I could see from the look in her dark green eyes, she knew exactly what I was.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” I responded.
“Sure, you do. You’re a vamp. I sensed you the moment you crossed into town.” She whispered, her voice barely audible over the noise of the few customers in the place.
“I think you’ve been watching too many movies.” I scoffed, trying to continue the ruse that I was human lik
Taylor POV She had appeared, seemingly from nowhere, perched on a barstool at the end of the bar. My amulet had suddenly become hot against my shin and I knew she was supernatural. I ducked down, pretending to situate something under the bar, so I could peak inside my top and see what I was dealing with. I furrowed my brow in confusion. My amulet was red, it was never red. Black meant vamp, golden yellow meant were, white meant fae, occasionally it would be a mix of those colors signifying a hybrid. I took a deep breath to steady myself and stood, making my way to her. “What can I get for ya?”
"Your tattoos look so real" he whispered in awe, tracing his finger over the outline of my retracted wings.Humans were funny, they didn't really believe in us Fae, but they had the expectation that our wings were an external appendage. The reality was we could release or retract them at will, allowing us to blend in with the neighboring kingdoms. I propped myself up on my elbows, allowing my eyes to rake over this Adonis. I had picked him up in a human bar hoping for a fun romp in the hay and he had delivered."I should get going, it's getting late and I have things to do tomorrow." I said, lifting myself from the bed to begin dressing."Well maybe let's exchange numbers and we can do this again," he grinned, "it was fun.""I don't have a phone." I responded flatly, pulling on my boots, "Besides, I know where to find you if I want another roll in the hay"."Off the grid huh? Wow, sexy and mysterious"."That's me." I chuckled, running my finger do
I sat near the fire with my hood up, picking at the rabbit that had been cooked looking at the handful of soldiers with me. It had been five days since Mikah's murder. When I had bolted from his room when my mother confirmed that his wings had indeed been taken, I had run blindly to the barracks to find Xaviar. I knew he would help me enact my revenge plan against the Fire clan, a plan that I needed to complete to assuage my guilt at ignoring my brother's link in his final moments. Xaviar had helped gather a dozen of the most trustworthy soldiers, ones that wouldn't question a stranger joining them on a mission. I had forged orders from my father for Xaviar to pass on. The men were to accompany a hired assassin undetected into the Fire kingdom and were to retrieve Mikah's wings while the assassin eliminated the royal line of the Fire clan. To everyone around the fire, excep
I came to in a cell. My head throbbing from the blow that had knocked me out. I stood up, wanting to see what I could discover about where I was being held. Black spots clouded my vision accompanied by dizziness and an overwhelming need to vomit, forcing me to sit back down with my head between my knees. As I sat there, taking small slow breaths to calm my stomach, electricity filled the room. It felt like lightening was about to strike in my cell, causing the hair on my arms to stand up. "Why are you here?" came a man's voice that sent shivers of excitement to the core of my being. When I didn't respond, I heard him sigh. I chanced a peak and was surprised to find him close to the cell bars, staring at me intently. The light I had seen around him during the fight seemed brighter inside the dark room. Before I knew I had done it, my body had risen and I was standing directly in front of him, only the bars separating us. "Why are you here?" he repeated.
AroGoddess she was beautiful. I was stunned when she threw herself on me in the cells, but I knew she didn't really have a choice either. It had taken all of my willpower not to have her right then and there. My father may have been a cold-hearted, evil bastard, but I was thankful in that moment that his abuse had taught me how to reign in my urges and maintain control always. Fated or not, I don't think she would have ever forgiven me if I had succumbed to the primal need to have her. She had surprised me during the skirmish. The seer had said a band of soldiers was coming to assassinate me, had given the location that would be easiest to subdue them, but he hadn't said anything about a woman. I had seen her glowing before I even landed and knew that if my men hadn't had the situation in hand, I would have been slain while I stared at her. I had reacted i
Miriam I had tossed and turned all night; what little sleep I did get was haunted by my vision of Mikah's last moments. I laid in the king-sized bed, feeling the hollowness in my chest expand. Not all of it was for Mikah, as soon as Aro had closed the door last night I had been hit with a deep ache and longing that only grew the empty feeling in my chest as the night went on. A light knock on the door interrupted my internal cursing of the Goddess for fating me to someone who was not only my enemy but had a reputation for extreme cruelty. "Your highness, I have brought you some fresh clothing." Said a petite woman, entering the room with her arms overloaded with gowns. I moved from the bed intent on helping her, the tiny woman looked like she would topple over at any second due to the massive load of gowns she was carrying. "His majesty has requested your presence for breakfast. We weren't sure what you would like so we took the liberty of selecting several options based on the size
MiriamI don't know why I was surprised to find myself led to a room next to the one I had shared breakfast with Aro in. He has said he was moving me to an adjoining suite to consolidate the guards, increasing security for us both. Still, I had expected to be returned to my original suite when we left the cells. I flung myself face down on the king-sized bed before me. The hollowness in my chest had decided to rear its head, leaving me with a painful emptiness.I wish you were here so I could talk to you Mikah. I thought to myself, knowing full well that I wouldn't be in this situation if my brother hadn't been murdered. I pushed my thoughts out, reaching for my twin, wanting a response I knew wouldn't come. Tears soaked the pillow I had buried my face in, and sobs racked my body. I hadn't been given anything to occupy my time when I was left in the room alone. There was nothing to keep the pangs of loss away. I sobbed until my eyes felt dry and there were no more tears to cry.
AroI was a little hurt when Miriam hadn't answered the door when I knocked. I knew she would need time to realize the rumors about me were just rumors and opted to give her space rather than force her to be around me. I couldn't help coming back to the door adjoining our rooms ever so often though. I needed to be near her. I could hear her laughing with Kira, it eased the ache of longing I felt for her to know that I had chosen the right person to care for her. Kira was a sweet girl. I knew she could comfort Miriam in her grief and would go above and beyond her duty to ensure her happiness. I couldn't help but hope that she would also dispel some of the rumors surrounding my personality.When the need to be near Miriam began to press against the edge of my self-control, I left my room to check on the status of the summit arrangements. Miriam had sent one of her men to the Water kingdom this morning, the guard that escorted her to the cells assured me she seemed confident he wou