DemetriusI’m in another one of my moods again. After that interaction with her, I decide not to go home. I can’t go back to the house that she had just been in days before lying on my couch and in my guest room with her scent sprinkled all over the place like air freshener.I’m in my office back at the mansion of my coven sitting at my desk feeling like I never left intent on killing someone, and Aiden is at the top of my list. I mull over what’s happened the last few days still in a state of disbelief.The evening of our date when I attempted to command her and disappear from her life haunted me. The look in her eyes, the way I watched the desire and need for me change into pure hatred was burned into my mind. I never expected to feel this way. I had been preparing to separate from her, and yet when it happened, the way in which it happened was weighing on me. If I had felt darkness and despair before, it had now been intensified. I knew I could not follow her and pretend like nothi
XeniaAfter tossing and turning in my bed for what felt like hours, I finally give up. My mind is all over the place. I can’t stop thinking about what happened earlier today.It’s so weird the Demetrius showed up when I was with Aiden. Had he heard what I said to him? I remembered I told Aiden I loved him, but I was about to let him know only as a person and not in that way and that’s when I realized Demetrius was there. It probably looked bad, but why do I even care? He’s the one that tried to play me, right? Maybe it’s best if he did hear it. Then why do I still feel bad? He followed me to the car and the way he pressed up against it made me want him. I hated that I felt that way. The look in his eyes and his words… I don’t know. It felt sincere, and the more I play it back, the more I’m starting to regret walking away from him. Maybe I should have let him explain. Maybe I should text him. What? No, I can’t. I won’t. And I’m sure after what I said, he won’t reach back out. I was
DemetriusI’m having déjà vu as I rush through the streets with her in my passenger seat unconscious, except this time things are a little different. This is all my fault. If I hadn’t screwed up, she’d never be out there alone at this time of night. I was right. I had sent her over the edge, and I’m sure the little stunt I pulled earlier was the final push. Why else would she be involved in such risky behavior? Walking around alone in the middle of the night as if she had not been attacked just days prior? What was she thinking? I warned her. I told her to be more careful. Dammit. I’m blaming her when I just admitted this was my fault. “Fuck!” I yell slamming my hand against the steering wheel. An equal mix of anger and fear have begun to consume me. Her heart’s beating steadily. She’ll be okay. She’s already healed. That’s not the issue. It’s something else, something bad. So damn bad.I was on my way to her apartment willing to beg for her forgiveness with an overwhelming craving li
DemetriusMy husky response throws her off, but my words have never been truer. I can’t think of anything I’ve ever wanted more. Her eyes widen and suddenly she pulls me down to her meeting my lips in a rough kiss. I’m not expecting the movement, but I react smoothly. There are no other lips I want to feel against mine. I lift her up swiftly sitting her down on top of the bar as she moans into my mouth. Her legs open wide and I’m in between them like it’s my favorite spot pulling her against me tightly. I’m already rock hard, but I can’t just ravage her. I want to take this slow and enjoy every second like it’s my last, because it might just be. My one and only…Her fingers move to my hair pulling tightly as if she doesn’t want to let me go, something she shouldn’t be worried about. I won’t be going anywhere until I have her writhing from pleasure and screaming my name. But first, she has too many clothes on and I need them gone. I need to see her.I pull back to remove her hoodie an
My movements are beastly as I continue fucking her fast and hard with my eyes blazing red and a newfound hunger. She finally breaks away from my kiss and looks up to me. Her eyes widen, but to my surprise she’s not scared out of her mind like she should be. She tilts her head sideways examining me quizzically. “Your eyes.” Her hand goes up to my face again almost lovingly like she’s entranced, like she can see past the facade of a beast, like she’s falling hard just as I have. She should be concerned. She should back away, but she doesn’t. It’s almost as if she’s intrigued. Instead, she wraps her thighs around either side of my head surprising me again and opening her body up to me even more allowing me to go deeper, a challenge I will gladly accept. This woman… I think she is made for me. They way I’m feeling right now is indescribable. I never want to come down from this high that she provides. Seconds later our orgasms collide simultaneously exploding over the edge like an endles
XeniaI roll around in the silky sheets of the soft bed stretching as I finally stir awake. Memories of what happened come flashing back like a sweet dream and I can’t stop smiling as I think about them. Me and Demetrius, we had sex, mind-blowing, otherworldly, literally orgasmic sex. The way his tongue felt, seeing him in between my legs, and feeling him inside made my core throb and stomach tighten. A truly euphoric experience. I wanted to relive the moments over and over again. I wanted more. But now that we had taken things all the way, I worried about how he would act. Was it just a fluke or a moment of weakness, a one-time thing? The way he kissed me after, it felt different like he really wanted me, and he even said as much, but I just wasn’t sure. The night he tried to push me away had me a little on edge. Sometimes he was so hot and cold. But the time I had just spent with him was definitely hot, so fucking hot. My cheeks warmed and I bit my lip thinking about it. As much a
DemetriusEven though I assumed as much, the words still sting. I stand at her door after I walked out leaning my head against it contemplating if I should go back in and try to explain further, but then I hear what she said. She hates me. I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve completely disrupted her life. She’s right, it was selfish of me to take a piece of her only to reveal all of this after. I just wanted the experience to be innocent without any of the overbearing negativity of the truth. I wanted it to be special, to mean something. And to me it did… it still does. I thought so for her as well, but that may be ruined now. Being with her had been better than I ever could have imagined, and I don’t regret it at all. I will accept the egomaniacal aspect of my actions. But knowing how she feels about me now, it bothers me, and I can feel the anger brewing inside again. This cursed life I’m forced to live once again has intruded upon any sort of complacency I felt. In that time that I was
Demetrius“What do you mean she has not eaten?” I narrow my eyes to the guard assigned to Xenia’s room. Three days have passed since I brought her here and I’m being told she has refused her food for a third day in a row. Does she mean to starve herself? How far would she go? I would force the food down her throat if I had to. As harsh as it sounded, I couldn’t allow her to hurt herself.“She still will not eat. She is very stubborn.” This much I knew to be true. I waved him off signaling him to leave us. As hard as it’s been, I have decided to give her some space in hopes she would settle down, but it seems my attempts to weigh her down have been wasted. She is indeed a feisty one. As expected, Father accepted Avalon’s request concerning Xenia. Although he was a little surprised to know we had a new human in our presence, he was pleased to learn about her specialty and agreed with me that the dual option of providing therapy or education sessions to Avalon while also being a “blood
In a dark, forgotten chamber, cobwebs and dust have taken over. Water drips through the cracks of the stone walls and dirt above. The smell of mold and death fills the air. Light and life have been missing from this place for hundreds of years.A distant memory. A final resting place. A desolate tomb. Abandoned and never to be accessed again.That was the objective when the mother of all vampires laid down in her coffin for what was to be the last time.She fell into an everlasting slumber of her own doing, incapable of accepting what had become of her life, but disinclined to choose true death, as that would not have been punishment enough.Unable to face the consequences of her actions and ashamed of her creations, there was nothing left to live for.So, she slept, and she dreamed about her mistakes.To save her children, she became a monster requiring blood from the living in order to survive, but that wasn’t the intention. It’s not what she wanted. The Mother wished to protect
XeniaHis cool body somehow provides me comfort and warmth as he tugs me closer. Being in his arms draws away all my uncertainties and fears.The room is dark and moody. Lit candles dance in the space and there’s a heavenly scent flowing around us. We’re laying on the softest couch I’ve ever felt. It must be made of clouds. Any snack you could think of has been provided, and a TV the size of a wall displays a movie that normally would have my attention, if my mind wasn’t so preoccupied by the gorgeous man beside me.Both my stomach and heart are completely full.Thinking about us has my emotions all over the place. My hand goes under his shirt instinctually, searching for that skin-to-skin contact. He shifts beside me under my touch, and I wonder if he feels the same about me.But I know he does. He tells me often. Not only with words, but body language and actions.No longer do I compare my past relationships with him, because he’s ridden me of all my uncertainties and qual
XeniaA month has passed since that night and so many things have changed. I’m learning about the vampire world and how to be a part of it while still embracing my humanity. That’s something I refuse to give up no matter what happens.Humans live our lives day to day, concerned with finances, work, and relationships. Our priorities are based around materialism and the projection that we have a perfect lifestyle, but there’s so much more to it than that. For the most part, we are ignorant of what takes place right under our noses. That’s probably a good thing, because the reality is like a parallel universe. Straight out of a scary movie, when the sun sets and the moon rises, evil lurks around every corner. What I’ve recently learned and what’s even more disturbing is vampires aren’t the only threat. Sometimes it can all be a bit overwhelming. My brain struggles to grasp the influx of information.Thankfully, Demetrius has been right there beside me, helping me every step of t
XeniaDemetrius kneels over Andreas, asserting his authority, gripping the hilt of the blade that’s protruding from his chest tightly in his fingers until they turn pale.“Didn’t I say I would be the one to end you?” His question lingers causing my thoughts to wander. War begins to rage in my mind. Uncertainties cloud my judgment.Vampire laws are different than my own. Tiberius is here, Yuno and Hendrix too, as well as many others that are unknown. Lucius, the king, and Andreas’ father is also among those present. The authority and power he exudes is intimidating, yet he stands there silently even though his body language says he’s not on board with what’s about to happen. Will no one intervene? The situation makes me uneasy. It almost seems wrong.Then what is the right thing? And right for whom? The line between right and wrong can be thin. It’s not always so clear. Sometimes it’s subjective…I understand Demetrius’ point. It’s just…Then something comes over me. A divine interve
AndreasMy mistakes and arrogance have finally cost me. How quickly things can take a turn for the worse. One moment you feel like you’re on top of the world, the next you’re falling hard.They say when you are at the bottom, there’s only one way to go. I suppose the same holds true for the opposite situation as well. It was foolish of me to leave the two of them alone. Thinking she’d be safe with my guards. Thinking he’d remain confined within his cell. Thinking there was no way the two of them would find their way back to one another after everything I’d done to ensure that didn’t happen. Yet it did.The connection they had, I wanted it for myself. I envied that.Damn him!I slam my fist against the steering wheel while racing through the streets at dangerous speeds, intent on ending things with finality this time. Taunting him was fun while it lasted, but he cannot be allowed to live any longer. His prolonged interference had already set me back. Because somehow even though I co
Xenia“Ouch!” I catch myself before swearing realizing as of late, curse words have become a frequent part of my vocabulary.My elbow hit a hard surface. Where am I? What happened?The room is dark and small, but there’s a sliver of light flooding through a partially opened door. The last thing I remember is taking Andreas’ blood, then calling upon the odd purple power -- something I came up with for lack of a better name -- and feeling extremely satisfied watching him fly across the room uncontrollably. The look on his face was pure gold.It’s annoying he’s been blessed with such handsome features. His personality sucks. He doesn’t deserve them.And then everything went black.Oh, my God. Demetrius. Where is he!?I jump up in a panic wondering how much time has passed. I have to make sure he’s okay somehow.Why am I in this room? It’s like I was hidden, and the fact I’m clueless as to my position is a bit of an impediment to my plan of finding Demetrius. It doesn’t stop me
DemetriusTwo things happen simultaneously, both catch me off guard. But it’s the minutes prior that replay in my mind as I attempt to get a grasp of the reality ahead of me. Xenia knew something was off. Of course she did. She’s extremely intelligent and well-versed in reading situations. I should have caught on sooner, consulted her even. But in my overly confident stupidity, I ignored the warnings, instead allowing anger and the territorial side of my beast to overpower me. Now it’s obvious it had all been intentional. These vampires taunted me, and like a brainless fish, I took the bait. Since she regained her memory, there were a few things we could have handled differently.We probably should have skipped out on the mind-blowing quickie, but it was one for the books.We should have avoided conflict and looked for an exit. But knowing the one who attempted to unceremoniously take her blood was before me… well, I simply could not allow him to continue to breathe the same
XeniaThe remaining vampires eye us warily after that display, spreading out to block our path. It’s weird they didn’t seem to bat an eye after their friend was just killed right in front of them. Friend is a strong word. Maybe they were just coworkers. Not all coworkers are treated equally. And if I’m being honest, there are a few in my past who I wouldn’t mind…I mentally slap myself for getting carried away. Now is not the time to get distracted by my thoughts or psychoanalyze the situation.Demetrius doesn’t waver. He remains in front of me like a shield and somehow, against the odds before us, I feel safe and protected. It’s telling they don’t just attack us on sight. That leads me to a few conclusions. Either they’ve been instructed not to. Or they know who they’re up against and are apprehensive to press us without a plan.Perhaps it is the time to psychoanalyze.Demetrius notices this too. I know, because it becomes obvious when his shoulders relax, and he rolls his neck from
Xenia“Andreas will undoubtedly return soon. In fact, I find it odd he even left you behind in the first place. There must have been something important for him to do.”Demetrius seemed to be speaking more to himself than me as he continued to tug me along like a dog walker.“I need to get to a phone, call on some back up. At this moment, we are severely outnumbered.”“My phone is missing along with my purse and gun. And I use the term ‘missing’ loosely, because I’m pretty sure Andreas just took it from me.” I whisper to him, silently applauding myself for remembering that vampires have sensitive hearing. The thought reminds me it’s a wonder none of them have caught us by now. Just before we reach the top of the stairs, he halts suddenly, pressing his fingers to his lips. Everything’s extremely quiet. Eerily quiet, and I’m wondering how long it’s been since my fight with the other vampire. An hour or so? Where is everyone? It seems like forever ago at this point. Can he r