“Why aren’t you screaming?” he says, slapping her across the face.
“I told you to scream bitch!” he yelled.
He was standing there, slapping her hard, every slap making me cringe, I wanted him to stop, but as I took a step forward, I fell into a dark hole it was full of liquid, sticky, with a foul stench, and red, it was blood.
A key… A door… A journal with his secrets. The room is full of books, with secrets hidden in them. As I was about to grab one, he came in with some cups of wine. “Here, this is for you,” he whispered. Smiling, I took the cup of wine, and when I tasted it, I felt it, poison.
Books and blood... Whispers of old times... “How could you?” she coughed. I saw her again, coughing blood. Sh
Blood, tears, fire. She sobbed quietly, no strength in her. I sat next to her and cried with her; I could feel her pain. “I will kill him,” she said, “I promise he will die.”
Fire, silver, and a ritual. She escaped, she’s running, but he’s right behind her. “RUN” I screamed... But she’s unable to listen to me. Please run faster, please. Caspian POV
Silver screams, hate. He was using silver on her; he was torturing her, and I just stood there unable to move; it felt like I was the one getting afflicted; I was a witness, and even though she barely moved, I knew she was suffering.
“Are you happy?” he whispered, “Because I’m the happiest person in the world.” I sat on the corner watching her; she was quiet. The silver has burned her skin. Is she still alive? I wondered. Amilia POV “You fucking shut up, asshole,” Vladimir growled. “NO, you’re the asshole, so shut up before I squeeze that throat of yours out,” HE said. “Try me fucker,” Vladimir said. This has been me for the last two hours after I stopped the fight, and these two leeches had the fright of their lives. But even though t
“Why do you hate me?” she whispered, so only he could hear. “I don’t hate you... I love you,” he said. He came back, and he’s carrying something like a box. Will he torture her again? Will he make her suffer? Why can’t I save her?
Hate... Love... War… She spitted blood. I could see her suffering. I cried in silence, wishing for this nightmare to end. Caspian POV I’ve been working all morning on repairing the dining room. Almost everything is back to normal, just some small details here and there. Amilia’s wrath is something I don’t want to experience if there is one thing that my sister is good at, is torturing. She had made many people suffer, but I know she does it to show respect. Even though sometimes I know she gets ple
Twelve years later… A man walked down an eerily quiet hallway. It was the same hallway he had walked for the last twelve years. Reminisce of that tragic day. He would never miss this special day. As he walked, he noticed the guardians hesitating. He just frowned and continued roaming. His head held high and his hand on his back. He walked like a true king. For the last twelve years, a lot of things have changed. He wondered if this year would be the same as always. As he reached the hallway, he walked, and approaching the door, he hes
Finally… It ended… The price to pay… Amilia POV Those last words, I ripped his head off and burned his body using black magic. S
She cried for him. She felt her heart died. The old her died that night, bringing the true her out. Her mother knew she never asked how she knew but what she had known was that she had a destiny, and for that, she had to pay the price.
“Shut up; I don’t care who you are or what you are….” Grabbing him from the neck, she squeezes. A tear rolled down her face. Eyes black as the darkness that envelopes him. She squeezes tighter. “You should die… Even if it means I will bear the pain for the rest of my life….” She thrust her hand right on his chest, squeezing his heart. She saw how
It’s time to end... It’s time to kill... Amilia POV I woke up feeling dizzy. Groaning, I try to see where in the world I was
She was full of blood, panting, tears down her face. She hated what she did, but she had to, even if it meant leaving her broken forever—the price she paid for love. Vl
Neculai, Neculai... How stupid you were... Do you think I would let you kill me? She smiled... Baby, before you kill me. I would behead you and put your head in a stake.
I knew the truth, all the pain finally out. Her authentic self was taking over. An evil heart... A heartless vampire... Vladimir POV What did Count V
“Neculai?” she whispered... “Did you know that’s not how I’m truly called?” he said, said “How naïve you are.” He laughed as he looked at her and as he thought he had to win. She did what he least expected, killing him.