It was one evening in autumn, 1827, Rose Duville, a young woman who hit her early twenties, with her pale beautiful skin and an unexplainable innocent countenance, was standing beside a brook. The water was streaming and sounded bubbling. POV of Rose Duville:Her hands were holding the stem of a white rose. ‘How should I tell him about this?’ Rose Duville bit her lips and she looked quite anxious. Her pair of blue eyes were staring at a mansion that was elegantly structured, not too far away from the position where she was standing at that time. She inhaled.‘I still remember that evening!’‘He had me into that mansion!’ She paused and smelled the flower in her hands.‘He took me to a lounge and I saw no one in the mansion. There were only some maids and male attendants who seemed to do some work and what he asked them to do for me. He was holding my hand tightly as we were walking from the front door of that mansion to the lounge room.’ ‘His eyes were hypnotizing at that time he
At present time on one morning of the autumn season:‘It wasn’t unlocked.’Sonya Duville inhaled deeply as she found a wooden gate behind her family house’s backyard was unlocked.‘It’s time for me to explore that abandoned mansion while I am taking a morning walk. I hope Auntie Caroline is still sleeping in her room!’She decided to take a morning walk through the path in front of her. It was a small path from red stones where along both sides, some willow trees, some medium-height pine trees, and bluebell plants were growing shadily.‘It was five-thirty in the morning.’ Sonya sighed. Her ears were catching the sound of chirping birds on some pine and willow branches to welcome a new day. ‘Lord of the Day on Earth just appeared to show his sunny and reddish throne!’‘It’s so peaceful here!’She took some long deep inhales and put as much fresh oxygen from the fantastic morning into her lungs as she traced the path.‘All I need is time to contemplate and restructure my life! I think
Living in a small village was prestigious for having a cup of coffee on the porch and watching the sunset. Sonya inhaled and she was about to take some sips of her coffee when her ears captured a woman’s voice, but it was not either hers or Auntie Caroline. “Sonya…your journey will begin…” that voice whispered so gently in Sonya’s ears. ‘Whose voice is that?’ Sonya put her coffee cup on a table that was in front of her and Auntie Caroline. “Auntie, did you hear that?” she asked Auntie Caroline who was sitting next to her on an old wooden chair, but Auntie Caroline didn’t hear what Sonya said to her as she was too absorbed in reading something from the magazine in her hands. Sonya took a deep breath as she knew that Auntie Caroline missed her question, otherwise, she didn’t want to ask twice about that. Auntie Caroline finished reading a magazine that she brought at that time Sonya took her coffee cup again from the table and sipped some. “It’s getting colder for my old bones, So
The night had shifted.One morning came as the sunlight woke Sonya up with its warm greeting.Sonya stretched out and got up from the bed. She didn’t see Lassie on her bed anymore.‘He must be in the kitchen with Auntie Caroline!’ She came out from her bedroom after putting the pillow on the left top side of the bed and tidying up the sheet.She grabbed a morning coffee and made tea for her auntie as she arrived at the kitchen. She didn’t see Auntie Caroline and Lassie there.She changed her footwear with outdoor sandals and took a morning walk. As she walked through the path, Sonya found Auntie Caroline and Lassie standing near the brook.Auntie Caroline was talking with a man.“Morning Auntie!” Sonya greeted Auntie Caroline who turned her head at her.Sonya handed her a mug with a warm tea while she was holding her morning coffee mug.“Thank you!” Auntie Caroline to
“Two bouquets of white roses!” Sonya spoke to the woman at the flower shop where she stopped before going home.She intentionally visited the shop after having breakfast with Frank, as she remembered that Auntie Caroline sent her a message to buy two bouquets of white roses to celebrate the full moon festival.Sonya inhaled, she didn’t have any idea what the full moon festivals were and why they should celebrate it. All she knew was that every full moon night, she and her parents would stay at home all night, they lit some candles at home and bedroom, and they ate only vegan and fruit menu.Once Sonya asked about the meaning behind all the festivals, her mother always smiled at her and said, “Making our gratitude for the mother of Earth and taking appreciation on other’s living souls as our company on this earth!”And, this answer had already shut Sonya’s mouth to ask further as she was busy absorbing it
The night was running slowly. Sonya was in her room in the attic compartment and Auntie Caroline had gone to bed a few hours later after she finished her story about Rose Duville. Sonya inhaled she had spent an hour reading a book that she borrowed from the library but she couldn’t close her eyes. At the time she looked at Lassie, the German shepherd dog had already cowered underneath her feet. Sonya inhaled and got up from her bed. She saw a music box on the table next to the bed that Uncle Elbert gave her on her fifteenth birthday. ‘A ballerina girl music box!’ she smiled as she examined the music box that still looked being kept up well. Gently, Sonya scrolled the key to play the music box. A lullaby song was played as Sonya returned to the bed and reclined herself. She tried to close her eyes and enjoyed the lullaby. Within a few minutes, Sonya found herself in an empty large hall as she tried to get up from her reclining position. Her eyes captured a slightly opened door tha
“So, Mr. Jackson will return and stay in the cabin again this evening?” Sonya poured some coffee from the coffee maker into two different cups; one cup of Auntie Caroline and the other cup was for her.“No. He’ll be back in three days!” Auntie Caroline chewed some green salad and almond chunks that Sonya had prepared for their breakfast.“In three days?” Sonya lifted her eyebrows and stopped eating her toasted bread with peanut jam. “Why does it take so long for him to take a break?”Auntie Caroline took some sips of her coffee before answering Sonya’s question. “I think he has some business to do in his hometown!” She reached for a piece of toasted bread and crushed it into crumbles on her salad.Auntie Caroline’s answer triggered Sonya’s curiosity to get to know Mr. Jackson, a poker-faced man. “Does he celebrate the full moon festivals like us?” Sonya too
“So, are you going to settle in this village?” Clayton looked at Sonya as they were walking on the small path.Sonya inhaled, uncovering her sight from any hair strands that were blown away by the morning breeze. “It’s a good place to contemplate and restructure my life again!” She smirked and glanced at Clayton.Clayton nodded and put his two hands into his jean’s pockets. “Yeah. I understand. A new beginning in our life needs a lot of effort and struggles but that’s life. Life needs us to transform into our new chapter, don’t you think so?” His hazel eyes stared at Sonya.“Auntie Caroline told me about what had happened to you. I mean she is concerned about you a lot!” Clayton shrugged. “Please, don’t think that I am too nosy in your personal life!” He stopped walking and looked into a pair of Sonya’s brown eyes.Sonya smiled. “Of course not. I knew tha
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