Despite the fact that Paris was a wealthy man, Jenna insisted on running her little pub herself. Once Paris got over the fact that he was a wealthy man, he realized that being nothing more than a bartender and near the woman he loved was all that he wanted. Over the next few months, they took short holidays to visit Paris’s properties while falling deeper in love and planning their wedding.One evening after closing the pub, the two of them were oblivious to an old friend of Paris that was watching them. Neither one of them noticed Wynn lurking in the dark while they locked up.Back in her apartment, Jenna excitedly walked over to the fridge to tick off the calendar day. “Can’t believe our wedding is only two weeks away.”“I can. These past few months have been dragging. I don’t know why you had to choose a date so far into the future,” Paris complained, opening the fridge to take a few things out to start dinner.“I told you; my father’s sisters are only on holiday then and since the
"So, my sister has been missing all this time?" Wynn confirmed."No one has seen her or heard from her," Michael told him."What about Torvald?" Wynn questioned."Only Ondrink knows where he is and even Ondrink disappeared along with Soroya, Juno, Jovita, and Jessica," Michael informed Wynn when he realized that Wynn does not have a clue what went down these past few months."They disappeared by choice?" Wynn asked, concerned."Yes," Michael said."Leave the Island. There is nothing here for you," Wynn said with his eyes on Ann that was sitting on the beach wanting to be with her but at the same time, he felt the need to make sure his sister was ok and knew that he won’t be able to focus on finding Shysie if he has to worry about Michael stealing his girl."Of course, there is something for me," Michael chuckled, his eyes also on Ann."If you wish to die, then go ahead," Wynn challenged.Instead of accepting Wynn's challenge, Michael sped off. 'I will grab Ann when his guard is down,'
Wynn got back to the restaurant and walked straight over to the table where Paris was sitting with his future in-laws. “Paris, good morning.”“Um, hi. Do we know each other?” Paris questioned, confused, the entire table looking at Wynn.“You don’t know who I am? Your best friend dude,” Wynn chuckled, even though he felt he was betraying their friendship a little for chasing after Ann.“He got shot a few months ago and has memory loss,” Jenna chipped in.“Well, what a coincidence. Now I have a best man for tomorrow,” Paris chuckled and stood up to shake Wynn’s hand.“A best man?” Wynn asked confused, stepping out of Paris’s reach realizing that Paris must really have memory loss for thinking he could touch a hybrid without wanting to kill them.“I am getting married tomorrow,” Paris said proudly and introduced Jenna and her family to Wynn.“You are getting married?” Wynn choked and wondered if he should inform Paris that he had a girlfriend. ‘I should. It is the right thing to do. I wi
“Stop,” Ann said to Wynn as soon as her compelling was lifted.Wynn came to a halt.“I can’t believe you have been taking me for a fool these past few months,” Ann said, followed by a slap.Michael caught up with them, but Wynn was not going to give him the opportunity to speak with Ann, so he part-shifted and grabbed Ann before taking flight to the nearest next island, Ann screaming and holding on for dear life.Out of energy from being in a part-shifted state, that was all for nothing because Michael swam using vampire speed to their location.“I want to go home,” Ann said, crying. “No, wait. Paris?”“He is back on the Island,” Wynn told her.“Paris is back there?” Michael asked, not believing his ears.“You are never to come near me or Paris ever again!” Ann demanded, remembering that she held power over Michael with a promise he made her to always obey her.“Ah, common!” Michael said, and felt his skin starting to boil. “Fuck,” Michael exclaimed before speeding off. Not able to do
“If he loved me, he would have been married to me now instead of dumping me on an island,” Ann said.“Michael must have something to do with it,” her mother insisted.‘Why was Michael on the island?’ Ann wondered. ‘How did Wynn know I was on the island? He also knew I didn’t have memory of the supernatural world,’ Ann realized.“I have to go,” Ann said, making her way to the front door.“I will come with,” her father said.“I don’t need you to babysit me,” Ann declined.“Actually, you do,” her father said and followed her out of the house. “Come, I will drive you.”“Urg,” Ann exclaimed, rolling her eyes but got into her father’s car.Arriving at the higher council, Ann went straight to the lycan throne room to say hello to Jessica, her best friend first, wondering if Jessica knew and agreed to her being compelled. ‘She must have,’ Ann told herself.“Good afternoon,” Deacon greeted Ann and her father. Deacon looked at Eljo, wondering what Ann was doing back in New York.“Where is Jessi
On her way to her room, Emily thought back to how her life started with the Supernatural world and how, not so long ago, she didn't think she will love anyone else ever again but Deacon. Emily thought about how Deacon's life has always been a mess. 1915 It was courting season in England and Princess Bently; cousin of the British King was ready to present her daughter to the bachelors of the town. A gentleman introduced himself as Lord Dario, not giving his last name. Princess Bently sends in her daughter’s best friend Emily to meet a gentleman every time she does not like the looks of a man. Now it was not that she did not like the looks of Lord Dario, ‘but who calls on a lady this late in the evening?’ Lord Dario inspected Emily without even asking for a name. Dark luscious locks of hair, smooth clear skin, tall with blue eyes, and a dashing white smile. “She will do.” “Excuse me?” Princess Bently wanted to know. “One million euros if she leaves with me tonight for America,” L
Emily looked at Hannah ‘She is so dark. Looks like the red Indian slaves.’“A lady-in-waiting married to a Lord?” Emily asked.“I am not a lady-in-waiting; do you think a lady-in-waiting will be dressed as well as I am?” Hannah asked as she slipped the dress over Emily’s head.“I apologize. Didn’t mean to offend you,” Emily said, feeling her cheeks flush red.“We are understaffed right now, so my husband asked me to make sure that you look perfect for your wedding night,” Hannah said, buttoning the dress up.“Is the man I am marrying a good man?” Emily asked nervously.“I don’t know. It depends on who you will be marrying,” Hannah said, pulling the lace sleeves seam to line up perfectly.“What do you mean?” Emily asked, thinking that the dress was way too revealing, a style she has never seen before.“Well, soon you will meet several men, all royal, mostly Kings,” Hannah said.“Where are these royal men from?” Emily wondered.“Mainly Europe. Please take a seat so that I can do your ha
Prince Deacon did nothing but watch them drag her away. ‘Will take care of it later,’ thought to himself. Prince Deacon was lycan and he casted mates aside as if it was nothing. He despised his parents but kept it to himself.The royals waited for King Torvald to choose a human princess first.“Princess Claire Edward,” he said and held his hand out to the group of girls, standing together in fear, she won't be his first wife this decade.“Stop being scared, everything you know of vampires, werewolves, hybrids, shifters, and everything in between is true, but you do not fear it,” he compelled them.Princess Claire stepped away from the group and took King Torvald’s hand.“Shall we get married?” he asked with a smile.Not all the royals got a princess, but they knew their turn will come after the higher ranks got their wives.The night of the wedding ceremonies, the royals that did take a wife consummated their marriages.Two maids came in and helped a princess take her dress off. A