[Third person POV] “What are you two talking about?” Jordan asks. Though he only heard fragments of the conversation he still felt like the two were up to no good. “Oh…nothing, love, just another fight between Dean and Jason,” she said, but Jordan’s face didn’t change he didn’t react with anger like he usually does when he hears about the two boys fighting. “Jason, I told you not to provoke Dean anymore,” he scolded, “he is going to be your king and you should learn to respect him.” Penelope was fuming red with this statement; she hated how Jordan seem to not be willing to even consider Jason as a candidate for the throne. “You tell me that every time father,” Jason says with a low tone, “it is always Dean’s throne, right?” “I think I told your mother a long time ago, that the heir was already fixed with Dean,” Jordan says, “it is never about playing favorites like your mother seem to play favoring you over the son she promised a dying woman to protect.” “Oh, come on Jordan it
“You are such a boring fool Dean I was waiting to see what she was going to do?” Avisa says laughing, Anne was still frozen with shock on top of bed. “I asked you a question Anne Arnold; who let you in my room?” he angrily growled, “most importantly why are you dressed like that.” “What is she doing in your bed?” Anne says jumping off bed to get her robe. “She is my mate, she can go wherever she wants, now answer my question what are you doing?” She ties her robe with embarrassment, Dean still looked angry, he saw her half naked and he was not even affected. She drops her head and starts crying, “I am sorry I thought you were lonely, so I came to keep you company.” Avisa burst out laughing at her explanation, “oh… giving poor Dean a sexy night, he has been a virgin for 25 years Anne, you think he will pleasure you well?” Avisa continues to laugh until she feels Dean’s angry body on top of her. “What do you mean? Have you let someone inside you?” Dean asked with a growl, Avisa
[Ophelia POV] We travelled back to the Stoker mansion after we were sure everyone was rescued. Avisa seemed to have found some sense of comfort in this new environment, something I appreciated, she was not really the one to get comfortable around new people like that. “Are you okay?” Avisa asks again, I smile at her, “I am fine Visa, stop worrying.” “Okay, you will talk about it when you are ready,” she says, seem the same ways I can sense when she is lying, she can sense when I am lying as well. I couldn’t be around Arnoux anymore because I was starting to feel the mate bond between us, but he didn’t care really. He was just acting like all is okay, socializing with everyone, ‘he is not obligated to like you because of the stupid bond Lia, stop bugging.’ I scold myself. “So, you will sleep here for the night okay,” Dean starts discussing our stays tonight, for some reason Avisa is more focused than me. Avisa and Dean moved away to get toiletries for us to use tonight. “Are yo
[Third person POV] For Carrie Walker, who was the best she-wolf in the world, it was quite annoying having people burst into her bedroom like that. But what made her angrier was how they disrespected her alpha and how he was letting them. “Who the hell are you? Do you disrespect the alpha and Luna of the Crescent pack that much,” she shouts angrily. At that a green haired girl walks to her, “I am so sorry for the disrespect, Avisa can be a bit impulsive.” She couldn’t help but feel fulfilled, at least one of the barbarians that barged in knew their place, she folded her arms smugly. “Hmph… well tell that filthy woman to kneel,” she says smugly, the green haired girl with was so shocked her equally green eyes almost popped out. “Pardon?” “I say tell that filthy girl to kneel,” Carrie commanded pointing at the Avisa girl who had yet to let go of her alpha. “I am afraid I cannot.” The response made her angry, she just apologized because she knew her place now, she is refusing or
Due to writer's block, Siren's blood will be on break for the whole of April 2023, it will come back next week better. I have been going through some lack of creativity in the story, given it my first fantasy story and I need a lot of work to tackle the genre in my own way. I have a clear vision on how I want to steer the story, I just don't know how to execute the ideas yet, I will be learning more about the genre and the mythical creatures I plan to introduce in the future. Thank you for the support thus far, in the meantime you can check out My scam marriage, my other story if romance is your thing. 🦋🦋🦋🦋
[Avisa POV] It has been a good night, well it would have been great if I got to cut that fool’s throat, how dare he humiliate my Lia. “Can you stop buzzing?” Big Dean grumbles, “some of us have to sleep.” “You can go sleep in the other room if you want,” I say sarcastically, well I had a chance to choose between sleeping in the guest room with Lia or sharing a room with Dean and guess what I chose. “This is my room, why should I be the one that move?” “Well because you are the one who doesn’t like my sleeping habits,” I say, annoying Dean until he let me have this big bed of his, that was my plan, but it has been failing. He was supposed to hate my guts but for some reason this fool is okay sharing a bed with me. “You are the most unreasonable woman I have ever met,” his tired eyes made me feel a bit guilty, “I am going to sleep don’t bother me.” ‘Ugh… guess I will have to settle with sharing the bed.’ I tell myself, wow me being reasonable to someone other than Ophelia, ‘goo
[Dean POV] I know father was going to be asking many questions about this. “She is a friend, she slept over because had nowhere else to go.” My father glared at me angrily, “wow, so Jason is busy looking for a mate and you are busy sleeping around?” “Father I am not sleeping around; she just spent a night…...” "In your bed? Wow, your mother was right you might not be fit for the throne," he angrily scolded me, Avisa was clearly not happy about this, I had crossed my fingers that she doesn’t do anything stupid. “Yes, he shared a bed with me, and he was in his best behavior,” she says rolling her eyes, “and last time I checked his mother died.” Her last statement was uncalled for, she need not say that to my father as he really valued his current wife and would take any crap regarding her. “Little girl does not intervene this is family business,” he growled, “you are just some snacks he is going to bleed dry.” I felt my fist ball with anger, how dare he speak to her like that. B
[Third person POV] Jordan felt shiver down his spine as he exits his son’s room, bloodlust; he wanted to kill him, he wanted to kill his own son, the very vampire that took his wife. Many thought that his new wife would capture his heart, but she didn’t, instead he believed her because he believed his own son was evil. He believed Dean Stoker didn’t deserve the life he has now, for his lovely wife had to die for him to be alive, “your majesty, are you okay?” Dylan asks, Jordan looks at Dylan, tears couldn’t stop, “I hate my son Dylan, I hate Dean,” he says with a sad voice. “Your majesty,” Dylan shows sympathy. “It is not even his fault, his mother chose his life over hers, but it still hurt,” Jordan in between gasps, “I don’ want to hate him, he is my son, I should love him.” “Your majesty, you don’t need to beat yourself up, you can improve your relationship with him,” Dylan says, “I am happy you are able to admit that you are wrong.” “It is too late, he found his mate and t