"A drunk driver known as Jones was returning from a party at which he had consumed more than his usual dosage of alcohol, he also happened to be driving a faulty car whose break had turned out to be defective." Lord Adam's eyes opened wider as he looked at us.
"Go on, we are following your story about the drunk asshole that decided to embark on a suicide mission," I said and snorted."Must you always be so blunt?" Cass shook his head at me."He drives into an estate, knocks down, and kills Robinson.""Such a pity for poor Robinson, he was at the wrong place at the wrong time." Cass let out an exasperated sigh."The bastard who went on a killing spree should be blamed for endangering the lives of others because of his stupidity." I glared at Cass."And what exactly was Robinson doing outside by such late hour of the night, huh?" Cass fired at me."He was crossing the street at midnight to buy a pack of cigarettes," Lord Adam supported his face with#Los Angeles##Festive period##Marshalls dynasty#Consequences be damned!!!♥Elena's POV♥It is a beautiful day outside, the streets are jam packed with tourists from all over the globe. They are gulping can beers, sinking their incisors into the thick succulent thighs of roasted chickens, chasing beads, and giggling around.They are all wandering around on the vampire walking tour of Los Angeles. The naive human faction assumes the festivity is just a myth hence their costumes, fake elongated fangs, and red paint dripping from their necks and hands. They look just how movies have painted vampires to be, a figment of their writer's imaginations. Well, it is all part of our city's charm but we the supernaturals are quite familiar with the truth.The hurricane flight we had from the other realm landed us directly in the middle of the universal studios Hollywood where the human population was more rampant. I think the smell of the busy
"Good lord, that one has some lungs in him, he must have been an opera singer." Cass walked into the narrow road with trails of blood staining his shirt and parts of his jaw."It might have ended better for him actually, but he chose his fate when he hit me first." I wiped my bloodied mouth and kicked his butchered balls from plain sight.The girls walked into the narrow road probably to plead with the bloody kleptomaniac to release their phones when I handed it over to them. "Us girls have got to stick together, consequences be damned so now run along.""Thanks! they both mumbled before walking away."What is your name? the brunette turned back to ask before leaving."Elena, call me Elena Marshall." I smiled at them before they left."In as much as I would love to applaud your heroic ability, I need to know if you are well satisfied and ready to go to the quarter now?" Cass stood tall and faced me."Yeah, but you don't have to let everyone on the
#Flash back##Cedric Marshall##Supernaturals#Hello Alaric, you look haggard as ever!♥Cedric's POV♥My life is a shattered mess, a puzzle that can't ever be gotten right because the missing piece led me astray and left me alone in this cold, dark, world. What benefit is the gift of immortality when ancient curses can drive you mad and invite death to snatch you right from my grip?I have failed as a man, a lover, a king, a father, a husband and I deserve to suffer this guilt all my life. Or perhaps, I should probably just end it all by searching for Lucindo to strike me with the same evil incurable spell. But, if I decide to leave this cruel world then what will happen to our daughter? Should she perhaps follow us both so we can cross over and live together happily wherever you are?The last time I felt such agonizing heartache was in the year 1412, early July.I walked into the bathroom and saw the love of my life, Diana lying
I swore to her after she gave me my bundle of joy, Elena that we will remain as closely knitted as a thief always and forever and rule the supernatural community side by side till our daughter was old enough to take over.Now I have failed not only Kate but Elena as well. I'm a disappointment.***♥Elena's POV♥The worst has happened and befallen the Marshalls. The last thing I need at the moment is a bunch of hypocritical sympathizers showing up at my chamber and making a fool out of themselves.Most people prayed and wished for this day. The day the murky mist would cast its silhouette on the dwellers of the quarter. People who want to take over power from us and can't wait to impound our dynasty.I sat in front of my dressing mirror watching my sorry state and trying to wrap my head around how it all happened. One moment I was combatting so hard to save Kate and the next instant she was gone right in front of me-- she fucking died in my
#The Bayou##Blackout##Kate Marshall#A meeting with Father Kinley♥Elena's POV♥It is said that when a werewolf dies, the body is placed on several wooden bamboo sticks right in the water body of the bayou. Friends and families will pay their respect as well as throw flowers at the corpse before lighting a match with an arrow, firing at the corpse, and being allowed to dive through the water while desiccating.Kate Marshall used to be an Alpha of the Eris pack and her burial won't be any different from the tradition of the wolves. Today is the day she must be buried and all her pack must howl in sync as a sign of acceptance that she was really gone.The Bayou is centered on the outskirt of Los Angeles and it is a piece of nature. It feels like mother earth decided to explore her creativity on this land exclusively meant for the wolves. There are huge old trees with strong bark that must have existed for thousands of years. Amo
I staggered out of the bayou and broke out on a full sprint, running till everything I passed by was a blur and till I became invincible. I had no idea where I was heading to, it felt like my brain stopped working for some seconds and my Legs did the thinking and action. The quarter was the last place I wanted to visit, I didn't want to watch Cedric sulking alone in the tower like a kid.So I ran past the bayou, ran past the cemetery, ran past the quarter, and eventually my legs paved the way at the church. I wasn't a believer of God, after all, I'm a vampire who can provide for 99.9% of my needs without asking a divine being for help.I'm also a tribrid who can't die, so what could I possibly ask the lord for? Long-life? Prosperity? Or the blood of his creatures to feed on?My legs buckled right in front of the St Louis catholic church where father Kinley hosted several programmes for the human faction, as well as had several meetings with the other supernaturals. Wi
#Locator spells##Los Angeles##Supernaturals#You have embarked on a suicide mission and if you don't show yourself, I will rip you into shred.♥Elena's POV♥Cedric is not just some ancient original vampire who is the king of Los Angeles, he has a reputation of being wild, vicious, and most times irrational.Cedric's way of solving either political issues or magically induced issues or rivalries with the wolves is by eliminating the problem without caring who is actually on the receiving end or hoping to salvage the problem without anybody dying. After the advent of Kate coming into his life, he started acting more logical with a curl of brutality but at least, she was there to ensure check and balance in the society both as a lover and as a ruler in the community as well and he listened to no other person but her. Knowing that his mate was gone for good could just be untying the well-braided strings that ensured harmony.As a daught
"Nope! The Cemetery is as dull as a graveyard." Cedric rolled his eyes and plopped on a sofa."Isn't the cemetery a graveyard? Sorry if I'm missing something here?" I rolled my eyes and snickered."We are on the hunt for Lucindo, we have had enough of his manipulative acts and we want him out for good." Suzy entered the chamber holding candles and maps."Oh!" I cocked a brow. "Okay, that sounds interesting but how do we intend to achieve that because all I can see here is the need for revenge.""If you want to opt-out, you know where the door is, so how about you let me concentrate in peace?" Suzy's mouth quirked in humor."I should gauge out your eyes for taunting her, but my fingers ache to gauge someone else's eyes instead." Cedric beckoned on a human maid passing.Suzy sighed heavily before spreading the map on a wooden table, lighting four candles she placed to represent the eastern, northern, western, and southern parts of LA.Cedric stood up