Okay this might go longer than one more chapter...lol...but not by much.
As Ruben stepped into the private rooms at the top of a massive tower that were once occupied by Basille he looked around with distaste before looking up and gasping. “Holy shit, this is not what I expected…” The entire ceiling was see-through to the sky like a massive atrium. It was dark outside and they could see a million stars twinkling down on them. Kat hugged her arms around herself as she looked around the room with a small pout. “Even though this room was Basille’s it was my most favourite room in the whole castle.” She looked up at the sky with a whimsical smile. Folding his arms and setting his feet only a foot over the threshold Ruben frowned darkly. “As lovely as that is…why do you think I would want to stay here?” Kat turned back to regard him, her lips pursed. “Where else? This really is the best rooms in the whole dreary castle.” Ruben scowled at the rudimentary furniture and the large wooden four poster bed with a mattress that looked like it was stuffed with a mi
The Demon King was huge and sat upon an impressively massive throne that covered the entire back wall from floor to ceiling like organ pipes in a cathedral. Ruben’s eyes narrowed as he took in the mighty beast languishing on his throne. He was clearly about twelve feet tall, long black hair fell down to his shoulders as two foot long curled black horns stuck through it on either side of his forehead. He was chiselled and cruel looking, his eyes were literally flaming, swirling with red, orange and yellow, the pupils slits, where the sclera were usually white his were black and bottomless. He was dressed in a black house coat embroidered with gold thread depicting dragons, his bare chest and astonishing abdominal muscles were displayed with arrogant pride. His black leather pants tight to his thick thighs. At his feet were two demon girls, fawning over him. They were beautiful and both had long forked tails and tiny horns. They both turned and hissed at Ruben’s approach showing their
“However…I know the story behind Basille’s apparent desperation to flaunt the rules and decide to try and recreate a being he should have never fallen for…” The Demon King stated with a little patient smile. “Shall I tell it to you?”“Yes, please…” Kat whispered, her voice not wanting to come out of her.The Demon King grinned and lunged forward, scooping an arm around Kat’s waist and dragging her round and up onto his lap. He placed a hand on top of her head sending a calming sleepy spell over her, making her compliant and still as she dropped back against his chest and looked up at him with a dreamy smile as he patted her and rubbed her ears like a pet.Ruben lurched to his feet, his fists clenched and surrounded by a blue flame. “Let her go!”The Demon King flicked his fingers, not even looking away from Kat’s dreamy expression and Ruben was sent flying back through the hall and crashing into one of the gigantic marble pillars, dropping like a stone to the floor.He coughed blood,
It was a half hour wait filled with the Demon King going about his business completely ignoring Ruben and Kat as they were ushered to the side and given seats, something to drink and eat and treated by the courtiers like honoured guests.“Ruben, what are you going to do if they do return you to the human realm?” Kat asked under her breath, hardly wanting to be caught speaking.He frowned as he looked at her. “What do you mean?”“Well, you are the proper King…won’t they want you to return to being their King if you return?”Ruben scratched his cheek and shrugged. “I suppose they will…but I don’t want it and I know you don’t want to return to that place…so I guess I’ll have to abdicate…”“Won’t that put the General’s position in jeopardy?”Ruben’s eyebrow raised as he heard her concern for the General. “Perhaps…he currently has the palace under Marshall Law…but what is it you are trying to say? You don’t want to go back to the Terran Realm?”Kat shook her head. “I would just rather be a
Kat felt faint and sleepy all of a sudden, collapsing to her knees before slumping to the ground, closing her eyes on the sight of Ruben and Michael within the golden column of light. She called out his name softly before falling into a deep sleep as she was enveloped within the same golden light, appearing to grow transparent before she vanished from the Demon King’s throne room completely just as the golden column of light, Ruben and Michael also vanished. . When she awoke she found herself lying in a meadow on the side of a mountain capped with snow. She sat up and looked around to discover she was surrounded by these amazing snow-capped mountains. In the distance sat a great castle overlooking the valleys below with a river ambling between. Kat saw Ruben standing not too far away on the edge of a small precipice, looking out at the view, his hands casually in his pockets and his hair blowing in the gentle breeze that also blew the long grass around her. Kat stood up and walked
“Stop talking to the guy!” Scott McGowen yelled at her. He was a 30yr old gang boss, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. He lusted for power and in his lust had made a pact with a Demon Lord, which resulted in being given her. She was a beautiful young golden haired demon foot soldier, given to him to do his bidding and aid him in his rise to power, but she was more than that she was extremely powerful and needed to be kept on a very short leash. The great thing for Scott McGowen was that the contract made her, his…in every way, shape and form that he wanted to use her. All he had to do was give her an order and she had to obey it. Of course, Scott was going to use it for that, and the infused collar enchantment around her neck made sure she couldn’t disobey. It made Scott feel powerful, to control such a beautiful and dangerous little demon, to be able to dominate her in every way…he sometimes felt like he didn’t want the contract to conclude, but then at other times… She had cause
Kat was sitting at the bar leaner by herself enjoying her vodka, watching Scott and his crew a little way off playing pool, drinking heavily and mucking around with some just as drunk girls…again. This was the norm for Scott and his gang, it was no wonder he wasn’t very successful, he didn’t actually want to do anything himself. He was lazy, entitled and if it wasn’t for the little psychotic nasty streak in him Kat doubted he would be the leader of anything. She huffed and took a sip of her drink as she felt the air around her shift and a heavenly scent invade her nostrils.“Why do I always find you sitting alone?” A deep commanding voice said behind her.Kat smiled, recognising the voice and the glorious scent that suddenly surrounded her, she had hoped he would show up again, she liked his voice and his scent…he intrigued her. So he’s a vampire…Ruben Luisetti, Overlord of the Vampires here in New York City.“Because I prefer it to their company” Kat answered with amusement, her eyes
Kat stuck her head up and looked around the inside of the van as the four guys got in and started the engine and backed out. It was a basic work van, nothing inside the back but her and a spare wheel. She wondered where they were taking her and why. She listened as they congratulated themselves with how easy it was to grab her. Well, she was pretty intoxicated, she thought to herself and Scott had insisted she come out without any weapons, because he was sick of her starting trouble and they were lucky, very lucky that her curiosity had overwhelmed her first instincts to slaughter them. She didn’t need weapons to cause trouble, she was a demon and was supposed to keep that a secret but now it was looking more and more like Scott had set her up, but why?.The van stopped in an underground carpark and one of the men dragged her out by her feet and threw her over his shoulder as they made their way to the elevator. She didn’t bother to struggle, when the time was right she could free he
Kat felt faint and sleepy all of a sudden, collapsing to her knees before slumping to the ground, closing her eyes on the sight of Ruben and Michael within the golden column of light. She called out his name softly before falling into a deep sleep as she was enveloped within the same golden light, appearing to grow transparent before she vanished from the Demon King’s throne room completely just as the golden column of light, Ruben and Michael also vanished. . When she awoke she found herself lying in a meadow on the side of a mountain capped with snow. She sat up and looked around to discover she was surrounded by these amazing snow-capped mountains. In the distance sat a great castle overlooking the valleys below with a river ambling between. Kat saw Ruben standing not too far away on the edge of a small precipice, looking out at the view, his hands casually in his pockets and his hair blowing in the gentle breeze that also blew the long grass around her. Kat stood up and walked
It was a half hour wait filled with the Demon King going about his business completely ignoring Ruben and Kat as they were ushered to the side and given seats, something to drink and eat and treated by the courtiers like honoured guests.“Ruben, what are you going to do if they do return you to the human realm?” Kat asked under her breath, hardly wanting to be caught speaking.He frowned as he looked at her. “What do you mean?”“Well, you are the proper King…won’t they want you to return to being their King if you return?”Ruben scratched his cheek and shrugged. “I suppose they will…but I don’t want it and I know you don’t want to return to that place…so I guess I’ll have to abdicate…”“Won’t that put the General’s position in jeopardy?”Ruben’s eyebrow raised as he heard her concern for the General. “Perhaps…he currently has the palace under Marshall Law…but what is it you are trying to say? You don’t want to go back to the Terran Realm?”Kat shook her head. “I would just rather be a
“However…I know the story behind Basille’s apparent desperation to flaunt the rules and decide to try and recreate a being he should have never fallen for…” The Demon King stated with a little patient smile. “Shall I tell it to you?”“Yes, please…” Kat whispered, her voice not wanting to come out of her.The Demon King grinned and lunged forward, scooping an arm around Kat’s waist and dragging her round and up onto his lap. He placed a hand on top of her head sending a calming sleepy spell over her, making her compliant and still as she dropped back against his chest and looked up at him with a dreamy smile as he patted her and rubbed her ears like a pet.Ruben lurched to his feet, his fists clenched and surrounded by a blue flame. “Let her go!”The Demon King flicked his fingers, not even looking away from Kat’s dreamy expression and Ruben was sent flying back through the hall and crashing into one of the gigantic marble pillars, dropping like a stone to the floor.He coughed blood,
The Demon King was huge and sat upon an impressively massive throne that covered the entire back wall from floor to ceiling like organ pipes in a cathedral. Ruben’s eyes narrowed as he took in the mighty beast languishing on his throne. He was clearly about twelve feet tall, long black hair fell down to his shoulders as two foot long curled black horns stuck through it on either side of his forehead. He was chiselled and cruel looking, his eyes were literally flaming, swirling with red, orange and yellow, the pupils slits, where the sclera were usually white his were black and bottomless. He was dressed in a black house coat embroidered with gold thread depicting dragons, his bare chest and astonishing abdominal muscles were displayed with arrogant pride. His black leather pants tight to his thick thighs. At his feet were two demon girls, fawning over him. They were beautiful and both had long forked tails and tiny horns. They both turned and hissed at Ruben’s approach showing their
As Ruben stepped into the private rooms at the top of a massive tower that were once occupied by Basille he looked around with distaste before looking up and gasping. “Holy shit, this is not what I expected…” The entire ceiling was see-through to the sky like a massive atrium. It was dark outside and they could see a million stars twinkling down on them. Kat hugged her arms around herself as she looked around the room with a small pout. “Even though this room was Basille’s it was my most favourite room in the whole castle.” She looked up at the sky with a whimsical smile. Folding his arms and setting his feet only a foot over the threshold Ruben frowned darkly. “As lovely as that is…why do you think I would want to stay here?” Kat turned back to regard him, her lips pursed. “Where else? This really is the best rooms in the whole dreary castle.” Ruben scowled at the rudimentary furniture and the large wooden four poster bed with a mattress that looked like it was stuffed with a mi
After tidying themselves up they walked out of the catacombs and back up into the palace. Kat startled to see a small group of vampires waiting for them, amongst them was King Adicus Luisette, now wearing his crisp uniform jacket but instead of his peaked hat he wore the simple gold crown and looking very dashing. He smiled at them as everyone else applauded politely. Kat turned her head in embarrassment to see Ruben laughing with delight. He stepped forward and started shaking hands with the people waiting as they gave him their congratulations. Kat stayed where she was not sure if she should follow him or not. A voice behind her made her spin around with shock as Ruben did the same, grinning from ear to ear. “How about a hello to your favourite childhood friend?” Vladimir was standing there in all his flouncy glory, a young noble looking man standing behind him, both dressed up to the nines with frilly shirts and outrageous velvet suits. “Vladimir!” Ruben shouted with amazement.
Kat was enduring the preparations of her eternal bonding with Ruben. He had left her in the charge of the two fae women from Luisette’s harem, where she had been instructed to soak in a bath full of goat’s milk in which a drop of Ruben’s blood had been added, then showered clean, her hair and makeup done.Kat was dressed in a stunning gown of black, with a corseted waist and long straight skirt. Her wealth of golden blond hair shined like real gold in the flickering candle light from the hundreds of candles that lined the crypt like room as she was led by Von Dulce down into the catacombs under the palace.She looked around the circular room, with many tunnels leading off, with a little apprehension knowing down here was where many vampire rested in long sleep. Now, including King Luisette.She turned as she heard movement and saw Ruben and Batton walk out of one such tunnel, their faces grim after having just laid King Luisette to rest.Ruben, was wearing a matching black suit, the v
They made quick work of rounding up the Lords they needed, as soon as they opened the doors to the rooms and the vampires saw the great demon as the shadows crept in behind them they quickly made their way down the halls with no great objections, their expressions grim and wary as they were herded towards their destination of the Throne room. As they all stepped in they gasped as they saw Ruben sitting upon the Throne looking very regal with the King’s robes around his shoulders and the inert body of King Alessandro Luisette lying upon the couch to one side. Ruben watched them with an eagle like stare as they were herded in and grouped together, surrounded by soldiers. General Batton stepped up the dais steps and took position to Ruben’s left as the demon cat jumped up and stood on Ruben’s right. Ruben reached out a hand and placed it on Kat’s head as she smooched it affectionately. Lord Echron stepped forward, his face livid. “What’s the meaning of all this! If you wanted the thro
As Ruben walked into the throne room he looked around and surprisingly saw Von Dulce sitting behind his desk, frantically scribbling something down on a piece of paper. Ruben and Batton looked at each other before Ruben coughed for Von Dulce’s attention. He looked up and paled to see both General Batton and Prince Ruben standing together. “You…” He stuttered. “You’re in on this together?” He gaped at them with fear of the unknown. Ruben gave him a reassuring smile. “Relax, we aren’t going to throw you out of office…” “You’re not?” Von Dulce gulped, a little relieved. “No…in fact we need you to help make this transition go smoothly…” Ruben looked down at the desk with a curious frown. “What are you writing?” Von Dulce gave a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. “Instructions…for whomever took over the administration of the palace…” Ruben raised an eyebrow at him. “Wait, you thought you were going to be executed or something and so diligently wrote down instructions for y