Rain Daniel, AKA Christopher of Ravens was disguised as a normal customer at the Dawn Club. There have been a lot of people who went missing from this club and what he saw was a familiar girl with red hair. Her curly hair was braided and she’s wearing a nice dress. He tilted his head, curious. Shortly, he noticed his brother coming in a leather jacket and eyeglasses. He sat on the sofa where he could see her from the corner. A vampire male in a suit approached her. She’s a hybrid and mostly her scent was like a human. Christopher grinned when the man reached Ruby’s arm and Timothy was on the edge. “Raven.” A woman stood beside him and held her bottle to him. He turned to her and surely, her scent caught her. A lycan. “Watching that redhead girl?” She asked. He was speechless but he knew that there was a connection between them. He nodded as he moved closer. “That girl is mated to my brother. I am checking how long it will take for him to beat up that bastard.” “Your family
Bellatrix stared at the scar on her beloved’s chest. He’s fine. But she’s the reason why he has scars. In exchange for hurting him, he’ll let him have his way with her. Anytime, every time anywhere. She loved it but just in a few days, he’s been showing her the triplet’s photos that he took. Their room had lined up photos of the triplets for Polaroid and from professional photographers. “Mama!” Asher screamed out and ran to her. He raised one of his building blocks. “Aey!” She took the wooden cube and there’s indeed an A letter. “Wow, very good, baby.” She was still in bed after her husband took her all night. She doesn't want more children since it hurts so much but he’s eager to have more. “B!” He handed another cube. “Baby!” She pressed her lips to avoid laughing. Her husband works hard to give her hints. She got the hint! He probably didn’t use rubber last night after she’s drawn into passion. “You ouchie, mama?” Asher asked as she reached his face. “I’m not. I’ll go b
Nadia woke up suddenly from a beautiful yet tragic dream. A sword went through her. She uses her body to shield her children. She looked at herself and then around. It was a third dream in a row on how she died. She sat up from sweats as she reached the bell and rang it. Shortly, her handmaiden entered with the breakfast. One approached her and lifted the gown as she put it on herself. Nadia. She was reborn. She knew that she was reborn. The dreams were vivid. The feelings were real. She died as a mother. Then, she wished to be with him. That’s what she remembered. Her soul mate. She knew her soul mate. “Nadia,” Her Aunt Ceferina called as she brought a box. “This is a gift from Caroline.” “Caroline,” Nadia mumbled. “You’ve been in a coma for a year, darling. Caroline was very much worried about you.” “Caroline,” she mumbled. “I need to see her.” Ceferina tilted her head. “Of course, of course. However, she’s abroad.” Ceferina said. “I see.” “She’s with her second child.” Cef
Kill! Her mind switched into killing mode after she heard the word. Silver curved dagger sliced on the lycan’s flesh as the sharp end stopped right into the heart. It was said that once the man’s mate died, the other half will suffer the pain and will be free from the bond. Blood gushes out as the body drops down on the ground, slowly shifting into the human form. She wiped her nose as she walked on the pool of blood. Kill! She reached her head, her eyes bloody red as her mind only thought of killing. Another face switches like an image from a slideshow in her mind. Her instinct told her to go out. The smell of cold night, grass, soil and insects enters her nostrils. But she knew that the man was there somewhere. Retreat! She didn’t stop walking to retreat, as she maneuvers toward the woods. Bellatrix, retreat! She continues ignoring all of the voices from her earpiece. Bellatrix! Suddenly, a woman's voice from her memories called her. Sweet, loving and caring. Bella…
It was shiny, gold that reflected from the sun. She stared at the coins and a piece of bar in front of her. She turned her head to the window as she peered out. “I heard that you can kill anyone?” She was silent. She couldn’t see the man behind the partition between them. But she knew the voice inside a small cubicle where her handlers made her sit and wait to speak with clients about information. “I saw the evidence of how you massacred the baron’s men.” She never opened her mouth. She will tap her handler as a heads up if she’ll take the offer. The man pushed out more gold bars. “This is not the full payment. I’ll triple it once you have done the job.” His voice sounded so deep, baritone and the way he spoke was rich. She knew instantly that he could be a noble… under the command of another noble or a royal. He pushed out a photo as she stared at the man. Her eyes squinted as she frowned. The King? They wanted the King’s head? How ironic? It’s hard to kill such a pe
Dominick was trying hard to search for that woman all over the city. After catching her scent, he knew that it was a hybrid. “I don’t understand why you want the footage of that cafe but here it is.” Paxton handed the tablet as Dominick searched it. He played the footage as he couldn’t determine the face. She’s wearing a cap over the hood and a facemask. She looked frail but the moment she disappeared in an alley only meant that she was not that frail at all. “Interesting.” He said. “I need to find out where she came from.” Paxton sighed. “She managed to dodge most of the cameras.” “Then, let’s install more,” Dominick said and tossed the tablet on the table in front of Paxton. “Are you crazy?” Paxton frowned. “We don’t have a budget for that.” “She has no face. Find her. Or if you could find where they hid the relic, I might stop looking for her.” Paxton exhaled. He has no choice but to choose the mate that he’s eager to search for. He doesn’t care who he was mated to
She followed the Head Maid who glared at her. She didn’t show much expression since the woman probably thought that the King would bed her anytime soon. Bellatrix had thought about it. She will kill him before it happens. However, she doesn’t have any equipment and it’ll be hard to kill the King with bare hands. He’s the strongest among all of the lycans. The view to the gold black double door came into view. There were no other doors in the area and it seems that the King wanted it private in the North wing of the castle. The woman opened the door as she followed him. “That white door is the bathroom. The Red one is the main bedroom. The gold one is his closet. You will be cleaning this place every day.” “Understood.” She mumbled. “You will be searched before you leave this room so you must finish everything quickly. You must prepare his bath and leave.” “Yes, ma’am.” She waited for the woman to leave but the head Maid whom she remembered as Miss Gigi raised her well-tr
She froze when he said that word. She couldn’t respond like she was paralyzed. His lips wandered on her neck as he smelled her with growls at the back of his throat. She didn’t respond when he left marks and he unbuttoned her uniform. His hands were on her butt and the only thing she could see was the ceiling with a diamond chandelier over the bathtub. She couldn’t think right. She couldn’t feel anything at all while he was harassing her. “Your majesty!” Paxton exclaimed. “This is an emergency and I am sorry to interrupt.” She didn’t move like she couldn’t hear them. “What?” He roared as he glared at Paxton. “Grand Duke is here.” He said. “My brother?” He frowned. “What is he doing here?” He said as he frowned. Paxton didn’t say a thing as he looked at the girl who seemed to be paralyzed. “Is she alright?” Paxton asked as Dominick realized something. She must have been flustered as he gently kissed her forehead and fixed her dress in front. “Stay here, I’ll be back.” He grabb