Amelia
He 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 slightly, I could feel the cold breeze against the warm skin that had been tortured by his lips, teeth and tongue. My whole body was on fire, I was feeling things I had never felt before. He trailed kisses back up again to find my lips plunching the tip of his tongue into my mouth then he froze. I felt it too, my fangs had come out, sticking abnormally longer than the rest of my teeth and he drew away from me immediately.
He walked over to the light switch to turn on the brighter light and I turned to flee.
''If you take one more step Amelia Rhinehart, I promise you a slow painful death.'' He said in the coldest tone I had ever heard. Not even a vampire had ever managed to sound so cruel, so threatening.
I turned slowly, unwittingly shutting the door as he turned on the lights and my hands went immediately to cover my bare chest. A single raise of an eyebrow had me dropping them again and even though I was a vampire, I could feel my self shivering.
He nodded at my gown. ''You should get dressed.'' I tried to pull up the gown but Clarrisa had made me wear a gown that was two sizes too small she had brought from heaven-knows-where.
He dragged a hand through his hair, the first sign of fraustration I had seen from him. ''If you can't put on the damn gown then leave it and come and sit over here. You and I are going to have a long talk -- nothing I haven't already seen.'' He added, his eyes raking through my bare skin and making my face heat once again as he locked the door and pocketed the key.
I could feel my heart beating erratically as I tried hard to calm down. A thousand 'if onlys' ran through my head. If only I had refused to come to this party, if only I hadn't worn that ridiculous gown, if only I hadn't come upstairs looking for the bathroom, if only I had turned around and fled immediately I saw him with a naked girl, if only my fangs had not chosen today of all days to come out for the first time, if only I were not a vampire.
''Sit down Vampire!'' He commanded and this time when he looked at me, there was nothing but disgust in his eyes.
I made my way over to the love seat in the room, all the while trying to gather my clothes around myself. He groaned in frustration, took off his shirt and tossed it at me. Then he came to sit beside me.
''How many of you are in this school?''
I lifted my chin. I didn't know anything about sex and I could get tongue tied in front of the hottest guy I had ever seen but I was Amelia Rhinehart, daughter of Christopher Rhinehart, vampire royalty and this line of conversation, it was my territory. ''Why would I tell you that?''
He smiled then, a cold calculated smile that actually reached his eyes, turning them a more icy blue. ''Okay. we'll do it your way. If you answer me, I let you live till the next day. If not, let's just say you wouldn't make it back to the party downstairs.''
I tried to master the terror I was feeling. ''You wouldn't try that, murder me right here in this room.--''
''Murder?'' He laughed again. ''You can only murder a human being. You and your people have lived for thousands of years, doesn't it occur to you that you might have lived your share?'' He stood up now and bent down in front of me. ''I'll tell you the meaning of murder. Murder is what you do when you go out at night hunting unsuspecting people. When you steal little children away from lonely streets and suck their life's blood out of them. Murder is what you do when in the midst of having sex, you sink your fangs into an unsuspecting man's neck and slowly drain him of his life. Murder is what you were about to do to me.''
I swallowed painfully, my eyes darting to and fro, looking for the best escape. I didn't tell him that it was my cousins and the rest of my family who were over five hundred years old, I was only nineteen. I didn't also tell him that I had never gone hunting before and that infact, my fangs were actually coming out for the first time. It was better to make him believe I was strong and experienced than for him to believe I was a defenseless nineteen year old vampire, totally at his mercy.
'' You'll have to admit I almost fooled you.'' I said instead, turning on my acting game.
''Into believing you were some innocent girl, fresh from high school? yeah -- almost. You were laying it on a bit too thick though, no one's that stupid and naive.''
I flinched slightly and tried to mask it by raising my chin a bit higher, he actually considered the real me to be stupid and naive. ''So now we've dispensed with the formalities, can you open the door for me and I promise not to murder you right here, you do know that aside from blood sucking, vampires do have special abilities?''
He laughed. ''You know you've actually made me laugh more today than I have in a year.''. Then his expression was serious again. ''Special abilities huh? I'll like to see you try.''
I started to panic once again. Why was he calling my bluff? Did he suspect I was not the ancient calculated vampire I claimed to be?
''Your powers don't work around me. Call that a special ability of my own.''
''But -- but my fangs came out'' I said then blushed furiously, even as I was mad at myself for being embarrassed.
He nodded. ''Yes, your fangs--'' then he shook his head. ''No let's not keep up the pretence about innocence okay, you don't have to keep faking that blush.'' he said and I nodded. how the hell did someone fake a blush?
''Your fangs came out yes,'' he said frowning slightly. ''But that's as far as you can get. Now back to the question I asked, before I change my mind and kill you right here. How many of you are in this school?''
I blew out a breath, feeling defeated. ''Just me.''
''Very unwise of your people.'' He said then searched my eyes with his piercing blue ones. ''If you lie to me Vampire -- ''
''I'm not lying!"
He nodded. ''You wouldn't be doing any hunting in this school Rhinehart.'' He said and it was my turn to nod. He looked suspicious. ''How would you be able to feed?''
''My father's servants would bring me blood daily.''
A flicker of disgust passed through his eyes as he nodded. ''And how would you tell them to start -- sending the blood parcels?''
''I... It's an arrangement that has already been made.''
He nodded a again and brought out a chip from his pocket and pinned it in my hair. ''You will wear this always Vampire or I'll hunt you down and kill you like you never mattered.'' Then he stood up and unlocked the door and I was only to eager to scurry out, yet when I got to the door, he blocked my exit. ''You would not call any member of your family again Rhinehart. That device I pinned on your hair, among other things is a tracker that can listen in on any sound around you. If you call your father or attempt to take it off then..... It's hunting time. Only this time you'll be the one that's hunted down like an animal.''
I nodded and rushed out of the room, almost tripping on my own feet. I knew now why my family had tried to protect me from the real world, it was indeed a wicked world.
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
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.
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
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.