This book is a work of fiction and the characters and institutions mentioned are totally fiction
Journey with Amelia through her unforgettable college experiences as she escapes death several times, falls in love and is faced with the choice to choose between honour and love.
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I could still hear my uncles arguing with my father downstairs as I lay in my bed and pretended to be reading a history text book. It would look good if anyone of my uncles barged in after barely knocking and found me reading -- at least I hoped it would make them support my decision to go to college at the state.
I flipped the pages of the book, something about Christopher Columbus discovering America and blah blah blah, I didn't really care. What I wanted to hear was their decision at the end of the long argument. My father is king so his decision is always final but most times, he tends to let his judgment get swayed by his brothers. I don't like that.
The intercom by my bedside buzzed and I snatched it up immediately, the history book now totally forgotten. It was my father asking me to come downstairs.
I got out of bed and walked over to the mirror to make sure my hair and make up was intact. Even though I was only going downstairs to speak with my father and maybe my uncles, I still had to look good. I was a vampire princess after all. And I did look good in my peach tank top and Ash coloured shorts. My hair was not pinned up in any way and I liked the feeling it caused as it swished behind me when I walked.
My father was lunged on a sofa and my uncles all sat down in couches but they didn't look relaxed at all. I threw on my biggest, 'fakest' smile.
''Hello uncle Richard, uncle Winston, uncle Jeffrey.... Hello father.''
My Father waived away my greeting. ''You say you have been accepted at the state University?''
I nodded. He already knew I had been accepted but he liked to start all his boring long speeches by asking obvious questions, there was a rumour that he had once played at being a lawyer some hundred years before he met and fell in love with my mother.
''I was offered admission at the state University father.'' I prompted when he remained silent. I was trying very hard to remember all I had planned to say, the perfect arguments I had come up with in my head about learning how the outside world behaved or keeping in touch with my human side of the family.
My father got up slowly and picked up a photo of mother that was by the window. He sat down again, looking at it with an odd expression on his face and for a moment, I thought he was going to cry but when his raised his head and his eyes met mine, they were dry.
'' You're still very young Amelia -- even by the human standards. You're only nineteen--''
''And nineteen year old humans are in school Dad. I've been a good girl, I've studied hard at my books and the history of this family. I understand the core values this family stands for. Give me the chance to make you proud in a regular University.''
My Uncle Jeffrey snorted. ''You want a chance to make this family proud and you haven't even learned to hunt yet. You'll starve to death if you were not offered blood on a platter like some damn --''
''Jeffrey!'' My father snapped at my uncle and he kept quiet, before my father continued. ''Amelia, I have decided that you would be allowed to go to this university you have chosen but -- You must keep a low profile and must never try to hunt. My servants would supply you daily with blood. That would be all.''
As I ran up to my room, barely leaving the place civilly, my heart kept racing as I imagined what it would be like staying with humans. My mother was human and I inherited her ability to stay out under the sun, but that was the closest I came to being human. I had been home-schooled by the rest of my vampire cousins and was hardly ever allowed out of the house, while my older cousins, who were several hundred years old enjoyed the nightlife of Los Angeles, going on hunts and night parties and coming home with stories of weird hunts where they had allowed humans to have sex with them before they sucked them dry, or sometimes, my cousins Juliet and Helen gushed about some human they had a crush on, then they both fought over him and to settle the issue, they then decided to suck from him together, leaving his dry corpse for the police to figure out.
I wanted advice from an older sister but being the only child of my parents, I may just have to settle for advice from my cousins and somehow I didn't want lectures on how to make a man say my name as I dried out his veins. I wanted advice on the kind of things to wear to your first class, what to say to the hot boy sitting beside you when he looked your way, regular stuff, I wanted to be a regular kid and I knew my cousins didn't have any advice for regular kids so I didn't tell any of them that I was going off to college.
The truth was that I didn't really want to go off to college. I was afraid. Being a vampire princess meant you didn't need to hunt to survive and I had been home schooled all my life, always playing it safe.
It was like I was niether full vampire nor full human so that I never quite understood what I wanted out of life. And each day, I kept wearing the right clothes and saying the right things. I was Daddy's little girl, and in vampire life, nineteen was nothing, yet -- I couldn't shake off the feeling that maybe, just maybe, I had my mother's mortal life and that I would never be nineteen again.
I wanted to fall in love, to have my heart broken to try out new ideas, to fail, to succeed, I wanted to live and now that the opportunity was finally given to me, I was scared. I was afraid of what might happen if I left the comfort of my house for college but I was more afraid of what might happen if I didn't, if I continued waking each day and, drinking a cup from the bank, reading old text books and sleeping each night. I was afraid of what my life would become if I didn't take a chance, and so I did. I was to leave for college the next week.
AmeliaI was driven up to the varsity in a limo and I half expected the college students to line up to welcome me, their princess but the school hardly noticed my arrival. Freshmen students and their parents were received in a large auditorium were many people I couldn't even remember their names and offices gave countless number of speeches until when I thought I was going to fall asleep in my seat out of boredom, we were shown to our dorms, parents hugged their wide eyed children and cried while some students like me who came alone tried not to look too lost as we tried to find our rooms.I stared up at the room number that was going to be the name of my new home, afraid to enter, scared that if I did, I was making it permanent. I couldn't just run back home to my Daddy when I lost courage. I was so lost in thought, I didn't see the beautiful tall blonde who had come to stand in front of me until she spoke.''Well Daddy's little girl is scared.'' She said mimicking the voice of a li
AmeliaHe hadn't told me his name, yet I was pressed in a dark room into a corner, walled in by the door, the wall and him, letting him do things to me I had once only heard Juliet and Helen talk about and causing me to make strange animal noises.His tongue stroked mine, teasing, showing me the sweetest agony I had ever known and just when I thought he had shown me everything, his fingers started a new rythm on my chest. My gown was half way down now and shame burned my face when he lowered his lips to the exposed skin, but it was pleasure that made me cry out. He muffled my cries with his mouth again and when he brought his lips to my ear it was to whisper ''Keep screaming like that and you'll bring the entire frat party into this room to find out what's going on and for some reason, I don't want you to be discovered half dressed.''I started to apologise but it only ended in a moan as he bit the tip of my ear and then kissed it.My chest was still bare so that when he shifted sligh
AmeliaIt was a week since my encounter with the hot frat guy. He hadn't told me his name, and yet somehow, his face -- the whole of him had been imprinted in my head.Tall, tan, shaggy blond hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen with a body that was fit only for a god. He was the first man to kiss me, to touch me and also the first man to threaten my life.I shivered only thinking about the fact that he could hear every sound around me. How many people was he listening to right now? How many people had he threatened.... or was he only angry with nineteen year old vampires who had the misfortune to come to his school?Even as I asked those questions silently in my head, I knew the answer. He hated vampires and didn't think anything of killing one, I wondered why I was still alive.I took off my clothes and tied a towel around my chest, wondering if he could hear the fabric of my dress as I lifted it above me head -- if he could tell what the sound was. Thinking about that alone bro
AMELIAI came back from class tired and worn out, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed. I could take a short nap. Sleeping in the afternoon didn’t mean I was getting old.It was a standard joke at home that started when I was six and Helen had been reading a bedtime story to me. I had taken a fancy to an old woman who according to the book needed lots of sleep in the afternoon. Having never seen an old person before, I marveled at her gray scanty hair, her wrinkles and how bent she was over her walking stick. My family who were over a hundred years old were still strong and looked young and yet here was this woman who was only eighty looking so feeble. The next day when my father had said he needed to take a nap, I had gotten so scared and shouted ‘are you turning into an old woman Daddy.’ It took a lot of explaining for me to get out of punishment that day, and then after that, it became a family joke – sleeping in the afternoon was for old women.I smiled. Only thinking abou
AMELIAMy days passed uneventfully at the varsity. Hot frat party guy still refused to tell me his name. He still kept draining information from me about my Daddy. I didn’t believe he could come close to killing him and so I answered all of his questions – truthfully. I really don't know how to die -- or so I believe.He still kept up the sexual energy, kissing me at times, touching me in places his hands had no business going to, until I stopped trying to decieve myself. I had a crush on him, a massive one and I think he knew it. I guess it made him feel big and powerful, it made me feel small and powerless.I and Clarrisa had finally gotten to some unspoken understanding of some sorts, she stopped trying to make me talk about frat guy and I stopped stuttering. Most of the times now, she was wrapped up in her romance with one Percy King, I didn’t ask her about him either.I was passing beside the basketball court, already late for an evening class when I saw a two basketball players.
AMELIA We were in a small meeting. Me , frat guy and some of his team. He had a map of my home in Los Angeles spread out in front of him and I tried not to flinch each time he pointed out things and hidden entrances to my home as he talked about his strategy to infiltrate my home and kill my father.‘’So I’ll get in through the front gate inside her limo and I’ll make my way up through the back entrance to the house. And if things go as planned, I’ll be inside the control room in exactly five minutes. You’re going to have only five minutes to take your strategic positions then the cameras and all the security installations are coming on again.’’I tried my best to memorize all he was saying, trying to figure out a way to spoil all their plans without alerting my father. I had a vague idea what my father was going to do to him if he – my father found out, and even with all he had done to me, I couldn’t lie to myself that I wanted him to get hurt.‘’Well I just don’t think we can trust
AMELIA We were in a small meeting. Me , frat guy and some of his team. He had a map of my home in Los Angeles spread out in front of him and I tried not to flinch each time he pointed out things and hidden entrances to my home as he talked about his strategy to infiltrate my home and kill my father.‘’So I’ll get in through the front gate inside her limo and I’ll make my way up through the back entrance to the house. And if things go as planned, I’ll be inside the control room in exactly five minutes. You’re going to have only five minutes to take your strategic positions then the cameras and all the security installations are coming on again.’’I tried my best to memorize all he was saying, trying to figure out a way to spoil all their plans without alerting my father. I had a vague idea what my father was going to do to him if he – my father found out, and even with all he had done to me, I couldn’t lie to myself that I wanted him to get hurt.‘’Well I just don’t think we can trust
AMELIAMy days passed uneventfully at the varsity. Hot frat party guy still refused to tell me his name. He still kept draining information from me about my Daddy. I didn’t believe he could come close to killing him and so I answered all of his questions – truthfully. I really don't know how to die -- or so I believe.He still kept up the sexual energy, kissing me at times, touching me in places his hands had no business going to, until I stopped trying to decieve myself. I had a crush on him, a massive one and I think he knew it. I guess it made him feel big and powerful, it made me feel small and powerless.I and Clarrisa had finally gotten to some unspoken understanding of some sorts, she stopped trying to make me talk about frat guy and I stopped stuttering. Most of the times now, she was wrapped up in her romance with one Percy King, I didn’t ask her about him either.I was passing beside the basketball court, already late for an evening class when I saw a two basketball players.
AMELIAI came back from class tired and worn out, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed. I could take a short nap. Sleeping in the afternoon didn’t mean I was getting old.It was a standard joke at home that started when I was six and Helen had been reading a bedtime story to me. I had taken a fancy to an old woman who according to the book needed lots of sleep in the afternoon. Having never seen an old person before, I marveled at her gray scanty hair, her wrinkles and how bent she was over her walking stick. My family who were over a hundred years old were still strong and looked young and yet here was this woman who was only eighty looking so feeble. The next day when my father had said he needed to take a nap, I had gotten so scared and shouted ‘are you turning into an old woman Daddy.’ It took a lot of explaining for me to get out of punishment that day, and then after that, it became a family joke – sleeping in the afternoon was for old women.I smiled. Only thinking abou
AmeliaIt was a week since my encounter with the hot frat guy. He hadn't told me his name, and yet somehow, his face -- the whole of him had been imprinted in my head.Tall, tan, shaggy blond hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen with a body that was fit only for a god. He was the first man to kiss me, to touch me and also the first man to threaten my life.I shivered only thinking about the fact that he could hear every sound around me. How many people was he listening to right now? How many people had he threatened.... or was he only angry with nineteen year old vampires who had the misfortune to come to his school?Even as I asked those questions silently in my head, I knew the answer. He hated vampires and didn't think anything of killing one, I wondered why I was still alive.I took off my clothes and tied a towel around my chest, wondering if he could hear the fabric of my dress as I lifted it above me head -- if he could tell what the sound was. Thinking about that alone bro
AmeliaHe hadn't told me his name, yet I was pressed in a dark room into a corner, walled in by the door, the wall and him, letting him do things to me I had once only heard Juliet and Helen talk about and causing me to make strange animal noises.His tongue stroked mine, teasing, showing me the sweetest agony I had ever known and just when I thought he had shown me everything, his fingers started a new rythm on my chest. My gown was half way down now and shame burned my face when he lowered his lips to the exposed skin, but it was pleasure that made me cry out. He muffled my cries with his mouth again and when he brought his lips to my ear it was to whisper ''Keep screaming like that and you'll bring the entire frat party into this room to find out what's going on and for some reason, I don't want you to be discovered half dressed.''I started to apologise but it only ended in a moan as he bit the tip of my ear and then kissed it.My chest was still bare so that when he shifted sligh
AmeliaI was driven up to the varsity in a limo and I half expected the college students to line up to welcome me, their princess but the school hardly noticed my arrival. Freshmen students and their parents were received in a large auditorium were many people I couldn't even remember their names and offices gave countless number of speeches until when I thought I was going to fall asleep in my seat out of boredom, we were shown to our dorms, parents hugged their wide eyed children and cried while some students like me who came alone tried not to look too lost as we tried to find our rooms.I stared up at the room number that was going to be the name of my new home, afraid to enter, scared that if I did, I was making it permanent. I couldn't just run back home to my Daddy when I lost courage. I was so lost in thought, I didn't see the beautiful tall blonde who had come to stand in front of me until she spoke.''Well Daddy's little girl is scared.'' She said mimicking the voice of a li
This book is a work of fiction and the characters and institutions mentioned are totally fictionJourney with Amelia through her unforgettable college experiences as she escapes death several times, falls in love and is faced with the choice to choose between honour and love.If you like this book, please like and follow to encourage me the author.###I could still hear my uncles arguing with my father downstairs as I lay in my bed and pretended to be reading a history text book. It would look good if anyone of my uncles barged in after barely knocking and found me reading -- at least I hoped it would make them support my decision to go to college at the state.I flipped the pages of the book, something about Christopher Columbus discovering America and blah blah blah, I didn't really care. What I wanted to hear was their decision at the end of the long argument. My father is king so his decision is always final but most times, he tends to let his judgment get swayed by his brothers.