I lost interest in the conversation ten minutes in. I nonetheless couldn’t fathom why I was still doing this. Still sitting in on ridiculous meetings about economy and structure, when all I kept hearing every time I turned up was the same thing. Money. More and more money, that’s all they wanted. The ludacris vain little things that humans deemed important. Vital perhaps. Something that faded in and out of existence with every new advancement and I say the word advancement with a grain of salt. Maybe it's their short life spans that make them feel the urge to do things rather quickly. I'll never understand. My eyes slid close tuning them out as I laid in the chair. This was the other agitating issue. All I did was sleep, but I was yet to actually get rest. I really should pass this one to Hayden as well. My head throbbed endlessly, while I cringed in the chair. This damn pain felt like it was about to tear my head apart. I leaned back resting my head against the chair, before my body
It was three weeks since I left the detention center, two weeks since I attempted and failed at finding Yuuki on my own. Every vampire estate that I had infiltrated didn’t have her and I was running out of patience and hope. The last thing I wanted was to think that maybe like Victor had said, that they had sent her overseas. I wouldn’t be able to save her then and if the bloodsuckers were anything like the parasites we had in this country, she wouldn’t last a day. I couldn't, I couldnt think of her like that. Yuuki was alive. She was waiting for me to find her. I promised I would find her. And I will. I will die trying. I hurried into the meeting that was being kept inside the crowded foyer, spotting a familiar face and his eyes went immediately wide seeing me. The crowd bustles around us, humans shifting around in fear and anxiety as we wait to hear our fates. “Thomas,” He said in a hushed tone revealing his surprise. “Dammit, you got caught too?”I nodded. “Yeah. "Though it
YUUKIThe moment Aiden had spun on his heels, I had fallen to the ground, my heart racing and my body zapped completely of energy. I can't move. His presence was menacing. I felt like I was standing adjacent a burning furnace and a bottomless pit. His loathing of me felt heavy- burden some to say the least and I've only just met him. Only now saw the monster and God they feared and I'm left only to shrivel in his shadow. His voice held so much command I felt threatened just standing there before him. When he said he’d kill me if he returns and finds me, I swore I died. It was only a threat then, but I felt as if his hands had actually wrapped around my throat and was squeezing the life from me. There was only one option I saw when he left through the door and I finally felt his presence fade. Run.And that’s exactly what I've done. Between him and Hayden, I’d rather to be locked in the dark again than face him. But I had so many questions with him standing there. Hearing him call
YUUKI“No one is allowed within the kitchen or pantry quarters from tonight onwards without Giselle’s or Sarah’s knowledge or permission. ”Everyone glanced at the two women who stood to the side of Hayden, their expressions stoic as if smiling was one of the seven deadly sins. They were both dressed in maid’s uniforms, their hairs pulled back into a neat bun and their skin pale as milk beneath light, just like Hayden’s I realized. My brows furrowed wondering what the connection was but gave up. It wasn’t worth it. “Who are they?” I asked Jane. “The head Maid and the Keeper of the Kitchen, ” she replies, keeping her eyes forward. “Both bloodsuckers. ”I sigh, rolling my eyes. “Don’t you get tired of saying that all the time?” My voice came out chaste, surprising even me, when she turned giving me a a stunned expression. “I’m just saying calling them names isn’t gonna solve anything. ” “The males will handle all the delivery’s and Garnett will ensure to check them all. ” Hayden co
Today everyone was given the day off. We didn’t ask the reason why, everyone just made themselves scarce in case they needed anything. The kitchen staff through had to prepare our food before putting away their aprons and after having a picnic with the girls, I returned inside having enough of the sun. I already had enough break going out with harry yesterday and now, my mind was craving for something educational. The last time I held a book was before I became less than a member of my own family and I bet I was more than rusty with everything that I had learned before. I found an empty study, after looking about to check if anyone was about, before sneaking inside. There were three book shelfs all packed from the ground to the roof, a globe stood on a table near the back along with other large books which were left open on the table, as if they had been in recent use. I ran my hand over the spines of the ones centered nearest to the door, feeling the thick wrapping around each and
My strides grew longer as I made my way from the stairwell, down through the hall and into the area where everyone had gathered. Everyone. We've never had a crowd as big as the the one I was currently staring at. Actually, I've never had a crowd as big as the one I was currently staring at. At least not for centuries, not after I awoken. Hayden however was much more acquainted with it. I heard myself groan, stepping into the room arguing with myself to go in. I hated this. But I was awake. Sadly. My eyes fell on one person in particular that I could've gone without seeing. Lady Marissa. Luckily, she hadn't taken her daughter this time, but everyone else were just as irriatating. Three rows down, Luke, Hayden and May sat together. I hadn't seen May in a while, and the look she held on her dazzling features showed she was extremely worried. "Sorry I'm late, " gushed Amy, rushing past. "Lord Aiden. "She held her head low before rushing off to her seat quickly. Nonchalantly, my steps
She stared at me, the creepy smile still plastered across her face. I couldn't reveal my real motive for being here. Hell no, and worse, I doubted she liked me either. But my greatest concern was how she knew I wasn't just like any other human walking around in this place. I hadn't acted out of the ordinary. Okay, maybe my snicker back there was my worst move yet, but that was an expected reaction. None of us wanted to be here. It was probably this or an execution. Well I was the only one with gall enough to do more than fake adoration. I could have held up my side of the praises, but their talk about Romania stirred apart of me that laid dormat. Their beautiful country flourishes while ours has gone to the dogs. Our people left to either flee in fear or bow. Tuskee people were proud, we worked damn hard for everything we owned. Even the asshole Aristocrats we had would have been better than this shit show. But no, we had fudging Vampires that wanted everything. Our souls, loyalties
**** WARNING. MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS. The only thing that told me that morning had come again was the warmth of the sun on my skin. The floor might've been covered with some expensive plush rug but it was still chilling cold. The room itself was cold. My head was bowed in obsience having finally admitting to myself that I was resigned to hell for the rest of my life and that made me laugh. My laughter ricocheted around the room, sounding like stomping footsteps. So damn sad and lonely it was torture. To people outside, it was seem as if I'd slowly descended into madness. I was convinced I was mad. Hearing my laughter only made me laugh even more, louder, faster, more hysterical. Perhaps I was slowly mad, but could you blame me? I was stuck in a place I resented more than life itself, robbed of my ability of sight, like I wasn't deserving of knowing what the world looked like. I was some form of monster in human form, that every time I tried to escape, to finally be freed, I was sent b
Every day is the same. Outside is covered in white, and a chilling wind tumbles through the window before storming into the room. It's daytime out apart from the blue skies, or what should have been blue skies that are hidden behind ashen clouds, there's nothing else that speaks to the day. The moment is wintry and foreboding, truly daunting to any type of fun you'd think of having. Then again, my type of fun is being resigned to a wall-by-wall cage. My life doesn't seem to get better than this. I'm always trapped, despite where ever I go. I know I'm not to think this way, I'm here because Thomas is attempting to keep me safe. But am I really? Once Aiden comes back and finds me gone, what then? He'll tear the world apart. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking. I don't even know what my thoughts are anymore. One minute I'm sure that being away from him is the best thing, the next, I'm terrified of him never finding me. I should hate him. A murderer and monster. A cruel bastard tha
I'm silent, too repulsed to open my mouth as vomit lingers just outside my throat. I was not sure what to expect from this meeting, but I sure as well was not expecting the attendees to be drinking vampire blood. Especially not my father! What the hell was happening here? And why were they comrades with a damn vampire? The same creatures that we were already desperate to get away from! Was this some reverse psychology bullshit? How funding different were we from the bloodsuckers if we were drinking blood too? Another wave of repulsive hits as I realized something. There were no human donors around, but that didn't mean that they didn't have them locked away somewhere from prying eyes. My stomach churns once more just thinking of it. Was this really human blood? "It's quite refreshing, you know," The Vampire says breaking through my mind haze. "Just look around. Aren't they enjoying it?" I continue to stare. I might have looked apprehensive but I was scared and mortified as
"What! You're still here?" My father barked coming up the staircase. I haven't seen this man in a few days, but the rumors spreading among the auxiliary workers certainly weren't false. He's angry and miserable. His chaotic madness spreading like poisonous miasma. My father was scary when he wanted to be, or when the pressures of our Government got to levels he could no longer contain. But this, the monster of what he was, now standing before me was horrifyingly barbaric. I didn't recognize him at all. His eyes were red, blood vessels coursing thickly through his hands, while the vein at his neck throbbed dramatically. For a fraction of a second, I'm happy my mother and little brother were dead. They would be heart broken seeing him like this. My hands slide into my pockets effortlessly as I pause watching him. "Yes sadly, " I answer. "But see, since my visit had nothing to do with you I didn't think it mattered. I have a life too you know. "My father teeth clenches in annoyance
I spent the latter part of the morning, perusing the small diary I found encased in the Chaney family book.I've been doing my best to find out more about my mate. Anything that will connected the missing data to explain her existence- or lack of. The book contains an annoying vast majority of dates, questions and history alluding to what the owner has done and have been, but very little about Yuuki herself. It seemed geared towards aquainting the child with the previous owner than to state the relationship between them. Other than the first mention of Yuuki's name and her words alluding to be the mother, there were very other few instances, which were very far between of the child ever again. I couldn't compare the Chancey book with the diary either, having found it completely worthless to seek information there. Other than the lingering question of why both women birth dates were similar, there was nothing else to connect them. That is until the book fell from my hand momentarily o
Lady Amy meets me at the door, her eyes doing her usual stomach churning sweep of me, before licking her lips. Vampire or human, there were always girls that I knew for a fact I'd never be interested in. I just didn't know humans and vampires would ever be this close alike. "What do you want? I'm leaving like you asked. "She smiled running a finger against my jaw, my feet taking a step back from her reach. "Oh come on are we playing this right now?" She purrs and I roll my eyes. "I don't know when you'll be back......if you'll be back. " I stiffen immediately as her words sink in. Truth lining every fibre of it. But I had to come back, for Yuuki's sake. I had to keep her safe. "What the hell do you want?" I snap. "You're wasting my time. " "Fine, " Amy snorts, taking a step beside me, placing her palms on either side of my head. "What do you think you're doing?" I twist myself, attempting to get further away from her, my distrust of her intentions evident. Amy tosses me a
I held Yuuki in my hand, stroking her hair while she wrapped her hand around my neck. My cheeks hurt from all our laughing, thinking back on all our times we spent together. Next I indulged her curiosity about things her mind found awe of like contraceptives for instance. Her family robbed her, they robbed Yuuki of enjoying life, of feeding her curiosity that would have blossomed into something beautiful. They robbed her of who she would have been. My mind fluttered to her question, only days ago. Eric Chancey was a good friend of my father's, they were both servants of our government and he was a very influential man. His life was kept crisp and tight, no one knew what went on behind his gates. Belle was truly the only heir anyone knew to the now forgotten estate. She was forced into the social ranks like I was, only I escaped for school and because I didn't care about openly rebelling and not meeting my father's expectations. But she however, knew she had to play her role well. In
I hated that Victoria wasn't where I left her. That her room was empty. That the only thing behind was the subtle rose fragrance that always surround her, since the last few months. I wasn't even sure who to be angry at. Her for not heeding my order, or my stupid brother for not caring either way whether she was here or not. The door to her room slammed loudly as I walked out frustrated. Keeping her safe was much more difficult than I thought it would be. Growling I stalked down the stairs my hands gripping the railings a little too roughly, a section coming off in my hand before tossing it through the window. The bottom floor that was only seconds ago filled with vampires is now completely empty except for one person. Hayden. He gives me a pouting smile not knowing how much I really wanted to snap his neck at the moment. Instead my hands slip into my pockets as I made my way into my study. I needed a distraction. "Were you going through my books?" I asked looking around and finall
"How old are you Aiden?" The bright light of the sun pours through the open glass windows as the wind bounces through the curtains. A tall figure stands at the edge of the bed, his shirt white and hangs over the edges of his dark pants. Aiden hair is long, the edges touching his shoulder at the back, but shorter at the front. "I don't think this is a game you want to play. " "Oh come on, how old could you possibly be? A few years older? That's not at all scary" the voice laughs and it seems somewhat familar, like mine. Aiden steps away from the edge of the bed making his way back to where she say pulling at the sleeves of his shirt. "Belle. " "I want to know, " she says moving across the bed to cup his face in her hands. Aiden's gaze remain docile for awhile before they shift and he swallows leaning into her hands. "You don't have to hide from me Aiden" she says again, her thumb rubbing across his cheek. "I'm not going to run and hide. I'll always be here. " "I'm over six
After taking my bath and returning to the serenity of the room all I can think about is Thomas, our kiss and what it meant. What it could mean. I know he said it was a mistake, but it didn't feel like it, or maybe I didn't want it to feel like it. Did I? I gripped my hair thinking about everything. Why was life and emotions so complicated? Why couldn't everything be simple black and white? What did I really want? Aiden comes to mind and I mentally scream at myself. Why am I thinking about him? We're so far apart yet he still has this hold on me. Aiden isn't safe, I remind myself. Thomas is. I've know him for almost a year now, he's given everything to get me safe and keep me away from my kidnappers. Yes that's what Aiden is, my kidnapper. I lay on my side forcing myself to think of Thomas before sighing. I screwed up, I'm so stupid! How could I ever tell him he never cared. I'm so stupid! I'm Blind too. How could I not have noticed anything about him? Was it because we always calle