…Anastasia POV…
I look at Zachariah, somewhat hesitating; I know I need to give him a truthful answer. But admitting it is like admitting I made a mistake, and by acknowledging that, I need to own up to a lie. A very blatant lie that I have been keeping from both him and Sebastian. The truth is, do you expect your past to come back to haunt you. But then again, that is such a stupid question; Sebastian has been a perfect example of this very thing.
So, I truly should just admit to myself that it was a bad error in judgment. Though, I did go there knowing full well what it would lead to. Not truly the end part, but definitely that there was an obsession, which I only but fuelled with my presence that night.
Now, this has become a secret that I need to reveal. Somehow I don't think it is going to hurt Zachariah quite as much Sebastian.
I know this needs to be done, and do I think by doing it that it shall make me feel relieved? I do hope so, b
Betrayal cuts deep. Betrayal by the one that you love with all your heart and soul is a death sentence. Did I ever see such deception be done upon me? Never in all my years that I explored the female kind so recklessly did I once foresee that I shall be on the receiving end.To say that I am not feverishly mad shall be an understatement. I want to lay waste to all that I see in front of my eyes. I want to rip everything by the seems apart. God forbid the one that shall cross my path, I shall tear their skin off, each layer by layer until they are but only bone.And as for this Delilah that is standing in front of me, the mere sight of her repulses me. It burns a hole through my heart just having to face a woman that I have given my all to. I want her to be gone; I want every trace of her to be removed from my life, from my existence. I shall not stand for one being unfaithful when you find yourselves in a soul-bonding union. She is my beloved right now, and as for the
Revenge is sweet. Guilt is a bitter pill to swallow. A man scorned is a lethal dose of chaos waiting to erupt. I have laid waste to all that has crossed my path, and my destruction is not done, for I have one true wish I want to achieve as I stare at the reason for my heartbreak in the eyes. This is what my life has come to, a ruthless killer that shall reap justice as he sees fit.Shall I show remorse? Remorse is not a word that shall cross my lips. I shall relish in satisfaction as I stand over a body that I shall rip to shreds. But first, I need to hear for one last time what drove such deceit from a woman that I once loved with every part of my being."Sebastian, I asked, what are you doing here?""I do not know if I should be honored that you know who I am.""I do know of your stature in the community.""My friend, you shall refrain from referring to the Vampire community so loosely. I believe that our dear Anastasia has told you everything."
…Anastasia POV…Sebastian has made it very clear that what we had, our love and our bond, does no longer exist. This, even after Augustus admitted that he, in fact, drugged me into believing that I was in his bed as a result of a sexual encounter.I always firmly believed that Sebastian is a man of reason, but the man that I saw in front of me, the man with a blood-stained shirt and that evil look in his eye, that is a man that I do not know. There is an evil that has consumed his being, and I, sad to say, I am the reason behind that. I have driven a man to his brink, and he has now toppled over. He has fallen into an abyss of darkness. Shall he return? Shall he stay? That I shall never know, for I am not allowed near his presence.Beyond anything that ever existed between us, our love and our bond, he is and remains my Vampire Master, and I shall do as he says. I know, and as I have seen on so many occasions, he shall bring his full wrath down wit
…Anastasia POV…It has been a week since my encounter with Sebastian in the study. My body has not forgotten the craving that I feel for him, the absolute desire. I know his body desired me, but that mind that always gets in the way soon pushed me aside. I truly believe that I need to come to the realization that he shall never be mine again. Who would have thought that his stubbornness runs so deep, but then again, I would have done the same? In fact, I have done worse, and that is with the woman from his past.Today I am dressing up in an exquisite deep red ball gown; there is a ball that is being held at a Vampire of high stature's home. I must say that I have not heard of him before, but from what one of the servants tell me, he is rather stunning on the eye and even more charming. Now I do not think I would have been allowed to attend as Sebastian shall be there, but they shall honor me for my heroics for saving the Vampire community on numerous occa
My desire to feel the ecstasy that Anastasia brings has once again overcome my common sense. Not only have I declared herself as mine in front of a room full of Vampires, but I have pushed her away in the same breath.Now, if I thought this forsaken ball was over, I am so sorely mistaken for Dante has decided to have a sit-down. Why does one come with the idea that a bunch of Vampires should sit around a table and drink blood from a wine glass is purely beyond me.But do wait for the worst part of this; the man has so conveniently seated Anastasia next to me. Now is this tortured bliss or a pure act of a game that we have played for many years. I am hinting at both, for that vanilla is attacking my senses, but there is something else this time. It is lily; she has adorned her body in the sweet smell of lily and vanilla. How have I missed this before? The mere thought of the sweetness makes me want to delve my body into hers.But then the man makes one very fatal
It has been one long torturous week. I have seen her come and go as she had to, sadly, go feed by herself. The desire to take her in my arms and make sweet love to her drove me silently insane. I can honestly say, being a Vampire with a soul is a death sentence. The pain that is cutting through me piece by piece is beyond the sleekness of a sword that is being driven through the softness of your heart.I wish there was a way that I can rid myself of such a curse. I have had, with our brief encounters, the urge to lose myself in her mind and get a glimpse of what she is feeling. Then I need to remind myself that she is but a mere Vampire; she will not feel the endless pain that runs through my body.The question begs, do I want to give in and push the pain away. Truly I have, but then from out of complete nowhere, that demon comes creeping its head up again. Yes, I did ask her for time, but how long will this lasting stay in the abyss that consumes me. It is not that I
Today we are crossing borders. We will find ourselves in the Americas, where a very good friend rules as Vampire Master. He is, by all means, forty years younger than me and far too charming around the ladies. I am a bit nervous about letting my beloved make this trip with me. My heart has forgiven her for the difficulty that we recently experienced. My mind still somewhat wanders to a place beyond my control. Now I am in no way saying that this Vampire shall seduce her, but yes, the man is a real Casanova; words roll from his tongue even smoother than melted honey.Now I shall be the one to admit that we did in our days together get up to some rather questionable things, things mainly with the female kind. If my beloved thought that my encounters only spread as far as Europe, well, she might just hear a few stories that shall make her eyebrows raise. So, I am indeed somewhat nervous, for I shall either receive a slap through the face and more certain a very cold bed from her
It is hard to say who is more in awe of Lestat, my beloved, or our Vampire Hunter. The man does carry a rather, how shall I say, a fairly attractive face. There were many occasions that we had to compete against one another for the attention of the lady that we had set our sights on that particular night. And I can almost proudly say that I lost the majority of the time, yet it did not stop me from stealing what he so gladly called as 'mine.'So after the introductions and, rather amusingly, a moment of pure horror when he learned that the young man in our company is, in fact, a Vampire Hunter, we make our way to his home. Now the man has always lived lavishly; seeing what he calls home is just beyond crazy. It is a rather mega-mansion, which he refers to as the Golden Palace. In my honest opinion, it is rather bright and unsightly. But that is beyond the point; we are here for a creature problem, which I would like to exterminate.While we all sit around some fairly l