“Hadassah! Wake up.” He called, shaking her gently.Her arm was bleeding which only complicated matters for him, as the smell of her blood began to intoxicate him.He tried hard to push the thought of her blood gushing out of his mind and focus on why her arm was bleeding.He sensed someone beside him and raised his head to see Isabella waving a small vial filled with Hadassah's blood and her claws dripping with it.He stood up immediately, taking a defensive stance.“Special blood, special needs.” She mocked. “Don't worry, I won't hurt her… yet. Liam needs this to heal, but warn your girlfriend that once Liam is fully healed, we're coming for her.” She turned to leave but Aamon spoke.“Why are you doing this to her? She's your best friend! What did Liam promise you?”Isabella walked right up to him, eyeing him with disgust. “Whatever I choose to do and with whom I choose to do it with, is my business. I don't owe anybody an explanation. I'd mind my business if I were you, which I'
Once she pulled into the driveway and turned off the ignition, a hushed silence fell in the car. She sat staring ahead blankly with her hands still on the steering wheel and Aamon also stared ahead blankly.She finally broke the silence with a sigh as she turned towards him. “What are you thinking?” She asked.He looked at her and smiled a little “Nothing much, just that I'm still scared of hurting you. I can't seem to get the thought out of my head.”Hadassah gave his hand a gentle, comforting squeeze as she said, “I don't want you to think about that. The only thing I want you to think about is how much pleasure you gave me. I have no regrets about what happened between us that night. Even with what I now know about the incident that happened, I’d do it all over again if I could.”“You would?” Aamon asked, searching her eyes with his.“I would. I regret nothing.” She reassured. “The only thing I did second guess was whether or not I could continue to love you, but my thoughts have
“Come again?” He asked, sitting up too.“I said I want you to bite me.” She repeated, leaning towards him, their noses almost touching.Aamon raked his fingers through his hair, while looking uncertain.“Why?”“Because I want you to feel pleasure.”He smiled and cupped her cheek. “I feel pleasure knowing you are pleasured. That is all the pleasure I need.”She shook her head stubbornly. “No, I really want to try it.”He still looked unsure, so she added, “What if I said biting me will add to my pleasure?”He raised his brows and laughed. “You really want me to bite you?”She nodded, never breaking eye contact with him.He sighed in resolve. “You're sure you want to do this?”“Hundred and one per cent!” She clarified.“Alright. Lie down.” He instructed.She lay down on her back and closed her eyes.He gently laid over her and buried his face in her neck. He then ran his tongue over her neck, focusing on one particular spot. After sucking on her neck for a while, he slowly sank his te
Hadassah woke up to the aroma of food. She turned and reached towards the other pillow and was dismayed to find that it was empty. Aamon has left. She stretched and yawned as she sat up. Maybe it was because she was still sleepy, but her room looked unfamiliar to her. She wiped her eyes and was relieved to see that there was nothing unfamiliar about her room. She looked at her injured arm which was still wrapped with a piece of Aamon's shirt.She knew she couldn't go downstairs to see her mother like this, she would be suspicious. She walked towards her dresser, brought out a band-aid and carefully placed it on the wound. She changed into a top with longer sleeves so it would cover the wound. She stared at her reflection and realized that she looked very messy, especially her hair which looked very tangled up, so she detangled it by running her fingers through it.Aamon told her that he made her mother forget about the incident, so she had to be careful not to do anything that
She opened her eyes slowly. Her head was throbbing and her eyes felt woozy as she tried to make sense of where she was.She tried to rub her head and realized that she was hanging mid-air by the arms. Her feet were a few inches off the ground, and her arms were tied to two large poles.She tried to shook herself free, but the chains around her arms were very firm.“Where am I?” She mumbled, and just then, a large door she had not noticed before, burst open and in walked Isabella and Liam hand-in-hand as usual. Liam was looking even more pale than he was yesterday. His hollow eyes looked eerie.Meanwhile, Isabella on the other hand looked very beautiful, her lips appeared redder and her complexion was even more radiant, which led Hadassah to believe that she had killed another human.They stopped just in front of her, with Isabella stepping even closer. “Hello, Hadassah. It was lovely of you to HANG around. Get it?” She mocked as she laughed at her own lame attempt of a joke.Hadassa
She opened her eyes with a gasp.“No, no, please!” She screamed as she sat up.“Honey,” Her mother exclaimed, rushing towards her.Hadassah looked around at the unfamiliar room and at her mother, who was watching her with concern. She looked at her hands and saw that fluid was being passed into her body through an IV drip. “Mum?” She echoed and her mother touched her face gently, with tears streaming down hers.“What am I doing in the hospital, mum? What happened to me?”Her mother began to sob softly as she drew her into a gentle embrace. “You're fine, sweetheart. You'll be okay.” She consoled.Hadassah's eyes began to spin and she desperately wanted to lie back down on the bed. Her mother noticed and gently lowered her back to the bed.She shut her eyes tightly, trying to control the spinning, and that was when everything came rushing back to her. Memories of her getting bitten by Liam and dying suddenly flooded her mind and she gasped again as her eyes flung open.She touched he
He fell to his knees as he coughed out something that looks like ashes. He was deteriorating from the inside by the minute, and soon, in a matter of days, he would be completely gone.He felt weaker and weaker as he managed to crawl out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He didn't have the strength to get on the bed, so he just laid on the floor.The pain he felt was excruciating. It's been so long he felt physical pain, he had almost forgotten what it felt like. But nothing could be compared to the pain he felt seeing Liam sink his teeth into Hadassah, and the way life was gradually fading from her beautiful eyes.He had been enraged. He saw only red as he pushed Liam away from her and attacked him. He wanted to kill him right there and even though he did manage to deliver a few blows, he still felt like it wasn't enough. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^He clawed, kicked, punched and even bit Liam a couple of times, determined to end it all right there. If it hadn't been for Hadassah's mother
She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead as she stood up from where she had been laying beside him on the bed.She observed his closed eyes with sadness. He was asleep! To think that just few nights ago, he told her that vampires don't sleep, nor get tired, now here he was, sleeping soundly. It felt unnatural, watching him sleep and she knew she couldn't leave him like this. She had to act. Surely, something could be done.She was determined to find a solution as she gently closed the door behind her and headed downstairs where she met the maid in charge of the house—Mrs Peterson— who was waiting with a worried expression. She looked expectantly as Hadassah descended the stairs.“Is Master Steiner okay?” She asked, looking worried and Hadassah wondered how much the woman knew.“Why do you ask?” She asked, trying not to give too much away.“He rang and told me not to bother coming today till further notice, but he sounded so off that I just had to come and confirm if he's okay. Plus,
Hadassah was asleep and her mother watched over her as she slept. She caressed her hand gently as she watched her closed eyes. She looked paler and weaker with each passing day and Abigail wondered how long her daughter had left. Not long enough, according to the doctor. Losing her husband sent her world spiralling down, she wondered what losing her only child will do to her. She would probably not be able to handle the pain and might end up harming herself.Hadassah was the only reason she stayed alive and sane after losing her husband.Whenever she had bad thoughts, she would think of her daughter. ‘How would she cope with losing both parents in a short span of time? Would she forgive her for ending her own life?’Those questions kept her in check.She was practically living for her daughter's sake. And now it seems that might be pointless after all. The door opened gently and she looked up to find Aamon poke his head in before stepping inside. He greeted her before asking, whi
Larry stood in a pool of blood—the Ackerman’s blood—and shuddered slightly. At one corner, Xander slit the throat of Jonah Ackerman—the head of the Ackerman family— then wiped the blood on his tongue before shoving the dagger back in his pocket.“Tastes like shit.” He spat as he grimaced.“Are you telling me you've been tasting shit?” Larry teased.“Shut up, Larry.” Xander retorted as Larry chuckled.He tossed Jonah aside and stepped over him, before looking around and nodding in satisfaction. “That's everyone. We did good.” He said and Larry nodded in agreement.“Yeah. Boss man would be proud.”Larry stared at his bloody hands, and grimaced. The withering seemed to have slowed down and he couldn't help wondering what Aamon was up to. “I better go wash this off.”“Don't you mean you want to lick it off?” Xander teased.“I don't want to know what shit tastes like. Thanks but, no thanks, I'm good.” Larry teased back and when he saw Xander glaring at him, he added, while raising his h
“Someone paid all your hospital bills and they even paid in advance for as long as you are here.” She announced.Hadassah's face fell in disappointment but her mother's face lit up a bit. “Really? Who?” She asked.“The person requested they remain anonymous. I'm sorry, but we can't disclose who it is.” The doctor replied.Deep down, Hadassah already knew it was Aamon that did it. Who else would it be if it wasn't him? But why did he do it? She wondered.Though this was not the news she was hoping to hear, but she was at least grateful that the hospital bills is off her mother's neck.She turned to her mother and the knowing look on her face made her realize that her mother also knew it was Aamon. Her mother turned to the doctor and asked, “What about the donor? Are there any donors yet?”The doctor gave her a rueful look before shaking her head. “I'm sorry, not yet. But let's keep our fingers crossed, I have a feeling that we'll soon get a donor.”Hadassah sighed deeply while her mo
“Where are you coming from, Larry?” Liam's voice boomed suddenly, making him jump.How did Liam manage to remain so still that he didn't even sense him? He had thought he could sneak back in unnoticed, with the hope that Liam would have gone back to his house. He was, however, surprised to see that Liam had been waiting for him at the clan house.“Liam, you're still here?” He asked, trying to sound as casual as possible, but Liam was not buying it.“I believe I asked you a question first,” He responded, his expression colder than his tone.“Y—yes,” Larry suddenly found himself stammering and tried to calm himself down so Liam wouldn't see through him. “Y—you asked me to find out w—where Hadassah was…”“And it took you this long to do that?” Liam fired.“Yes! Actually, no. I felt sick. Look.” He raised his hands to show him. “I don't know what's happening to me, my hands are withering away and I've been feeling weak all day.”Liam's eyes widened as he saw his hands and he stood up and
“He wants to turn me into a vampire?” Hadassah yelled, slamming her fists on her thighs. “Hasn't he done enough? Is he still not satisfied that I'm in the hospital, close to death because of him?”“Oh, I didn't know…” Larry was saying, but Hadassah was not quite finished with what she was saying, so she continued, “And isn't it enough that he turned my best friend against me, made her kill my father and eventually killed her too? Isn't it enough that he kidnapped my mother? Isn't it enough that the man I love is also on the brink of death all because of him?” She screamed in frustration.Her mother was staring at her open-mouthed and she didn't realize, not till she was done ranting and was now panting.“Isabella killed your father?” She asked quietly, her voice shaking like she was trying to hold back tears.It was only then that Hadassah realised what she had done. Up until that moment, she was the only one who knew that Isabella killed her father and she had never told her mother.
Larry's feet suddenly felt too heavy for him to move and he remained rooted to the spot, even as Xander gave him a look to continue walking. He was sure he heard right. Sure he was slowly disintegrating, but his ears still worked perfectly fine. Why would Liam want to make Hadassah his mate? It made no sense.Suddenly, Liam turned to him and signalled him over and that seemed to be the push his legs needed, as he immediately walked towards Liam who was slumped on his throne made out of pure gold and sipping from a gold goblet.He extended the goblet in his hand and Larry immediately understood what he meant, as he grabbed the next bottle of wine, opened it, and poured it into the goblet for him. Liam just nodded and continued to sip from his goblet.Damien, one of the older and second-ranking vampires, stood up to talk. “But Liam, this woman already has a mate and what about her blood?”Larry knew what they were thinking. They also wanted a taste of Hadassah's blood and if she belo
“It's very simple. Since I have a special blood, once you bite me, it will be the end. You won't have the urge again, and you will also be healed…” She chattered excitedly like someone that has found the cure for cancer and he just stared at her like she was growing horns.“Are you crazy? You want me to bite you? Are you even listening to yourself?”“I know it sounds absurd, but…”“No, it doesn't sound absurd, it is absurd. Do you realize you could die?”Her eyes widened and he knew she really hadn't thought this through. “But what if you only took a small amount?”“It doesn't work that way. I'll need enough and enough might kill you. Anyway, it doesn't matter because I'm not drinking anyone's blood, least of all, you…”“But what if the person was already dying?” She asked with pleading eyes.“No!” His tone was firm as he said it and she sighed.“Why won't you do this for me?”He cupped and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. “Sweetie, I want to do it. I'm not ready to leave you eit
The person stopped in front of her, while she remained frozen to the spot.She couldn't help but feel like she knew him. It was like she had met him before, but his face didn't look familiar.His expression was hard, as he glared at her before he broke into a friendly smile and said, “Hello Hadassah, it's been a while.”She frowned. “Have we met before?” She asked with squinted eyes. “You don't remember me, because the last time we met, I came to you with a different face.”“A different face?” She asked and then gasped as she remembered. “Larry?”He smiled and nodded.He looked very young, like a seventeen years old, nothing like the other day. His green eyes sparkled like emeralds, his complexion had a radiant glow and he had brown hair.She remembered the time they met, he had used the fog to disrupt her vision, making her see Aamon, but then he tried to bite her that time. Remembering that made her recoil a little bit and he noticed.“I promise I’m not here to hurt you. I'm deepl
She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead as she stood up from where she had been laying beside him on the bed.She observed his closed eyes with sadness. He was asleep! To think that just few nights ago, he told her that vampires don't sleep, nor get tired, now here he was, sleeping soundly. It felt unnatural, watching him sleep and she knew she couldn't leave him like this. She had to act. Surely, something could be done.She was determined to find a solution as she gently closed the door behind her and headed downstairs where she met the maid in charge of the house—Mrs Peterson— who was waiting with a worried expression. She looked expectantly as Hadassah descended the stairs.“Is Master Steiner okay?” She asked, looking worried and Hadassah wondered how much the woman knew.“Why do you ask?” She asked, trying not to give too much away.“He rang and told me not to bother coming today till further notice, but he sounded so off that I just had to come and confirm if he's okay. Plus,