Esmeray's heart was ringing in her ears as she stood at the boundary of her mother’s Queendom. Her journey to reach this mysterious Queendom located in the middle of nowhere wasn't that difficult but taking this last step and entering this foreign territory with her panic and anxiety kicking in was hard. Esmeray didn't know what she was doing here, she didn't even have a proper reason to come here. It was just that ever since she had met Isak there was this unsurpassable urge inside her to be close to him. She felt tied to Isak by an invisible bond. Was it because they were twins? She wondered. Esmeray had always been comfortable with being alone. Some days were fine but some days were hard and unproductive. Those days were the house of unspeakable longings and overthinking for Esmeray. Those were the days when Esmeray had always wondered what her life would have been like if she had lived with her birth parents. When she had left the Vampire Kingdom Esmeray had realized that may
"Who are you and how the hell did you get past my barrier spell? I don’t remember permitting you to enter my Queendom.” Flames dancing at her fingertips, the Queen of Wastelands had come to meet the one who was ludicrous enough to invade her Marked Territory. Esmeray’s head snapped towards the small woman standing at a good distance from them. 'Mother~' Esmeray’s lips moved in a soundless whisper as she stared at her in a daze. A shiver went down Esmeray's spine as the Cold Queen strode towards them, making the ground vibrate with each step she took. The Queen of Wastelands was channeling her dominance through the ground beneath, exhibiting a glimpse of the destruction she was capable of. Her jet black hair with red tips was bound in a high ponytail. Her ears with pointed tips were on full display. Even crownless, dressed in a dull old pink shirt and ripped shorts the Cold Queen's presence demanded attention. Esmeray clenched her shaking hands into fists. Sweat dotted Esmeray'
The Lost Souls gasped as their eyes fell on their precious Princess Esmeray who was standing on top of the stairs dolled up like a broken barbie, gulping vodka as if it was water.Dressed in a full-sleeved light blue gown embellished with gems, wearing the rarest diamond she took everyone's breath away. Her shimmery pale skin and mysterious violet eyes could even bring a King to his knees. She had tamed her platinum white curls in a bun that was resting against her neck. Every Lost Soul present in the old rusty mansion held their breaths. They knew what all this meant and what was about to come. It was one of those days for their Princess where darkness came and wrapped itself around her bones making her scream. . . The abandoned Princess will try to reach out for the light only to stumble back in the dark with no one there to hold her.Their cherished Princess was going to have one of her famous mental breakdowns any moment from now.With a silent mutual agreement, all the Lost So
. . .The Mighty King Has Craters She Didn't Create And She Had Darkness He Didn't Deserve. . .Esmeray peered at the Vampire King who was now back on his feet. He stood at her door drenched in rain, dressed in a white shirt and black pants hanging dangerously low on his waist, creating a puddle on the floor. Esmeray's eyes scanned the colors on his white shirt and hands, even the rain wasn't able to wash that away.He stood there, his face was pale, his skin damped from the rain. A hundred emotions were swirling in his dark forest green orbs that locked with hers. There were so many emotions swirling in his gaze but above them, all was hunger, a hunger so intense that even in her tipsy state it made her heartbeat crazy.After coming out of whatever trance he was under as Vladimir stalked closer he seemed like a predator eyeing its prey. Esmeray was somehow aware she should run yet she couldn't move a muscle. Energy hummed between them as he came to stand a foot away from her. When he
Esmeray~ The name had caused turmoil in Amber’s mind. Queen Amber recalled that when her eyes had fallen on the girl who looked like her son's xerox copy it felt like time stopped for a moment. But that was not what bothered Amber, the fact that made her anxious was that the more she had stared into those violet eyes the more she got this dejavu feeling as if she knew that girl. She seemed a familiar~ The girl who had looked at Amber as if waiting for something to happen, there was so much uncertainty and vulnerability in her gaze. After years Amber's wild heart had felt oddly calm as if it had found its lost piece. She hadn't felt that calm since Isak was born. But the peace and stillness the girl's presence bought were short. Walking nightmares were lined behind that strange girl. Nightmares who had dared to enter Amber’s Territory. . . Whatever pull Amber felt towards that girl was overpowered by her motherly instinct to protect her unborn baby, her clueless son and subject
What time was it? Was it already night? Or was it just dark in her room? Esmeray's mind was a fuzzy mess. She blinked rapidly to get rid of her blurred gaze. It felt like she was dying, everything in her body hurt especially her hands. And on top of that, she had the weirdest freakish dream. Esmeray dreamed of the Vampire King. Him in her domain, tending to her wounds, proposing to her, crying for her. What a crazy dream it was. . . How long was she going to pain for a meanie like him? Esmeray groaned. Even if she had left the bastard's Kingdom, the recollections of the time they had spent together won't leave her alone. "Fuck!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. When she turned around with a moan which almost made her sound like a dying whale Esmeray gasped, trying to rise above the tide of churning emotions in her head. The King of Vampires in all his royal glory was sitting on a wooden chair beside her worn-out bed, looking spooked by her sudden outburst. Her heart stu
Vladimir's fingers drummed rhythmically on the wooden table while his knee bobbed up and down. Sitting beside his bride for the past fifteen minutes he was anxiously waiting for her to say something, anything to initiate a conversation since she had come down after getting dressed. After another five minutes, giving up on the wait Vladimir decided to break the ice. "Why were you crying last night?" He asked in a gentle whisper, trying not to spook her. "You mean to ask why I was having an episode?" Esmeray lips twitched. This was a first. The blunt Vampire was filtering his words to gentle the blow. "I'm a busy person and it is hard to find time to vent my frustration out so I do that sometimes. I let the sadness consume me. It's a healthy way to manage my emotions." Feeling his eyes on her she looked down at her bandaged hands, shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal. "Are you single?" The Vampire King blurted out of nowhere making Esmeray's eyes snap towards him. "What if I'm not?
"What are you two doing here?" Esmeray inquired with a grin, standing from her chair. "We finished sooner than expected and came to surprise you. But you seem rather busy making bizarre plans as we witnessed a minute ago." Amell muttered broodingly while taking off his shades. He was dressed in a casual grey suit paired with a white undershirt and sneakers as usual twining with his elder brother Raziel. Ignoring Amell's remark Esmeray turned towards Vladimir who was still sitting at the table assessing them. "Vlad meet Amell and Raziel. They are my companions." "Companion? What happened to me being the love of your life? Your future husband?" Amell's eyes flickered towards the Vampire King momentarily. One corner of his mouth twitched upward in satisfaction as Amell saw that he was pulling the right strings. "Why are you so quick-witted when it comes to stuff like this?" Esmeray murmured softly with a sad shake of her head. "Why do you have to be so dim-witted? Why can't you just