WILLIAM
Her lithe body lain peacefully below mine as I caressed her taut yet supple skin, revelling in the glory of her desperately anticipated surrender. I had finally claimed my little mate in every possible way and might I add, there were many, many pleasurable ways. Just the thought of our activities earlier sent a rush of desire down my spine; she truly was perfect. Now all that was left was the kiss of death to finally turn her so that we may have our eternity.
The only sounds in the room were coming from the crackling of the fire sputtering in the fireplace rooted on the wall across the bed and the steady breathing from the precious angel beneath me. My gaze moved across the room in a subtle manner before settling on the grand, mahogany clock perched in the far right. The clock clearly indicated that it was still eleven forty-five meaning that there were still fifteen minutes to go till it was midnight, the time
AMELIAMy body was on fire, utterly excruciating! I wanted it to end oh-so-terribly. My throat constricted with a thirst so substantial that I really believed that I'd die if it wasn't quenched! Using the negligible amount of energy I could employ, I opened my eyes only to release a startled gasp. Everything was so, so... intricate?From the walls to the vanity mirror, I could see it all in so much detail. Every molecule visible to my eye if I concentrated enough and it made me contemplate how I could ever miss all this. I gulped aloud consequently bringing attention back to my unyielding thirst. Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my primal urge but somehow that seemed to worsen the situation as a swe
Amelia gently laid a single rose near the tombstone which spelled Margo's name in a beautifully calligraphed writing. Even though it had nearly been a decade Amelia hadn't forgotten the witch's kindness and had a memorial built in her honor. She had also extended the same courtesy to all her beloved friends and peers she lost at the human nursery and visited it often, paying respect to every benevolent soul from her past.The gentle wind swept up her unruly yet lustrous cocoa locks as the dull-gray clouds, mantling the vicinity, began morphing into a harsh ambiance as the sky turned a few shades darker and the echoing thunder roared after minutes of interval.There was a storm coming,Amelia noted before speeding towards the castle.
Copyright © 2016 All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner what so ever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. WILLIAM MONTGOMERY "Get out, " I said softly, velvety sheets of my king-sized bed draped across my naked torso. " What? " asked the ever so naked blonde next to me.
WILLIAM"Are you telling me that I can't take my own mate to MY BLOODY CASTLE !" I roared"unfortunately sire, we can not endanger the life of our future queen. Yes we are the strongest empire but our strongest enemies are still lurking in the shadows and they are at their strongest right now; if it is found that the child in there is your mate, your enemies won't hesitate to eliminate her," replied Thomson."You think I can't protect my own mate; you think I'm a weakling?" I questioned furiously. No one could question my authority and if they did dare to I'd kill them; Thomson was lucky because
WILLIAMNINE YEARS LATERNine years went by agonizingly slow; every single second felt like an eternity. In this long period of time without my mate, I had begun losing my temper to a point where I didn't feel sane anymore. People were afraid of me before, but now they were petrified. To calm myself down, I'd often visit my little angel at night. She was fifteen years of age now and as I had predicted, she had blossomed into a stunning beauty.I closed my eyes and let the breath, I was holding in, out which caused the glass in front of me to fog; I felt like a total creep standing outside a fifteen-year old's window watching her
AMELIAI felt as if I was floating on a cloud, my previous bed wasn't this comfortable and I could feel something cold around my waist but surprisingly it felt good, in fact, I had the best sleep I had in my whole life.I tried prying my eyes open but I was just too fatigued because of the attack, as soon as the thought about the attack entered my mind a jolt of energy shot through my veins and I got up. My mind went back to the attack, I remember I had just showered and was about to head to bed when screams began echoing all around the house so I immediately made my way to the children.I had always been treated a little better than all the other
WILLIAM"I don't understand. What exactly is a mate?" Amelia asked in a small voice.I moved to the bed and pulled her on my lap. "well, a mate is somewhat like a soul mate. A vampire is born with half their soul and the other half is placed inside their partners or mates in this case; So when the vampire finally meets that person their souls finally come together making them complete. It feels like you were living with half a heart before them and everything comes together once they lay eyes on one another," I explained as best as I could.She looked thoughtful for a moment before looking
AMELIAI couldn't believe the nerve of that man! He claimed that he loved me but treated me like I was some sort of a slave; I couldn't deny the sparks but I could try to ignore them. If he was telling the truth about being my mate I still couldn't be with him, he was much too older than me and even if surprisingly I looked past the age difference he was still a vampire and vampires are cold, ruthless creatures that can never love!I was certain of that thus I would never love him. Without any intention, my eyes drifted down to my thighs where oncethe mysterious man's large hands grasped my skin. I had never felt anything like that, granted I had never even been in close proximity to a man bu
Amelia gently laid a single rose near the tombstone which spelled Margo's name in a beautifully calligraphed writing. Even though it had nearly been a decade Amelia hadn't forgotten the witch's kindness and had a memorial built in her honor. She had also extended the same courtesy to all her beloved friends and peers she lost at the human nursery and visited it often, paying respect to every benevolent soul from her past.The gentle wind swept up her unruly yet lustrous cocoa locks as the dull-gray clouds, mantling the vicinity, began morphing into a harsh ambiance as the sky turned a few shades darker and the echoing thunder roared after minutes of interval.There was a storm coming,Amelia noted before speeding towards the castle.
AMELIAMy body was on fire, utterly excruciating! I wanted it to end oh-so-terribly. My throat constricted with a thirst so substantial that I really believed that I'd die if it wasn't quenched! Using the negligible amount of energy I could employ, I opened my eyes only to release a startled gasp. Everything was so, so... intricate?From the walls to the vanity mirror, I could see it all in so much detail. Every molecule visible to my eye if I concentrated enough and it made me contemplate how I could ever miss all this. I gulped aloud consequently bringing attention back to my unyielding thirst. Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my primal urge but somehow that seemed to worsen the situation as a swe
WILLIAMHer lithe body lain peacefully below mine as I caressed her taut yet supple skin, revelling in the glory of her desperately anticipated surrender. I had finally claimed my little mate in every possible way and might I add, there were many, many pleasurable ways. Just the thought of our activities earlier sent a rush of desire down my spine; she truly was perfect. Now all that was left was the kiss of death to finally turn her so that we may have our eternity.The only sounds in the room were coming from the crackling of the fire sputtering in the fireplace rooted on the wall across the bed and the steady breathing from the precious angel beneath me. My gaze moved across the room in a subtle manner before settling on the grand, mahogany clock perched in the far right. The clock clearly indicated that it was still eleven forty-five meaning that there were still fifteen minutes to go till it was midnight, the time
AMELIAI couldn't move from my spot as I watched the last important man of my life walk away. I couldn't understand why I was acting so incompetent. I was sure Dimitri was the right choice but when I watched William walk away an unexplainable painpossessed my body and it only seemed to grow the further he got, that was when I had the epiphany that perhaps William was not as insignificant to me as I belied myself to believe and I was sure Dimitri realized that too thus leaving me to find my way back to William.I felt sorry watching Dimitri walk away but it didn't hurt, not like William. Dimitri was a good man but not the one for me, of that I was certain now and so taking a deep breath, I regained
DIMITRIAs William walked out I still couldn't comprehend the sacrifice he had made for Amelia. Yes, she was his mate but the fact that he was willing to go to such an extent for even her was astonishing. I was still on the floor, my back pressed against the pristine walls for support after the brawl with him. I was stunned yet there was a glimmer of joy that began settling within my chest as the realization set in about the fact that I could finally be with Amelia without any obstacle standing in my way but then I remembered, I failed, I failed Julia!I could never move on with Amelia unless Julia's wish of better human conditions wasn't fulfilled, my consciouswouldn't let me. I had to finis
WILLIAMI finally had her back and there was no other victory sweeter I could think of. As her delicate body fit against mine I couldn't help but take a whiff of her sweet vanilla scent that had craved so very much during all those dreadful days she was not by my side.I was in bliss, her body pressed against mine gave me comfort and after such a long wait I was finally content until his scent permeated my senses effectively leading me to push Amelia behind me and facing the bastard that was hell-bent on trying to take my everything. I could feel my angel's tiny arms encircle around my abdomen and it seemed Dimitri noticed that too but instead of the raged expression, I expected to see as a response his
AMELIAI didn't know why but I felt really restless; snuggling deeper into the couch I began contemplating all that happened since the 'embracing incidence' at the pond I was so very confused about my feelings. On one hand, Dimitri was absolutely perfect, he was the type of man I envisioned as my prince when I was just a little girl but infuriatingly what I felt for William was much more intense and at this point, I was even certain that it was not only because of our bond.I continued to remain seated and contemplated my options about both men when all of a sudden I felt the foam of the sofa on the right dip, indicating that someone joined me. I turned my head to see a solemn appearing Margo sitting upright instantly, I felt a rush of guilt swarm through
WILLIAMThree weeks had passed with Elizabeth in my ever so caring custody and she had revealed almost everything except for the most significant thing, my little one's location. I had almost ripped the bitch's head off when she divulged how brutally she knocked out my mate and took her to the bastard, all because of her uncanny obsession for me, but I controlledmyself for the greater good. Nevertheless, there were those not so dull moments of the interrogationwhen Elizabeth refused to speak thus leading my men to torture the information out of her. I had planned for the final inquiry today and finally extract my angel's location through a mind intruding spell Lillian, one of my five witches, had been working on through the weeks so that we could take a look inside Elizabeth's filthy brain and find where Amelia was thus conclusively getting rid of the v
AMELIAThe warm drops of clear water cascaded down my bare skin as I strolled out the small bathroom located in the room I had been staying in for the last few months. I still hadn't gotten used to the brightly painted sunny yellow walls that mantled the standard sized space; they always got me to squint a little due to the sheer vividness provided by them. I made my way to the closetand picked out a random, floral-patterned dress.It turned out to be a black based fabric with various miscellaneous coloured flowers printed atop. I let out a little laugh once my crazy brain began comparing the dress to my state, the way I was grief-stricken like the shade of jet black in the back but appeared to be joyous and cheerful upfront but then my mind flashed to an