DemetriusThe way her scent lingers in my bed has me going back to it in repetition. My sheets haven’t been washed for that very reason. If only I could bottle that scent of hers up and keep it with me at all times. Xenia… Yes. It sounds like something exotic and intriguing, just like her. Was she the only thing that crossed my mind? Basically.After she ran out of my room like she was being chased, Yuno and Hendrix bombarded me with questions. “So Mr. ‘I don’t do humans,’ is in fact doing a human?” Yuno smirks as if he was the cleverest vampire of all and that grates my nerves. I don’t recall specifically saying I didn’t do humans, because there were times they would satisfy my needs, but that was it. So, I suppose his inference wasn’t completely off base. Still, his conjecture is unnecessary. “Yeah. I can’t say I’m too surprised to see her here after the show you put on last night,” Hendrix adds making my annoyance grow.“Oh, and what show would that be?” I ask crossing
I’m not sure what came over me and led me to his room. There was this nagging in the back of my mind like we had unfinished business after what happened earlier, or maybe it was the fact that his father had pretty much warned me to stay away from him and something deep of me inside wanted to rebel against that.Who knows? But once his lips meet mine, all those questions and uncertainties go flying out the window.Am I really doing this, pressing him, once again making the first move? I’ve had nothing to drink but water and coffee today, so there’s no blaming the alcohol this time. I know he’s a vampire and that should turn me off, but he’s so freaking attractive, and the way he looks at me, the way he makes me feel… I’ve never felt more wanted in my life.I’m not sure if it’s me he wants or my blood, maybe even my body, but in this moment, I don’t really care. He can take and take until I can’t give anymore.He pulls me towards him pressing his lips firmly against mine, just like I ask
Demetrius I lie in my bed staring up at the ceiling as the sunlight drifts in the room. Another night of great sleep, thanks to a certain someone. It’s something that has been commonplace the last few days, but in the past very rare.The woman beside me shuffles making a cute little sound and I pull her close with a wide grin. She doesn’t wake but I’m not surprised by the way I handled her body the night before and early into morning hours. The way she continued to give herself to me relentlessly surprised me. Her human body is stronger than I anticipated. Just thinking about it and staring at her naked form has me ready for more, but I decide against it. She really does need the rest. Even though I fed her my blood, her body needs to recuperate. There will be plenty of time for more rounds later.I kiss her forehead gently relishing the way she feels next to me. It has been a week of repetition just like this except each time is more exciting. We’ve come up with a sort of
XeniaOnce again, I find myself barely able to focus. The voice at the other end of my laptop screen is saying something, but my mind is on other things.Earlier this morning I woke up in Demetrius’s bed for the sixth night in a row. He was staring, looking down to me with this look on his face that had my stomach in a fit of flutter. He made me coffee and kissed my forehead. Two things that seemed simple but to me were so much more. I’m trying not to jump to conclusions, especially with what’s happened between us, but I think he feels the same about me.I mean, are his actions not proof of that? He’s brought me here to protect me even if the way he went about it maybe wasn’t the best. He’s shown me this side of him that I feel like is the real him. To me, he’s no monster, not on the inside.For the most part, especially these last few days, he’s been nothing but thoughtful, caring, sweet, not to mention he’s incredibility fine and the sex is amazing.Just thinking about it is
Demetrius“Wow. It’s beautiful.” Xenia speaks barely above a whisper as she eyes the scene behind me. My eyes on the other hand, are still trained on her. “Yes, beautiful,” I respond but I’m not talking about the garden. I grab her hands and pull her as I walk backwards still refusing to look elsewhere. She never ceases to amaze me.Tonight is a special night. After my research and finding out what I did, who she was to me, I wanted to do something special. Our first date had been ruined, after all. So, it is only natural I make that up to her.The garden was blooming with greenery and colorful flowers. Fairy lights lit up the trees and walkways. Fireflies flew about, nearly skating on the pond where the waterfall ended. It is a sight indeed.The way she smiled widely looking around at everything let me know she thinks the same. I finally turn, leading her to her seat and pulling it out for her before I take the one across. “This is amazing, Demetrius.” She looks at the food while t
XeniaTonight has me on cloud nine. We had the perfect date, and no, I’m not talking about April 25th. I really wasn’t expecting it to go like this, but there’s absolutely no complaints from my end.Not only was the scene beautiful and majestic, Demetrius was the perfect gentleman, just how he showed me in the beginning. He expressed his feelings for me and now all my worries and uncertainties have pretty much flown out the window. The way he looked at me, the resolve in what he said, even my intuition is telling me to believe him, so I do. I’m choosing to go with it. I’m choosing him. I don’t care who or what he is. No one has ever made me feel like this. No one has not only told me but showed me that they care. I love the way he backs up his words. He's so different than Aiden. With him I’m confident and secure, I feel beautiful and wanted. He reminds me as much every chance he gets.How is it in a single night my feelings for him have tripled? Damn I’m really caught up. I admit it
Xenia “Who are you?”“Excuse me? Uh, no. You’re in my best friend’s apartment and I’ve never seen you before so who the fuck are you?”I sit on my bed listening to the conversation between Hendrix and Brittania. Usually, I would intervene because she can have a real mouth on her, but even though they’re vampires, I know they won’t hurt her. Unfortunately for them, they’re guilty by association. Demetrius has pissed me off, but he’s not around. They’re his friends, so they’ll get whatever she gives to them. And since I’ve told her I was upset, I’m sure she’ll be on a rampage.A grin crosses my lips at the thought. She’s like my own personal pretty little attack dog. Sorry, boys.“Xenia isn’t accepting visitors right now. You’ll have to come back.”“Oh, that’s a good one.” She laughs maniacally, and I have to cover my mouth to hold back my own. “You think you can stop me from coming in? I don’t know who you are, but don’t piss me off. Xee, who are these assholes?” She yells loud enough
DemetriusShe was most definitely not okay. I saw it in her eyes and demeanor, the saddened look that washed over her face, the way her shoulders lurched forward in defeat. Everything screamed at me to console her, to beg her to stay just for a bit longer. But once again, her safety is at risk.Regardless if there are no more feelings involved, if Odette got word of a human being close to me in any way, she would surely kill her without blinking an eye. To say she despises humans would be putting it lightly and she’s always been a jealous and crazed woman. It’s hard to believe she once had my heart, but I suppose back then we had a lot more things in common.Why is this happening? Why now? The bitch is back to ruin my life again. Was it not enough that she left me for another, my sworn enemy? Now she comes back to take away any semblance of happiness I have begun to experience. Something tells me the timing is no coincidence, but I will find out for sure in due time. I just told myse
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