing for the purpose we want to use their kinds for?" Kleo was a bit skeptical about the idea, though it sounded like a great one but she knew humans hate vampire a lot and the reason for the hatred is the fact vampire uses them as a source of food so why will they sell themselves to the vampires to be used as food when it's that same reason they hated the vampires???“My Queen, trust me. The humans will do anything for gold and silver. They can evil sell their own souls to the devil for the right gold. They are a very selfish race and I am sure the king of Grenalia will be willing to sell worthless slaves to us
10,000 years in the future.Anna heaved and closed her eyes as she let the early morning breeze brush her face. It was six in the morning and she and Alma were standing beside a navy blue BMW as they waited for Lucian. It was a chilly morning and Alma was donned in a thick beige colored sweatshirt and dark sweatpants. She had a beanie on and her face was touched by light makeup. She looked really bright this morning and Anna was quite jealous. Alma was really excited to leave this place and she made sure she had enough to eat as they drove to their apartment and then the airport. The back seat of Lucian's car was filled with chips and dried fruits in packaged bags, sandwiches and pancakes. Wendy, that morning had fumed and stomped her feet as she packed refreshments into a basket after Alma had requested that she did and now, Alma was occasionally giving the goodies at the back seat a lustful glance. "I'm staying at the back. You sit in the passenger seat." Anna prot
"Good morning, Lucianos." Lucian nodded in reply, looking quite not interested. "Send the record of every exit and entrance into this gate to my office this evening. Remember the festival is tomorrow and we'd be the one hosting the general Festival Of The Lunatic?" The man nodded and called one of the men with him over. "Hendrix, I need you to compile every record of our entrance and exit." The man nodded. The whole time Lucian and the man spoke, he kept on giving Anna and her friend suspicious glances. He probably knew who they were already. Alma looked less concerned as she was engrossed in tearing open a packet of Cheetos. When Anna mirrored his gaze, the man turned his eyes away quickly. Lucian didn't miss this one, he turned to look at Anna and she looked away immediately. ",Thank you, Ryder. Have a nice day." And his window was rolling up as he drove out of the gates. "Why was that dude staring at us weird?" Alma asked. "Oh, you noticed." Anna stat
"How do you feel, Mr?" Walter was still getting accustomed to his environment, so he was catatonic; unmoving. "Hello?" A voice came. It was whirry at first and Walter winced as he tried his best to place where and who the sound was coming from. Walter's eyes slowly moved as he turned his face. He looked at the old man dressed in a white coat and wiry glasses. The old man understood that his patient was getting used to his environment, but it was risky as hell and there was a possibility that the man would put up a defense mechanism by trying to attack him. "Where's this place?" Came Walter's voice. His voice had coarsened from not talking for a very long time. "You're in a node in the Element 14 building. Do you remember being bitten?" Walter shook his head no. "How about your legs, can you move it?" Walter tried to move his legs. The shock on his face when he couldn't move a muscle made his eyes widen. "Don't panic, don't panic." The old m
Anna couldn't help but admit. "Same here. Those times I used to stay over at your place, I silently prayed that your mother would make her legendary Mac and cheese. Talk about her lasagna." Anna cried. "She's such an amazing cook. I can still taste her Mac and cheese on my tongue right now. Her meatballs, ughhh!" Lucian watched both ladies. He envied how they lived such a normal life. He was content, he wasn't going to lie. He was used to the brutality that came with being raised as a werewolf. The killings, blood, gore, death. He was used to it. But sometimes, he wished he'd led a normal life. A happy family, high school, college and a cool girlfriend. He gagged at the thought. Now, he didn't like the idea of living that way. It was boring. Really boring. No excitement or anything of the sort. He didn't enjoy what they enjoyed. The buzz from alcoholic drinks, no. No matter how much he took, he never got drunk. Weed was far from it. He hated the strong stench. It wasn't f
Lucian stepped into the study just after Felix had taken a seat. The house was silent, Wendy had returned to her quarters and Anna was probably sleeping. He wanted to see her, but that would be later in the morning. He shut the door behind him and walked straight to his desk. He had work to do and sitting on the couch beside his friend was going to make him lag behind. He didn't have that time to entertain any form of unseriousness. Turning his swivel chair to face Felix, Lucian took a seat. He had rearranged his study and gotten rid of every book that had scattered around the whole area the day before yesterday and now, it looked like his old study. Before him, papers were held to his wooden table by paper weights. It contained the budget to be used to fund the upcoming festival. Everything they were going to buy, expenses to be made, people to pay. It was all listed in those papers. Lucian had been pouring on it for a few days now. The only time he didn't go throug
"One night, he had a huge fight with Lucian. I didn't know, neither did our parents. He healed so fast, no one discovered. On the other hand, Lucian was wounded badly." "What caused the fight?" Lucian asked. "He told your mother, Lucian's girlfriend at that time how he felt. She was shocked, maybe angry. She didn't expect that from him. But I am sure that what got her mad had to be worse than Patrick confessing his feelings. He probably said something nasty about Lucian. The next day, Lucian barged into the eatery down street and charged at Patrick. I was there at that time, but no one saw me. I never moved with them, so I sat in a corner. The didn't see me, but I saw them," "Lucian was yelling at the top of his voice. He told Patrick that he was a backstabber and a horrible person. Laura was trying her best to stop them, she was embarrassed, I guess. I found it funny that Patrick had gotten into a problem with this set of uncultured people. Patrick on the oth
This was Anna's undoing. Lucian was her undoing. The way his perfectly sculpted fingers slid into her was magical. She had never felt this way before. He had her pinned against the wall, her legs hung on his broad shoulders as he bent and drank her juices from beneath. She moaned his name continuously as his marvelous tongue worked expertly on her and when she trashed against him, he lapped at her juices hungrily before letting her slide down the wall, into his arms. He was fully dressed and she, her top bunched around her waist as she sat astride him on the polished wooden floor. Their breaths were heavy and fast. Anna was still trying her best to regain her stamina. She'd seen stars as she felt herself tighten against his fingers, it had felt like she was floating through a region of total pleasure. She couldn't exactly explain how Lucian made her come and how she felt. "Have you ever orgasmed?" Lucian stared intently at her. "I just came now. So, yes." She s