Her purple hair flew to her face when the night wind swept over her skin, she rapped her ringed knuckles before starting the futuristic hi–tech bike she'd owned. Even during the carnage, she'd been able to rescue something that stood as a reminder of what the future once had. Surely that was an abomination to the vampires but she'd properly gotten rid of any one of them who'd spotted her with it. Killing a vampire was not an easy task, but luckily, the moment they resurfaced, hunters came and selected a few humans from the bloodline of hunters and she was one of them. The symbol on her back and her family medallion hanging down her neck was a solid proof of it. "Just hit the mutherfucker already!" Cheyenne's voice boomed on the other end of the ear pod plugged into her earlobes. Killing a newborn vampire or a fledgling was easy but the man standing a few meters away from her was no fledgling. He was one of the first ancients who'd led the massacre of humans. He stood transfixed, fo
Nyx squinted her eyes in the lowly lit room, gasping when her eyes finally adjusted to the view of the room. Large red drapes surrounded the whole room, the chandeliers burning with candles. Large black plush rugs splayed on the floor. Suddenly she felt the soft fluffy quilt on her skin she jumped down the bed. "I see you have awoken,"A voice and a person she hadn't realized was in the room startled her she let out a shrill scream before lunging back on the bed. "Where...where am I?!" Dipping her hand into the pant of her combat boot, she noticed all of her weapon had been missing. A male walked out of the looming shadows, his hair in a low ponytail, he had a black trouser on with brown shirt. When he neared, she let out another scream. "You! Where is this?! Why am I here with you?! What have you done to my shit?!" The next thing she felt was her back being pressed into the bed, he looked pissed—not the kind of pissed when she cut his head off, this pissed was on another level.
He'd changed into something much more befitting before heading for the court. He wore a long coat jacket that made a cut just beneath his waist, he hadn't endeavored to button the suit, showing his solid hard chest. His hair was let down, slightly parted in the middle and his neck adorned with a black thin spiked choker. They all rose when he stepped into the court, bowing with respect he acknowledged them with a nod. He let his eyes settle to their proper shade of golden before sliding into the chair at the head of the table the whole court followed en suit. He leaned, rubbing his ringed knuckles before grabbing an apple out of the fruit basket. "We heard you've found your she," a curious brunette with blood red lips asked. He merely waved it off with a chuckle, "rumors do spread fast, don't they?""A hunter, they say." A man, an elder to be precise spoke. He growled at his misfortune. Verily he hadn't waited for ages to end up with a little demon who'd despised him just as much a
If she had thought he was willing to let her leave, then she was highly mistaken. Draven had other plans in mind for the little minx. He eagerly awaited, anticipating her moves and clearly enjoying her suffer. She reeled forward on her feet, swinging the blade gracefully through the air, she lunged at him, what had happened next was a total blur.In a swift he'd shrugged the blades out of her hands, had her back to the wall with his cold pale fingers wrapping itself firmly around her neck. Nyx gasped at the intrusion she fought, struggling to break free from his grasp."what are you... what are you doing?" She rasped.He hummed a melodic tone before his icy wet tongue darted out to lick behind her ears, earning a shudder from her then she stopped to move. "amazing, isn't it? What tricks the bond plays with the mind. A moment ago, you would kill to be out of my grasp, now, now bug, don't you just feel the need to have me touch you?" His cold breath fanned against her neck, intensifying
Nyx gazed at the room Zurie had taken her; decked with a bright shade of wallpaper, victorian furnitures a queen sized bed and large velvet drapes.She watched the wick of the candles slowly burn to cast a dimly lit glow on the room, pulling at the damned piece of clothing the vampire had made her change into. Spotting the entrance to the bathroom she inwardly thanked Zurie for letting her share her room.Feeling an ounce of relief when it seemed like he'd eventually forgotten about her for a while. Reaching for the faucet, she turned it on, letting the surprisingly warm water cascade all over her body that had begun to scream out its exhaustion.Once she was done, she wrapped the neatly folded towel firmly around her body before sprawling herself over the clean bed, curling up into a ball and slowly feeling the cold grip of tiredness drag her deep into the abyss of slumber. †††Nyx felt soft pair of hands shaking her awake, with eyelids still heavy from sleep, she fought to keep them
Wearing a wide grin, Callan had strutted out of the room, leaving her at the mercy of a now fuming vampire lord. He stalked forward, eyeing her with disdain and displeasure. “Have you now retorted to throwing yourself an any man that crosses your path?”She frowned in annoyance, “What?! Do I fucking look like a slut to you?”He grinned wickedly, liking the fact that he got to her like he'd hoped to. Deriving pleasure from her annoyance, the expression on her face and her gritted teeth evidence of her patience hanging on by a thread.“You seem comfortable talking to another man.”“Not my fault you don't know how to hold a sensible conversation.”He held her gaze, his eyes holding an unfathomable expression he closed the distance between them in a swift, lifting her off the ground to the desk settling at the end of the room she gasped, hitting at his chest.“Let me go!”He laughed, crimson bleeding into his irises and his fangs glinting with delight. Wrapping her legs around himself he
Draven paced his room, his body shuddering and recoiling when his annoyance boiled and fizzled inside of him. He saw red, his vision hazy with wild unbridled anger.When the pet he was supposed to feed on walked in with a collar on her neck he blurred towards her, strapping her in a swift to his bed. His body curled around her like a predator would to it's prey, his fangs finding purchase in the skin at her neck she moaned from his bite, eyes rolling to the back of her head.It was the pleasure before the agony. Hot blinding pain shot through her a loud cry parted her lips her body trembled, instantly going into shock. Her body convulsed under his hold when he continued to drag her blood into his mouth his hands firmly holding her in place.“My lord! You'll kill her!”Zurie cried out from where she stood, watching the whole painful ordeal.Draven's gaze shot towards her direction he hissed continuing on with his onslaught on the poor girl he'd nearly drained to the point of death.The
In the next minute they stood right in front of a door at the other end of the hallway. Zurie gave a few knocks before the large mahogany doors creaked open.Callan's body shrouded the doorway as he leant forward, his eyes twinkling with amusement when she hurriedly curtsied.“Lord Callan,”His plump lips curled back in a smile, “You know I can hear you from across the hallway. You could have just come inside instead.”“That would be highly disrespectful of me to enter a lord's chambers without a proper knock.”His head whipped to the side, like he'd just noticed her since they arrived. He scrutinized her appearance, his eyes dwelling a little longer on hers before he stepped back inside to allow them room.The room was an exact replica of the self proclaimed vampire king, save for the slight difference which was the purple drapes, a contrast to his velvety ones.When they'd settled in, Zurie held unto the leash she'd attached to her collar, holding her hand out as she spoke.“I would
A vampire asserting his claims on her like she was some little plaything to be owned was the last thing Nyx ever thought possible to excite her but when the words left his lips she had realized that she'd wanted nothing more than to be owned by them, shared between both brothers, used for their pleasure. Deep down inside, she somehow enjoyed the degradation, the humiliation Draven provided and it scared her.Some few weeks ago, she had been one of the most ruthless vampire hunter, her name topped the charts for her hatred towards their kind, they didn't matter, to her, they were just parasites that needed to be exterminated. Fast forward to some weeks later, here she was, leashed to Callan's bed like a dog awaiting his instructions.Callan had left her to herself, sometime during the night, they both couldn't sleep, one watching the other like a hawk would to his prey, while the other's wariness wouldn't stop the frantic beating of her heart. This wasn't the way she had envisioned the
Nyx sat pondering hard on what the sinfully beautiful vampire had just said. This wasn't the way she had envisioned their conversations to go, but she also couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards him. Heck, she would have happily obliged his every whims of she was his ‘She’ and not Draven's. Even the mere thought of the name made her skin crawl with disgust. She hated the vampire so much and would do anything to make him suffer even if it meant siding with his brother to bring him eternal torture. He had thrown her to the wolves! Made her a pet to be used and discarded the moment he made her an additional collection in his barn. But as much as she wanted to see to his torment, she also couldn't help but think this was a very bad idea.He was the king, and although his brother coveted the crown, he was still in charge here. She couldn't tell how powerful Callan was in the blood sucking hierarchy, but from the little intro he had just given her, he was obviously far back behind
“If Draven has such powerful support, don't you think it's a bad idea to want the throne? Especially if your father handed it over himself.”He stared up, lost in thoughts for a brief moment. He rubbed at his temple, smoothing the edge of his collared shirt."You're right, little bird. It is an absolute bad idea. My father did try to keep me hidden. More out of shame and embarrassment than our of love."“You said he loved your mother.” she quipped hesitantly.“He did. Once. Her remains in an urn decking his room was enough proof he once loved her.”Nyx gasped, clasping her hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds that nearly came out as a shriek from surprise. He let them kill her? All to please a goody-two-shoes vampire royalty?!“I'm so sorry...Did he–”“–No. Under the queen's command, Draven burned her on a funerary pyre after years of torture. She'd first had to die repeatedly by drowning when she had her wrapped in silver cage and thrown down the lake.” he cackled, his eyes shifti
Nyx continued to stare at Callan even as he rested leisurely on the sofa in the room. The mere act enough to irritate her as they both engaged ina staring contest. His head fell back, his hair dancing wildly around him.“What's your story, love?” he inquired.“Mm?”He gave her one of his cheeky smiles, “Your story. Indulge me on the little details.”She shrugged, adjusting herself at the edge of the bed where she sat. She wondered what he was playing at this time.“I don't have a story. But, even if I did have one, I'm not sharing with you.”He chuckled. His deep timbre voice resounding through the room melodiously. Crimson bled into his irises with a mix of amusement dancing in them. “Come on, now, little bird. Everyone has a story.” he sighed this time, “I know you're not comfortable being around me because I'm a vampire and quite frankly, my brother is a bad portrayal of my kind. Typical vampire tyrant, I tell you. I do understand your plight but I'm a little hurt you see us in th
In the next minute they stood right in front of a door at the other end of the hallway. Zurie gave a few knocks before the large mahogany doors creaked open.Callan's body shrouded the doorway as he leant forward, his eyes twinkling with amusement when she hurriedly curtsied.“Lord Callan,”His plump lips curled back in a smile, “You know I can hear you from across the hallway. You could have just come inside instead.”“That would be highly disrespectful of me to enter a lord's chambers without a proper knock.”His head whipped to the side, like he'd just noticed her since they arrived. He scrutinized her appearance, his eyes dwelling a little longer on hers before he stepped back inside to allow them room.The room was an exact replica of the self proclaimed vampire king, save for the slight difference which was the purple drapes, a contrast to his velvety ones.When they'd settled in, Zurie held unto the leash she'd attached to her collar, holding her hand out as she spoke.“I would
Draven paced his room, his body shuddering and recoiling when his annoyance boiled and fizzled inside of him. He saw red, his vision hazy with wild unbridled anger.When the pet he was supposed to feed on walked in with a collar on her neck he blurred towards her, strapping her in a swift to his bed. His body curled around her like a predator would to it's prey, his fangs finding purchase in the skin at her neck she moaned from his bite, eyes rolling to the back of her head.It was the pleasure before the agony. Hot blinding pain shot through her a loud cry parted her lips her body trembled, instantly going into shock. Her body convulsed under his hold when he continued to drag her blood into his mouth his hands firmly holding her in place.“My lord! You'll kill her!”Zurie cried out from where she stood, watching the whole painful ordeal.Draven's gaze shot towards her direction he hissed continuing on with his onslaught on the poor girl he'd nearly drained to the point of death.The
Wearing a wide grin, Callan had strutted out of the room, leaving her at the mercy of a now fuming vampire lord. He stalked forward, eyeing her with disdain and displeasure. “Have you now retorted to throwing yourself an any man that crosses your path?”She frowned in annoyance, “What?! Do I fucking look like a slut to you?”He grinned wickedly, liking the fact that he got to her like he'd hoped to. Deriving pleasure from her annoyance, the expression on her face and her gritted teeth evidence of her patience hanging on by a thread.“You seem comfortable talking to another man.”“Not my fault you don't know how to hold a sensible conversation.”He held her gaze, his eyes holding an unfathomable expression he closed the distance between them in a swift, lifting her off the ground to the desk settling at the end of the room she gasped, hitting at his chest.“Let me go!”He laughed, crimson bleeding into his irises and his fangs glinting with delight. Wrapping her legs around himself he
Nyx gazed at the room Zurie had taken her; decked with a bright shade of wallpaper, victorian furnitures a queen sized bed and large velvet drapes.She watched the wick of the candles slowly burn to cast a dimly lit glow on the room, pulling at the damned piece of clothing the vampire had made her change into. Spotting the entrance to the bathroom she inwardly thanked Zurie for letting her share her room.Feeling an ounce of relief when it seemed like he'd eventually forgotten about her for a while. Reaching for the faucet, she turned it on, letting the surprisingly warm water cascade all over her body that had begun to scream out its exhaustion.Once she was done, she wrapped the neatly folded towel firmly around her body before sprawling herself over the clean bed, curling up into a ball and slowly feeling the cold grip of tiredness drag her deep into the abyss of slumber. †††Nyx felt soft pair of hands shaking her awake, with eyelids still heavy from sleep, she fought to keep them
If she had thought he was willing to let her leave, then she was highly mistaken. Draven had other plans in mind for the little minx. He eagerly awaited, anticipating her moves and clearly enjoying her suffer. She reeled forward on her feet, swinging the blade gracefully through the air, she lunged at him, what had happened next was a total blur.In a swift he'd shrugged the blades out of her hands, had her back to the wall with his cold pale fingers wrapping itself firmly around her neck. Nyx gasped at the intrusion she fought, struggling to break free from his grasp."what are you... what are you doing?" She rasped.He hummed a melodic tone before his icy wet tongue darted out to lick behind her ears, earning a shudder from her then she stopped to move. "amazing, isn't it? What tricks the bond plays with the mind. A moment ago, you would kill to be out of my grasp, now, now bug, don't you just feel the need to have me touch you?" His cold breath fanned against her neck, intensifying