The idea of going to hunt down the witch that killed Dan was very thrilling. Hell, everyone looked excited like they were attending a party with free booze, only that the major booze vampires chug down is blood.
"Wait! Even though I don't understand a thing y'all are blabbing about. Can you at least help me up so I can be on my merry way?" Blondie's voice interrupted our brief merriment.Dad brought out his checkbook and gave the blondie a hundred thousand dollars cheque."Okay, what murderous job do you want me to do?" Blondie stared wide-eyed at father and the cheque and pretended to shoot himself in the head."Forget everything you saw today, forget about losing your job and go start a new life out of LA." Dad compelled the blondie who stood up and looked like his memory was severed before sauntering out of our sight without a word.Mind compulsion is another benefit we enjoy as vampires. It is the ability of immortals like vampires and hybrids to control the mind of another through eye contact. We have the ability to erase the victim's memory or even alter them. That way, we can feed on the locals easily and compel them to forget without getting a backlash or an uproar from the human faction.Witches also have the power to compel with the help of magic and spells. Talking about witches, they used to practice their magic at the cemetery before father banned it. The cemetery is a sacred ground where they can easily connect with their ancestors and have full access to their ancestral magic. So they live and worship the Hollywood cemetery which happens to be one of the oldest yet historical cemeteries in LA.The burial ground has housed many citizens but it is specifically being used by the LA coven of witches who require access to their ancestor's consecrated remains in order to continue their magic. It maintains a kind of connection and balance between the supernatural realm and the physical realm. As a result, it is a sacred ground, and vampires are not allowed in unless when invited in by a witch."I really don't understand why we are meeting with Bastiana?!" Hilda pouted and punched the bricks of the cemetery."You know what they say about friends and enemies?" Dad cocked a brow at an indifferent Hilda."Keep your friends close and your enemies closer?" I raised my chin and studied the environment of the cemetery. The gate was opened but we couldn't step in because of the boundary spell. Everywhere is eerie silent and there is no creature in sight."Correct. I know you always inherited your smartness from me." Dad ruffled my hair and gave me a cheeky smile that revealed his deep-rooted dimples."I hope you know I'm standing right here?" Mom frowned at us."What were you saying about enemies and friends and how is that related to Bastiana?" Suzy blew her gum loudly to draw attention to her."We don't know who our real enemy is and in order to get a fair fight we must make an ally with a witch who has a common goal with us.""And how do you know our wants are aligned?" I quirked a brow."If an ancient witch resurrects it means Bastiana's position as an elder will be revoked because two captains can't lead a ship.""And we need all the magical protection we can get from the black magic practitioner in order to win." Mom squared her shoulders."Wow, why does this feel like a war is brewing?" I shivered."Because a war is actually brewing. No one comes to my town, breaks my rules, and goes Scot free. This is my town and my rules shall stand so long I exist.""I'm doing this for Daniel. If the bloody witch wants war then let's make sure she is the casualty." I said.Bastiana finally made it towards the gate and invited us in."Sorry I was late. I had to take care of something.""Why don't you save the apologies and talk to your ancestors to snuff the life out of this murderous witch roaming around my city?" Dad balled his hands into fists."They are helping him. The ancestors are angry and they want revenge." She breathed out."Him? I thought blondie said it was a woman?" I queried."She must have been an accomplice." Suzy answered."Lucindo D Aboville. The french warlock, Marshall the great killed in the year 1273.""Well, looks like you came from a lineage of psychos. But how do we take the madman down?" I rolled my eyes."I'm afraid he is unstoppable." Bastiana's chest rose and fell with rapid breath."What do you mean by unstoppable?" Suzy crushed her lollipop and furrowed her brows."He is a thousand years old and he is a lot more stronger since the ancestors are with him. He doesn't back down from revenge and he will do nothing till he achieves this purpose. He is dangerously evil." Bastiana said with widening eyes that depicted terror.This isn't the beginning of another war between the vampires and the witches. This is war itself and no one will be safe from the roaming ancient warlock.#Witches cemetery##Dark magic mojo##supernatural world#Perhaps a much more subtle approach might do the magic♥Elena's POV♥Negative actions create negative chaos which is quite synonymous to destruction. Whereas, positive actions create positive chaos and positive chaos is constructive.All my life, I have heard my family talk about war but I never got to experience one so I kinda wished it happened in my lifetime. But thinking over it again made me realize it was a stupid wish.What is war? But the slaughter of our finest at the devil's command. How can we evolve when our best is taken? For Hilda, this feels like fun to her because it is her thing. It allows her to exercise her tomboyish attitude and showcase her tough girl skills.For Susan, she looked conflicted. Fighting against her own kind when she used to be one, a witch. But the paranoia didn't stop her from eyeing a hot dude who kept trying to revive a dead flower bu
Suspense they say is thrilling but also pretty terrific. We are at the brink of it all, we are the most influential and powerful family yet we currently sit at the mercy of Bastiana while she enjoys the torture she is meting to us."Defeating an ancient warlock won't be easy and to be two steps ahead. We need a seer." She took Dad's hands and they both rose together.A proud smile was on dad's face and there was silent jubilation in our eyes. We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically."And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body."I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans.Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till he
#cemetery##supernatural world##Dark magic vs action#Why subject yourself to that screaming banshee?♥Elena's POV♥Lilium candidium, the botanical name of white lily which is popularly known as the cemetery plant grew around the graveyard and blossomed into beautiful flowers which symbolized the innocence that has been restored to the soul of the departed.The blossom opened as if each flower were a book-- a book that was more sculpted divinely than written, the ink infusing into the petals to give them their soft glow while the flowers gave a subtle aromatic fragrance to the graveyard.The moment the warlock made his appearance, their once beautiful petals curled at the edge from Lucindo's black magic. Already their stalks are limp and when I bent to pick some up, their head withered with gravity towards the ground and they remained dry and dead. The dead petals could only symbolize something. Either Lucindo is toxic or he has a de
Now, mom had fully shifted to a white wolf with shining silver furs and eyes. She looked helpless since she was bounded by magic and the same thing is applicable to Cedric and Hilda."You know, I have thought of nine hundred and ninety nine ways to kill you over the millennium, Cedric." He snapped his fingers and candles were lit with fire that burned brighter than I had ever seen all over the cemetery. He pulled out a blade and pierced the snake right from the tail upward before throwing it inside the fire."And this was the whack idea you came up with? It's too bad you are this dumb considering the fact that you are over a thousand years old." Dad snickered."Killing your father would have been pointless, so it occurred to me to kill the son that aided him and the seeds of your loins." Lucindo inhaled sharply."Eew!" I scoffed. "You know when you put it that way it makes me want to gag." I scrunched my face up in disgust."Oh, poor sweet soul! You wi
#Supernatural world##The Quarter##Stormy July#Am I going to get a hug or an orgasm?Elena's POVIt is the beginning of July and this month often comes with a confident wind, rousing the trees into a vortex of dance as a slight breeze dominated the atmosphere, year in year out since timely memorial. Normally the sky at this time would be filled with chirping birds and warm sun rays, but this is a new month and it's time to kiss summer goodbye.Usually, a rainy season comes with an invitation to rest, relax, and enjoy the cool weather but peace and serenity seem like a foreign words right now. Even as I peer outside my window, humans are seen racing across the busy street with umbrellas as they try to prevent the drizzling of rain from staining their outfits. Every human on the street has a worried face as they struggle to make it through their various destinations. Be it school or work. One thing is common today among all the creatures, everyone
The lavender scent from the lighted candles in the living room brought a sense of ease each time I was within the four walls. It has a beige and cream-colored theme with a cracking furnace that has served the quarter for a millennium of years.The tiles are a perfect blend of black and white and it compliments the entire nude coloured living room. The white curtains are parted side by side to give a panoramic view of the street.My parents are situated at a far corner of the room and I watched with interest when mom stood up and walked towards me with a smile on her face."Where is Hilda?" I furrowed my brows at dad."I sent her on a mission to inform the northern vampires, the council about Lucindo.""You won't believe they think I'm mad!" Mom's eyes widened in panic and she pressed her slender fingers on my face."Do I look mad to you?" Her blue eyes peered into my black orbs and I narrowed my eyes at her, trying to understand where all of that was co
#The quarter##supernatural world ##seventy-two hours ultimatum #This is a suicide mission!!!Elena's POVApprehension was one of my favorite words as a child. I can vividly recollect being praised by my human tutor in school for using such a long word in the right way. Now as a teenager, I hate to admit it as an emotion because it churns my stomach badly. I certainly and absolutely hate feeling this way.We stopped at the parking lot of the royal quarter to pick a car but Cass got too excited and wanted to drive the most expensive car there so he could cross out that task from his bucket list.We unlocked a Bugatti la Voiture Noire in the colour dopest black and some seductive hint of red to highlight the car. The car is brand new and has sat in the parking lot for quite some time now with nobody to use it. It sits as if it were formed from flowing metal, aquatic, yet feminine with its curves."We are on a schedule and we need the fastest c
The building of the book store is in a state of ruins; a huge dilapidated mess with growing moss as the ornamental plant that designed the walls, making it a beautiful decayed mess.Cass led me forward and opened the entrance door to let me in first, I gave him a polite smile in response and stepped in. The inside is like a wall of ancient volumes, the bookshelves looked surprisingly strong and had the capability to hold a hundred books and more. The woods looked like it was carved by a profound lover of literature.The architectural design of the inside is Victorian, the stairs were obviously built first, arching like the end of a cat's tail before ascending to the first floor. The inside is warm and inviting compared to the dingy outlook. Books that ranged from the ancient trilogy, erotic, motivational, science, and bibles were arranged in a relaxed vertical position. Upon closer inspection, I could see scratches, the wood was a little paler where it had dinged. I touche
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
#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.
Sunbeam 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,
#Alaska##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 ti
♥Suzy's POV♥Usually I'm not always one to get involved in things that don't concern my life, my family, and Elena, but seeing Amanda trying so hard to get Hilda to bury the hatchet made me want to contribute although I can't tell if it's because of her alluring beauty or her soft voice but the fact remains unchanged and that is she is willing to make amends so Hilda should give her the benefit of the doubt and move on with her."When I screamed harder, I meant the sex and not the entire relationship, Amanda, you fucked me up." Hilda paced around her room, throwing things around and breaking fragile objects like the painting of a mermaid in ceramic porcelain we got from china two hundred years ago and that hurt me to my bone marrow."And that is why I will always apologize, I'm sorry Hilda, at least invite me in so you can see that I have changed." Her tender baritone pleaded."I don't invite cunning foxes to my home, leave my window side and let me
#Factions conflict##California##factory duels#Let me remind you why they call me that dark lord, have you ever been skinned alive?♥Elena's POV♥The day was dwindling by and the sunset was finally escaping. It blossoms upon the cloud like a sweet wild clover bloom with a flourish of romance. The sky tinges a vibrant orange glow and a glossy gold upon the horizon as the evening casts her dusky gown."C'mon everyone, hurry into my brand new whip!" Hilda beckoned on everyone as we exited the quarter. "Nice whip!" Tiana said as she caressed the cream-colored car that must have cost thousands of dollars. "I know right!" Hilda grinned, revealing her white translucent pair of teeth."Wow! Hilda, did you buy a Lamborghini Urus? She is gorgeous." I took a step back slowly to admire the car. The details of the car screamed of pure grandeur. The tyre was well crafted with layers of shar
The quarter was as silent as a graveyard when we stormed in around 6:05 pm. Hilda was feeding on a flute of blood and her hands were balled into fists."I know you are stressed at the moment but two emotions aid a supernatural to feed of the strength of the beast from within." Suzy walked towards Hilda and raised her chin to face her."Fear of the unknown and anger." I butted in, clearing the junks on a table, and inserted the printed diagram on the table with a thud."So you can either choose to sulk all day or assist us in talking sense into Cedric to release the people he stole from each faction." Suzy raised her hair up and packed them in a messy bun."What the hell happened?" Hilda tilted her head and from the look she gave, we had piqued her interest."Your lunatic of a dark lord kidnapped a kid from each faction to murder as a punishment to yesterday's abrupt end of the dinner." Tiana stormed in with her gigantic head tie flying all over the place.
#The Quarter##Los_Angeles##The supernaturals#When I screamed harder, I meant the sex and not the entire relationship♥Elena's POV♥Once upon a time in a city named Los-Angeles, an explosion of heatwave erected in the air making every individual both supernatural and human squirmish and sweaty and that invited a long and lazy restlessness to the summer days. People paraded the city in wide-brimmed hats and kept trouping into the bar to order for iced drinks and liquors.The bar was stuffy and filled with people drinking, chatting and laughing excitedly. The bar was named Thunderbolt and it reminded me of a comic cartoon from nickelodeon that comprised of a supernatural family called Thunder Man. Suzy and Hilda were both dressed in jeans bum shorts while Suzy had her blouse buttons removed to expose her bosoms. We all sat in front of the barman and drank away the late afternoon that led to early evening. The air conditioner was on but it felt ineffective as a resu
That rug, that stupid old filthy rug, had seen more dancing shoes than a ballroom. It was where we twirled, everyone with everyone, the music escaping from every open window and door. Once the colour of cherries, now it told an earthy tale of love and laughter, of more good times than anyone is ever promised. I watched as compelled humans replaced it with a brand new black rug which will be starting its chapter with us tonight.The walls were scrubbed clean of dry crusty blood that has become a stain on the beige and cream coloured walls. The furnace burned brighter and food ranging from baked buffalo chicken wings, peel and eat shrimp with barbecue spices, teriyaki wings, crab cakes with horseradish cream, caramelized onion dips, and fresh fruit juice and soda sat gallantly on the dining table. Humans dressed smartly in a well-tailored white shirt with pants suspenders stood by the table angles with one bread knife on one hand and a glass cup on the other.Soft music diff