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Unknown POVI like to think of myself as an ordinary girl, although my family is NOT ordinary. And don’t get me started about their expectations.I’m the daughter of the Greatest Hunter in the world. His words, not mine. He thinks I am just as extraordinary as he is. Please… I am an okay fighter on a good day, but I’m not a hunter. At least, not a hunter of creatures of the night, or creatures of the moonlight, or (God forbid!) creatures of the wind… I was taught that they’re all evil beings, who hunt humans and torture them just to give in to their sick pleasure.Werewolves, vampires, dragons, and witches: the four most dangerous supernatural creations. All hunters are told the same story from childhood. We were given the honor to be able to hunt them, spy on them, and deal with them.Oh, I almost forgot! My father has a delusion that there will be a hunter who will become, the biggest, the greatest, and the most powerful of all hunters, who can destroy all supernaturals. It sounds cr
Unknown POV It was darkness surrounding me. No… I was in a dark place. My heart just couldn’t accept that. My mind knew what I should do but deep down I felt… conflicted. He was the killer of my father, my aunt, and uncle, and my foolish cousins. People I know since I was born, were no more. Our entire clan was wiped out of this world. A prestigious clan that hunted supernatural creatures. Night Raven Hunters… gone for good. And here I was on my wedding day, planning to kill him. He caused this, he did this to me. I was blinded by revenge when I found out what happened. I still remember my father’s dead body on the wall inside his office, nailing his hands down through his wrists, and his feet through his ankles. An arrow over his forehead, and around his head. Like his attackers played a game… Or my mother’s lifeless form on my father’s desk, her skirt pulled up by her hips. Exposed to the world to the intimate parts of her body. Bloody, and white with seminal fluids and a huge red
Rick POV I am so high up, an ordinary person wouldn’t see what is under this building. But I’m not ordinary. My vision is one of a kind, so I can even see rats, and also ants. This is the tallest fucking skyscraper in this lousy city. Well, it’s not Burj Khalifa, or Taipei 101, or not even close in height to New York’s Empire State Building, but when you got a job, you have to make the best of it. I look up at the sky which is full of stars, with no clouds anywhere in sight. The moon is up, big and so fucking tempting than those eyes with a purple rim around the globes. I sigh and shake my head. Why do I remember her all of a sudden? It was so fucking long ago. It was like another lifetime. Like my whole life was just a blur after her. Life… do I even call this life? During the day, I am the most damn gentleman with the most elegant suit on, and smiling and shaking hands with those hypocrites all the time. But at nighttime, I am that fucking nightmare you’ve only ever seen in your de
Eliza POV As I stand before my mirror and do my celebratory make-up I cannot help but think about what I saw last night. It was breaking dawn, but still, it was dark and I saw something or should I say, someone. Maybe, it's just exhaustion from constantly running from one workplace to another, but it felt somehow... familiar. I shake my head and focus my mind on the present, where I go out and have some fun since I found out I will have a meeting at this famous filmmaking company to discuss the script I finished in the last two weeks. And fun I mean walking alone in the nearby park and drinking a cinnamon latte, occasionally I buy a pie. So, it's not too fancy but since I have no friends or family members, it's the only fun I get. Do you want to know why am I all alone in this big world? Well, the thing is I was only 8 years old when I got into an orphanage due to the fact I have amnesia. I have no memory of who I really am or who I belonged to before then. I didn't even remember
Eliza POV Every time I think about Abigail and how we parted, it makes my heart ache. She was a real mother figure to me, but Carl's disgusting methods destroyed our relationship. I had to move on. I'm still looking at myself in the mirror and I see a tear escaping. As I wipe it away with my index finger, I heave a sigh. It's always a bitter feeling thinking back. Every time I think I'm over it, I realize I just can't move forward. I can't because we didn't really have closure and it aches my heart I can't help her. Doing my makeup again, my mind wandering to the 'thing' I saw last night. It's really like my mind playing a trick on me. I woke up after having the nicest dream in a long time. I was in the arms of that man I had seen in my nightmares before, but he was somehow different. He was gentle, firm, and oozed male power and sexiness. He was confident when he touched me, but not once was rude. He just... made me feel like I matter. Like I am the most precious thing he had in
Eliza POVHave you ever watched 'Big Hero 6'? Well, if not you should do it. This movie is about a boy, Hiro, who lost his big brother and trying to cope with reality. He accidentally activates his brother's healthcare companion, a robot, called Baymax. It wants to help him overcome his brother's loss. Every time I watch it, I am a sobbing mess. The bond between them becomes so deep in the end, Hiro gets attached. Although at first, it was because of his brother, at the end of the movie he sees him as a friend who became an important person in his life.I guess a deep connection between them, what I lack in my life and what I truly crave. People are not compassionate towards me and only a few care. Every time someone looked at me, it was like I didn't get the memo of myself. Of what I was. It really did feel like I don't deserve to live. To be honest, it does not feel like a life, but only existence. I don't know how others live, but what I have now I had to fight for it with everyth
Unknown POVI fisted my hand around her hair and thrust hard into her mouth. She gagged many times but it just made me more violent. Tears came out of her eyes, her face red from my slaps, and her lips were swollen from my hard cock. This little bitch was good in bed. She despised me but it just made this game so much more appealing to me."No... grrr... more... aahhh... it... gah... hurts" - she told me a thousand times but I didn't care. It made me harder if my partners were in pain. I used this witch as many times as I desired her because she was bratty but also hated me so much, and always had some smartass reply for me. "Shut the fuck up!" - I growled at her and pumped my hips even harder and faster than before. "You know... ahh... it just makes me... more... ah... fucking crazy about it. - groaned every other word. That is how good she was. It also helped she was a gorgeous fucking slut and I enjoyed torturing and using her.I saw her eyes full of pain and I just couldn't stop
Eliza POV It's dark. Suffocating, eerily calm, haunting... I feel many emotions again. There are some I cannot place. But they feel... familiar? Familiar, but strangely, it's like those are not mine. I feel my body floating slowly... somewhere. I don't know if it's forward, backward, North, or South. I just feel my body is going somewhere. I don't know how much time passed but I saw a little light above my head. My body suddenly stops, then something strange happens. It's like my body is vanishing. I look at my hands and they are half seen-through. I can still feel them but these are shimmering away. I close my eyes, thinking that's my end. I don't feel pain, I'm just disappearing... I won't be missed. Not even by Abigail. Even though I sent her money over the last few years, it didn't go through the last few months. She must have hated me so much, she didn't want to do anything with me. I sigh, feeling my eyes tearing up, but no tears coming out. Another strange phenomenon here
Rick POV Well, fuck it is... "And what exactly do you mean by that?" - I ask, hoping I can avoid it somehow. "She will be your death. You will die. You cease to exist... shall I continue?" - she asks irritated. "I know what doom means, thank you very much!" - I answer sarcastically. - "What I meant is what will happen? What causes it?" - Is there a way to avoid it? I didn't dare to ask. She would think I am a wuss. She looks at me like I have just grown two heads. She takes a deep breath like I just annoy her. She slowly lowers her eyes to my chest then back at my face and eyes. I see a flicker of confusion in her opal eyes, then it disappears. "How did you get that scar?" - she asks "How do you know I have a scar?" - I ask back. We look straight into each other's eyes. As if we're challenging each other. She then closes her eyes and smoothes her hand through her hair. "Not that is any of your business, but since I owe you..." - she trails off as it causes her some kind of a pa
Rick POV I'm closer to this cave with every heartbeat. The Seer's hideout is not something I should take lightly. She's guiding me, but still, I'm tested in this fog. I was never afraid of anything. At least, not anymore. But this fog gives me chills to the bone. My senses are not working here, only my instincts. You know the feeling, you're trapped inside a room, 'cause the lock is not opening and you start to feel overwhelmed? Now, this is a feeling I am not comfortable with. I even get visions about my past - especially my biggest regrets. I try to shrug them away but they keep coming. My vampire side feels really anxious. That word I never knew would ever use to describe it. My stoic, calm, and prideful vampire side suddenly mirrors my uncertainty. And Eugene went into slumber. I stop for a minute because that picture just came into mind is devastating. That was the moment that destroyed me. Completely and utterly. This particular event happened when Beth died. The sheer pa
Eliza POV The last two days went like a blur. After the moment I read that letter I couldn't sleep even for a minute. I dozed off here and there, but I am so stressed about that mysterious message I can't think about anything else. I am at the college's camera room and observe all the monitors cautiously. There was not even a burglary in here before, but I should be careful. I don't know who sent it and I don't know how much they know about me. I can't express how much I fear for my life, although sometimes I feel it would be better without me, still, even the thought of dying right now is so tremendous, I start shaking in my seat. I try to take calming breaths, I try to shut my mind but nothing helps until an image pops up in my head. An image of that asshole of a lord who called me a wrench. My fear suddenly turns to anger and I just want to smack his head to make me feel this insecure again. I know I am not an extraordinary person, or even have a beautiful body, but I stayed
Eliza POV "Women introduce themselves first before they slip into my bed." - he says coldly, his eyes not leaving mine. I'd smack him in the face but he brought me here, so I should be thankful. I should be, but I don't feel that at all. I am so mad, I can't help the reply that slips out of my mouth. "And men ask permission before they undress me!" - I say angrily. "It means, it happened before?" - he asks, seemingly expressionless but I feel he's just making fun of me. "No!" - I"m glaring at him. I want to stand up, but the moment I pull the cover from myself I feel cold and when I look at my legs I realize, I only have this tiny thing on me. "Where are my things? My purse and my clothes?" - I ask him embarrassed and quickly cover myself again. "Why? Didn't you just say men need to ask permission to undress you?" - he asks in the same cold tone and slowly steps closer to me. Instinctively I pull the cover higher, trying to hide. "Don't come any closer!" - but he doesn't car
Rick POV ~~~~ A FEW DAYS AFTER HE MET HIS MATE ~~~~ Eugene is driving me crazy. I don't know how but my wolf didn't shut up since we met that girl. I swear I miss the months he didn't speak. He almost took control of my body because he wanted to hold his mate. I feel something is not right in this equation. Every time I have a little bit of hope, things turn out to be dangerous. I mean, more dangerous than usual since I am the one who brings death to others. Why do I feel that this girl will be my death? I refuse to believe in fairy tales, a beast like me doesn't deserve a second chance. And I was fucked over the last time a mate showed up in my life, so... thanks, but no, thanks. My life is complicated, and I don't need another female to compromise my accomplishments. Speaking of females... Diana tried to make contact with me, even came to that meeting where her father, my Uncle, and I tried to smooth things over. She made everything worse. I realized she manipulates her fathe
Hello Lovely Readers! The last two days I had so many things to do, I couldn't update anything. But since I promised I felt at least I give you the schedule I was long overdue. This week I'm still at home, so I will try to write every day at least 1 chapter. Tomorrow I will give you 2 to make up for the past few days. But starting next week, I will go back to work and my schedule will definitely drop. My job requires me to be there 12 hours a day and 4 days in a week. Or more if I have to do overtime. So that is why I dare not promise more than 3 chapters a week since I don't know how tired I will be. If I have a good day, maybe I wrote 2, but mostly 1 chapter a day for 3 days. I'm sorry if it's a disappointment but until I can change my daily job I have to compromise somehow. Until then, you can ask me anything and I will answer it, except if it's a spoiler... ;) I hope you enjoy reading this story of mine and give me your thoughts about it. I'd really appreciate it. And if
Rick POV After I came back to my senses, I walked toward her and stopped in front of her. I didn't know if I believe this turn of events. Suddenly the room alongside my mind seemed to have a little space. When she calmed down, she just sat in the chair, and stared, lost in thoughts. I went to grab the wine and poured her a glass and for me a whiskey. I sat down on the other chair and looked back at her. Now, I am sitting in my chair, and trying to figure out what is she trying to tell me. She's sitting with pulled-up legs, and sipping her wine. "Are you feeling better now?" - I ask her, gentler than before but still, it may seem cold to others. She looks back at me, smiling, but that smile doesn't reach her eyes. Now she looks like an innocent little girl and for the first time since I met her, I don't find anything sexy about her. Don't get me wrong, she's still that beautiful woman but now, she doesn't feel like she needs to seduce me, the atmosphere is changed between us. "I h
Rick POV I slowly lift her up from the bed, my hand on her neck tightens. She gasps, her grip on my wrist loosens for a second, but after that, I see the determination in her eyes, and grips me harder. I pull her face closer to me. "What do you want from me?" - I ask her coldly, and her eyes widen in fear. "I... I just... I need you" - she whimpers in my hand. My grip on her throat is getting more robust than before. "LIAR!" - I snarl at her face. She's visibly choking but still holds onto my hand with both of her hands. "Please..." - she begs - "I tell... you... everything..." - she has tears welling up in her eyes - "I really... need... you..." - that moment her hands drop beside her, and her eyelashes are closing. I realize I choked her too much, so I release her neck and she falls on the bed. She doesn't move, but I hear her heart beating wildly and her breaths are slow but steady. Great, she fainted. I go back to the bar, pour another glass of whiskey for myself and sit b
Rick POV I underestimated her ability. I met her 3 times in the last 2 days and we ended up fucking. When I was around her I forgot what I wanted and acted like I was in haze. But I wasn't bitten by her, I would remember and I even checked in the mirror. I needed to speak to Eliana to lessen Diana's power over me. I remember a pink fog before I end up like a fucking dog in heat. Every fucking time! I got a potion that lessens the effect of her power for a while, I hope I would be able to talk to her before her ability overpowers the potion. The worst thing is I still wasn't able to get off. The last time I was close but she passed out before I relieve myself. And necrophilia isn't my thing, so I left her room frustrated. And yet again, I'm here before her door, contemplating what I should do differently this time. I drank the potion 2 minutes ago because according to Eliana, this potion takes effect immediately. I knocked 2 times when a moaned "Come in" was heard from the ot