“Tell me, Jacque…do you love me?” Clayton whispered in the woman’s ear lying with her head on his abdomen with her two upfolded legs. He was leaning on the bed’s board.His eyes admired her tanned-toned skin with some long shaped legs and plump hips as he caressed her inside thighs.Jacqueline turned her head to him. “Absolutely. How about you? Do you love me, Clay? Or do you just think I am the best mate that you can have?” She slid her body that exposed and was only covered on her front part with a white sheet and lifted her back to lean on the board of the bed.Clayton squinted at her. “You know how I feel, Jacque…” He sipped his champagne. He took the glass of champagne from the woman’s hand and put the two glasses on the bedside.Jacqueline beamed and let Clayton kiss her lips. Their lips adhered tightly to each other as the light started twinkling at the time Jacqueline’s hand accidentally tried to grasp something to hold on.The strong fingers of Clayton grasped her two wrists
“You didn’t sleep?” Jacqueline opened her eyes and she seemed to scorch after awakening from her nap.Clayton beamed at her. “Hungry?”Jacqueline got up and sat by the bed to put on her clothes. She checked the meal boxes that Clayton brought and she took a bit of waffle with chocolate topping on it. She seemed to enjoy the meal as she finished the big piece of waffle and licked some remains on her fingers.“Who calls?” Jacqueline sipped her chocolate drink that should have been served in cold but it had been molten.“Your dad!” Clayton answered the phone.“Vlad Lup?” Professor Earl Hügel greeted him from somewhere. “Was my daughter with you?” there was a fretted tone in his voice.Clayton sighed. “Luna is here with me!”Professor Earl Hügel inhaled deeply. “Good!”Clayton put a stare at Jacqueline who went to take a shower. He still waited for another response from that professor.“Talking about the pictures that Luna gave me…” Professor Hügel paused and his breathtaking sounded so h
“I’m home!” Sonya entered the house and put her car key on the key holder after locking the front door. The room was quiet but the clinking sounds of glassware with spoons and forks appeared from the dining room. “Sonya, please…” there was a voice of Auntie Caroline from the dining room. Sonya rubbed her forehead and sniffed. She rolled her eyes and puffed harshly. She walked to the dining room with her pathetic steps. She saw Auntie Caroline taking a seat and having dinner with Mr. Jackson. “You don’t have dinner with us?” Auntie Caroline stared at her and she paused to eat the soup from her plate. Sonya sighed. “I had some meals with Frank today! I’m full.” Auntie Caroline still kept staring at her and wiped the tip of her lips with a white serviette. She poured some tea into an empty cup. “Frank?” She lifted one of her eyebrows that were brushed neatly and fine-shaded by a brown-colored eyebrow pencil. “Would you mind having a cup of tea with us, though?” Sonya inhaled a lon
Sonya was enjoying her morning coffee on the terrace when she saw Clayton’s car parked outside the front gate. She only took a glimpse at Mr. Jackson who hurriedly ran to the gate and opened it for Clayton.She saw Clayton entering the front yard and she just glanced at him a tad. She returned to the book and kept reading the book keenly as the book she was intertwined by the unity of interest in a sophisticated individual realm.She sipped her coffee and heard Clayton’s thudding steps were stopped in front of her. She let one of her legs wrap around the other leg.“Morning Sonya!” Clayton beamed at her and greeted gently.Sonya stopped sipping her coffee but she didn’t take any look at him. She sniffed and lifted her eyebrows.‘Why do I smell a kind of specific hormone that is extracted from a female dog or wolf from Clayton’s body aroma? Is he mating with a female wolf?’ She wiped the tip of her nos
“You know what, Sonya?” Richard paused and deeply looked into her brown eyes. “Your existence is seductive to me whether you even don’t try it!” He rubbed his lips.Sonya turned her head down. She felt her cheeks were heated by the crushingly sensational feeling that made her heart pulsing in the combined state of excitement and uneasiness. She sighed and beamed slightly as she turned her eyes away from Richard’s blue but shady eyes. ‘His flattering words become pleasurable in my ears!’Autumn breezes blew reasonably tousled.Sonya folded her two arms and pulled her hair strands out of her sight as both of them were strolling down the stairs. Her loosened hair was played naughtily as Richard’s eyes captured it.Richard lifted his hand, but then, he withdrew his craving for touching those tousled, soft, naturally dark, and medium-length straight hair strands. He gnashed his jaw as he got a whiff of Sonya’s body scent that was concealed by her jasmine-franced body lotion through the aut
“What do you want to prove, Richard?” Sonya stared at him with her distorted sight. “I know that you are capable of romanticizing any woman that comes into your interest. Then, what? Are you going to leave them while they beg you for more closures with you…. because they crave your intimacies…being triggered romantically and passionately? The winning pleasure of emotional state as being a conqueror perhaps is the primal climax that you’re addicted to.” Sonya sighed.Richard beamed and stirred his tea more calmly. He sipped some and looked at Sonya who kept staring at him. He found some conflicted emotional state that she tried hard to hide from him. ‘She always responded to me although I could find her anxious feeling to avoid me.’ Richard slightly smirked.‘Her feeling of uneasiness triggered anger, curiosity, combined with undiscovered passion, craving for pleasures…Sonya, the more I look into your eyes the more I could see myself within you…’ He stirred his tea and hid his victorio
London at the sunset time.‘Not more reddish than the worry of the eyes of a leader that creates sparks into demolished anger!’ Clayton sighed, he folded the message on the paper and put it into the pocket of the black suit he was wearing. His thudded steps mixed with well-dressed entered the large hall and made graceful bumping sounds on the floor. The room made his presence noticeable.His sight was straightforward. The sturdy steps that he made sounded triggering to some eyes passing him by or he walked past them as taking respect for his presence. Every pair of eyes looked at him as a man with a specific badge on his shoulder.The Council sent him The Call after they heard the rumors spreading that he was protecting a witch. The witch was considerably dangerous for a single protector since she got involved with one of the vampire leaders.Clayton put his hand into one of his black suit’s pockets. He realized that he was called Vlad Lup, and it considered some consequences and resp
Richard was standing near the window of his room. The curtain hid his standing position from any distant spot that was possibly visible from the Duvilles’ land. His eyes captured Sonya’s spot where she was standing by the brook.He sighed. His taking breath sounded heavy and he put his eyes on the sculpture under his room’s window. He was rubbing his lips as his eyes were observing the sculpture, every inched detail of her female body silhouette and a gesture that was crafted in a fine palate on the sculpture. Richard believed, under the moonlight showers some strangers could perceive it as a real woman who was standing and playing in the fish pond, but they could impossibly hear her feet sprinkling the water and her giggling voices. One hand of the sculpture was holding her arm while the other arm was sagging downward and holding the stem of a rose in her fingers lightly. She was standing with the crafted details as if the lower part of her dress was swaying under the autumn breezes.
The flower bouquet was handed to Sonya as she stared at her reflection on the mirror where she was standing. It was her wedding day with Clayton… The white embroidered long dress with the same pattern of embroidery of white veil that she put on made her surprisingly different. She curled her nose and what she saw on the mirror cause her eyes to blink many times. ‘Am I dreaming?’ She sighed and looked her surroundings. ‘No, I am not dreaming…’ she turned around and found Auntie Caroline but also her mum were talking behind her. Frank’s fiancee helped her to pin her hair with some pearls hair accessories. “You look magical, Sonya…” Frank’s fiancee whispered into Sonya’s ear and made her shyly beamed at her. “Thank you. You are so kind…” she stroked away some of her hair strands that falling down on her forehead. Meanwhile in other part of the place… Clayton was standing with his black suits and Marcus was helping him to fix a stem of white rose to pin it on his black up
Novak entered the castle with his shadowing men were following from behind.His entrance hit Marcus’s attention as he almost gave an opportunity for a vampire to taste his blood.Marcus snatched the female vampire’s leg that was flying over him and grabbed her wing to pull it down on the floor. She was screaming as the wolf successfully dumped her on the floor with the wings laid off, giving the wolf power to put his grip on her neck. Desperate anger and grimace of pain as the wolf suppressed his sharp paws into her skin was reflected in her sparking eyes with bloody thirst color.Marcus stared into her eyes before he gave her a final crack to bend her neck and escort her soul to a portal of fire, consuming whole of her become ashes.The shrieking was vanished but the other disasters just started with the coming of screeching screams fill the ceilings of the castle.Marcus couldn’t get where those creatures were coming out. They flied like big horrendous bats with the face of
Sonya walked to the Eleven Stone Gate and stopped her steps before those eleven high stones…as the scene offered her some reasons, how and why those stones were put to surround The Sacred Land. She sighed. The burial with head stone curved the name Knight Duville was behind the third stone. It was the place where the little boy resting and hidden within the falling leaves, leaving it unmarked to maintain within hundreds of the years. Her sight was pulled to the place in a few seconds as her mind was running many different stories that she also was curious where they would land to end. Knight Richard’s bloodlines, doctor Wölfe’s and Rose Duville’s bloodlines… Sonya was standing there with her two feet barely touch the cold grass on the ground, her eyes were sadly watching the battle between the two men from her past lives, they were fighting for her pride from each perspective. One of them had been chosen for her… Sonya sighed as she had made a choice for her present life. She swaye
Time passed…the storm was blowing upon both of Clayton and Sonya abruptly ended…they were thrown out from a portal which brightly light up.Clayton was resting next to Sonya with their stomach on the ground, both of them were not moving…His surrounding was in darkness, Clayton opened his eyes slowly and saw his clothes were messed up, torn off as he transformed to become a wolf.He got up and approached Sonya who was resting with her stomach on the ground, her outfits were also torn off, her back was half exposed.Clayton sighed. He turned Sonya to face up him as he rested her head on his lap. He fixed the cleavage of her upper outfit that was torn down by the freaking vampire, her two bumps were not covered with bra and exposed fully. Her breathing rhythm made her breast moving up and down harmoniously beautiful and tempting…Clayton shakingly buttoned up to cover her chest and saw her was breathing…he wiped his nose.He looked at the environment…it was quiet and they were thr
Knight Richard cringed in his pain and he held his jaws as Clayton put his punches on.“Hell, you are…” He hissed at the time he was cringing and his two fangs emerge sharper as they appeared to be ready to tear.Clayton sniggered and walked towards to the vampire a few steps.He stopped to check Sonya Duville and saw the woman was laying limp and she was not moving at all.Clayton was burned to become freaking out, he felt fiercely disgusted and sickened imagining how the filthy hand of the vampire had touched her.He felt his blood rushing into his veins, the heat of anger stroke his heart beat and made he craved for the vampire’s flesh to fight for Sonya’s pride.His teeth were grinding and they had changed to become sharp and fierce canines wanting to bite the vampire off into tiny chunks. His mouth came into more fierce outlook as he kept snarling.Marcus sighed. He witnessed his buddy had changed drastically to become a fierce giant wolf.He was howling…Marcus was call
Clayton’s tip nose was curling as he sniffed something.“I am sniffing…” he mumbled and kept curling his nose.“What are you sniffing, buddy?” Marcus looked so excited as he predicted that his buddy had found the woman’s existence or at least he sniffed her scent so they could trace her down.“Fresh lamb meat…I am starving…” Clayton wiped his mouth and it became quite watery. He licked his mouth as if he was attempted to taste something, craving for the stuff.Not the finding that Marcus expected. He puffed out. Waiting for his next locating steps…“I am going to find it out!”Clayton started snarling.Marcus rubbed his head although it wasn’t itchy. He gritted his teeth. His clenched hand was swayed in the air.“Ignore that meat, buddy. You should find her…”Clayton curled his forehead. “Who?”Marcus nearly ate his punch and cleared his throat. Luckily, those eyes of his buddy were shut, couldn’t see how he was about to be fed up…“Sonya Duville…” Marcus paused. “You are
“Hey, look!” Clayton excitedly pointed at the copper and small butterfly which was flapping inside the plastic bag.Marcus had put it on the floor.The butterfly was flapping but the time ran backward to that creature…it slowly changed and it returned to become a cocoon.Marcus was surprised and looked at Clayton.“It reversed within time dimensions and returned back to its cocooning state…” He paused and curled his nose as he was thinking hard.“It can be assumed that a butterfly has a lifespan for forty eight hours normally …” He rubbed his chin and made a frowning lips as he thought. “We can assume that time interval happening is forty eight hours or two days…as roughly predictability…” He looked at Clayton who was staring at him.“You mean that time interval brought back us on Monday?” Clayton arched his eyebrows.“What happen so?” He hissed and rubbed his forehead as he seemed so confused.“We were inside Novak’s house on the same day.” Clayton continued. He took a sigh
“Luka…Where are you?” Marquise half running steps were entering the mansion where Luka was staying.She had been looking for that vampire but…“What happened to you?” She opened the door of the lounge room and found Luka was unconsciously half resting on a long couch.Marquise sighed and approached the vampire, the scent of liquor coming out from Luka’s mouth.She tried to wake up the vampire using her magic power. She sat by the couch and let the vampire inhaled the smokes coming out from the old witch’s hand.She saw the vampire, Luka, opening her eyes slowly. Marquise walked to the table at the corner, she sniffed the glasses which put there, one glass was empty and the other one was untouched.She opened the cabinet and took out the bottle with thick red liquid from it.It wasn’t wine bottle but it was red blood of humans that Luka’s men had hunted for her…people became victims living outside the city. Most of their victims were unidentifiable people who people found diffic
Knight Richard drew a long inhale. His eyes brought some cloudy gaze at Sonya as he found by his eyes that woman was biting her lower lip helplessly.“What are you thinking, my love?” He whispered, sneaking from Sonya’s behind and wrapping his arm to the woman’s waist.“You seem skinnier than before…” He sniffed Sonya’s scent from her back neck and he saw the scar had recovered as he kissed it gently.Sonya gulped and tried to pull Knight Richard’s grips on her waist but she was too smaller and weak for that man. She was shivering as those pale and cold lips touching her skin…Her tiny fingers were holding Knight Richard’s big hands asking him to stop but the man wouldn’t as he grabbed the woman’s neck. He pulled Sonya’s face closer and pushed his lips on hers.As much as Sonya tried to release herself, as brutally as Knight Richard kissed her.“I know deep down inside your soul, you are missing me, Sonya…” He caressed Sonya’s back neck gently.“Please, don’t hide your feeling