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#Sexual slavery##Vampires#Daylight rings and sexual epidemic♥Elena's POV♥On a scale of one to ten, the past two days have brought in more trouble than a global pandemic has and so far, it kept on deteriorating further. The thought of even being related to a psychopath with a jagged scarred face who has done nothing but cause trouble to us makes me sick to the bone marrow. Questions like if he was truly Kate's brother why didn't we know about him all these years, why he never attended Kate's funeral and if there will be new siblings popping out of the blue raced through my head all night and made me sleep-deprived.How can I sleep when my father is slowly losing his mind and kidnapping hostages yet he still bears the crown. Questions like what other crazy things would he embark on made me consider options like chaining him in a dungeon and treating his mental health before he can be released because him roaming around like a tiSunbeam crept into my room bit by bit before gradually illuminating my room as the soft golden diffuse rays settled on my face, waking me in the process and disrupting my much more craved slumber."Hilda, I have made hot coffee, fried yummy eggs, and pancakes, and picked up fresh apples for you from the garden." Mom's voice reverberated around the house."Thanks mother," I said begrudgingly and used my pillow to shield my face."Come downstairs right now and come and have breakfast before I come in using formula B for you." She called out again, this time around with a threat."Five more minutes mom, just five and I will be at the dining." The shrilling sound of a voice made me jump up from my bed in nightmare. It was my mother dressed in her pajamas, singing God knows what while my eardrums bled and cried in agony. Her skin glowed in the presence of sunlight and she looked pretty chic for a woman of forty-five years."Stop ma, you are hurting my ears,
#Los Angeles##Blood and fangs##Wands and claws#You are outmaneuvered, out mannered and frankly speaking, quite out of your freaking mind!!!♥Elena's POV♥"Hilda moved out." Cedric's baritone thundered as he walked into my room, wiping his blood-stained mouth with the hem of a shirt."Don't ask me how the hell it happened, I'm still feeling guilty enough about what happened yesterday." She held her hands up before mumbling, "It is mental torture, I feel like I'm going crazy." She said to herself."We could probably blame it on the excessive vodka she had yesterday night after opening up to you both." Cedric plopped on the edge of my bed."Or maybe it was the club. It was probably the strobing lights of the nightclub and repetitive doof doof of the bass that triggered some form of chemical reaction in her brain, causing her to make a rash decision all of a sudden." I furrowed my brows at the both of them, lost in thoughts.
It has been twenty-four hours since the incident happened. The FBI visited the murder scene and tapped the place as a district area. They found only Amanda's corpse with her fangs retracted and her claws removed. We left them with the brain-tasking job of finding out what kind of monster she is and why she was killed in that horrific way.Hilda's corpse was placed in a wooden coffin made with the finest and darkest shade of brown with a huge 'H' accessory adorning it. Her body was placed in there with the cover opened while we mourned her. She was a great warrior and a friend. She had the best intentions for all with a weird way of showing emotions. But from her history of what happened a century again, we understood her better."Come!" Suzy beckoned on me. For the first time in history, she wasn't wearing a skimpy outfit. She was draped in a long black gown to honor Hilda. An effort I commended. I was impressed with her character development."I stood up from the liv
#Supernatural World##Los Angeles##The Forest#Letting the mouse out of the bag♥Elena's POV♥Challenges are what makes life interesting and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.All my seventeen years of existence on earth has been filled with trials and quest thrown my way irrespective of whether I'm prepared or not.As the rightful and legitimate heir to the great Marshalls, the overall ruler of the vampire kingdom and leader over all supernatural realm in Los Angeles, I always remain a target to spite my family, split us apart, or die unjustly.It is quite alarming that all my life, right from when I was an innocent foetus, people always try to kill me. The witches tried to use magic, The vampires attacked my pregnant mom, The alpha. The ancestors were also against me like I was some big mistake or an abomination that doesn't deserve to roam this earth. Even just bearing the surname 'Marshall' means inheriting my Fa
Elena's POVAt this point I was beginning to lose it...A dramatic and sluty Suzy in a hot brawl with a blunt ass and tomboyish Hilda wasn't how I planned to spend my day. The wind blew through the forest with a powerful passion, scattering old fallen leaves as if they were banging a door like a chaotic drum beat with no fingers or hands and then frustration in full dosage kicked in."Enough!" I declared and a chilly wind slammed the both of them to a rock, and the forest became quiet again. It was my magical powers, it was surfacing. My Iris went from black to blue and black again."I can't keep going to school and hiding behind my parents to practice magic." Tears welled in my eyes as I walked towards them."I will be eighteen in the next three months, my werewolf side will be activated and then what next? I need to prepare myself, Hilda."Susan nodded in acknowledgement and muttered, "Her powers will be too much to handle then and it can kill her if
The quarter is like an ancient castle built with the finest yet oldest bricks and pebbles from thousands of years ago before human existence.Its windows were as shy eyes, large to welcome any ray of sun. The rock walls belonged right where it was as if perchance it had grown up right from that hallowed ground. It was as if it had been called into existence to protect those who came to dwell within, to quell the elements and allow heat to build from hearths into the inhaled woodland air. It was built perfectly for vampires. The walls had little or no cracks despite how many battles and wars have been fought in it. It holds memories that reek of ancient history, secrets, love, betrayal, death, happiness and sin. It is a lair perfect enough for the supernaturals.At every sharp corner of the quarter, we have vampire guards stationed everywhere to protect the household, but my favourite bodyguard is Daniel since he monitors my chamber and he has always been diligent and loyal
#Trials and executions##courtroom##justice#An entirely unwelcomed surprise.♥Elena's POV♥Laws are important, but they can only be effective if the people know about the particular law, and rule number one of the supernatural states: No killing or slaughtering of vampires.In accordance with the noise and the crowd gathered outside the quarter, it was clear that they all demanded justice which had nothing to do with what went on in a courtroom, and more of what came out of it.We were all gathered in the official courtroom of the quarter and I could tell everyone was itching to spill one thing or the other. Father was sitting at the seat allocated to the judge and trying to get things kicking in motion, while mom stood right behind him to serve as the queen of the vampires and the alpha of the wolves."Can we all now be quiet?" Dad asked rhetorically with his strong baritone voice which instantly silenced the indistinct whispe
Marriage isn't usually a pathway filled with roses, although weddings always have several bouquets of flowers adorning everywhere. Marriage is oftentimes is filled with sharp-pointed and poisonous thorns and deathtraps and at any slight incident, the two players could get checkmated and beaten at their own game. My parents aren't exempted from folks that thrash things around and I don't need a soothsayer to foresee the tension between them and it all started with the courtroom incident.Have you gone mad? What was that all about, Cedric?" Mom stood with her arms akimbo over Dad."Setting things straight. I can't afford to let them get away with this," Dad replied as he ran his hand through his hair and paced around his private chamber."Why can't you listen to a single thing I say? You have to let the case die down else things might escalate," Mom told him amidst furry while placing her slender fingers on her throbbing head to massage her temple."I have a righ