From the moment Corey threw Kayla on the bed and she hurriedly scrambled off the bed, she had run here and there in the room, pleading with him to set her free. Corey, knowing no such thing as ‘free’, played with her fear. He chased her everywhere she ran, smiling mischievously at her. Corey hadn't used his powers on her since then, not even his speed.“This is fun, isn't it, Kayla?” He lifted a brow at her, smiling devilishly.“Corey, please don't hurt me,” Kayla cried to him. She was hopeless. Was it even worth it to continue running about the room when there was no assurance that help would come any moment? Kayla gasped, shivering violently even to her breath as fear swallowed her. Corey's smile suddenly went away, then a stern, threatening expression took over. Things were about to take a bad turn.“Playtime is over, fairy.”The second his last word dropped, he zoomed to her front, standing a hairbreadth apart. His hand instantly flew up and collared her neck tightly. She was chok
Corey started approaching Kayla, and Kayla panicking. “Let me see how Anthony saves his mate and little fairy now he's become the world's most feeble creature.” He looked back at Anthony, not breaking strides. “Lay there and watch me explore what her cooch feels like, and know what her precious blood tastes like.”Anthony and his weakened beast were troubled, yet helpless. Both were down and incapacitated. Anthony's bones were broken, his energy nearly drained, and blood leaving his mouth, ears, and nose. He wasn't sure if he could get up from the floor, as it felt like he'd die on the spot. However, something told him he could make it. It told him that he was stronger than pain. And that he was capable. That was his mate. Her panic, the terror wafting from her, told him he could make it.Corey knelt before Kayla, took strands of her hair, and sniffed it in. “Will you die from another punch to your stomach?” Kayla wasn't saying anything, as she was afraid and in tears. He wrapped his
Kayla parked in the garage at Anthony's house and alighted, trotting urgently into the house. She looked quite worried. There hadn't been a tinge of peace within her since she left Anthony at Corey's house. She'd been restless and afraid, given Anthony's condition the last time they saw. She needed to see him again and know if he was fine, only then could the turmoil within her disappear.Anthony lay on the temperature bed that emitted hot, breathable, and dry steam. An IV needle was attached to his wrist. His eyes were shut, but he was barely asleep. The illness deteriorated and made him look lifeless and helpless. He caught a fever from the symptoms. Fever caused by the vampire side was life-threatening. The cold overcame the sweatshirt he wore and the duvet he was tucked in. The temperature bed was the only solution.Seated on the edge of the bed was Alicia, staring pitifully at her dying son. She was sad to the face, dewy-eyed. Anthony's situation was out of hand earlier, so she h
“Liar,” Kayla disagreed sternly in tearfully. Her cheeks would have flushed at his words. She would've been the happiest woman in the world for having heard his confession. But she wanted more than just words. Moreover, she wasn't certain if his words were true, or if he only said that so that she changed her mind. “I’m being honest, Kayla, I love you.”“Then prove it. Tell me everything about your health.”“God.” The word escaped Anthony out of frustration. He could tell her how much he loved her for a million times, but to tell her about his health? Kayla would want to save him if he told her about his health. He wanted to avoid her from making such a sacrifice. “Please—”“Speak up already, Anthony! You can't hide it forever from me if you really love me,” Kayla yelled in anger, now weeping. How bad was it that he couldn't tell her? He was still hesitating, staging his frustration with insane gestures, even panting. Her eyes fell as hopelessness crashed in. Everything he said was a
The rain lashed down heavily at the dark, cloudy noon. The weather got surmounted by thunderstorms, lightning strikes, and rumblings. It blew a gale outside; thus, the weather was freezing. Kayla demanded that Anthony told her about his medications. She followed behind Anthony as they went into the secret room, listening as he explained each object found in the room, Sledge trotting beside them. He explained how the temperature bed helped with high temperatures. Kayla even flicked the button of the temperature bed on and off to see how it worked.So far, she hated every single thing he'd explained to her as they were all for his illness, yet they wouldn't save him from dying. The anger and strong emotions the room instilled, gave her the drive to set the room on fire, but she tamed the feelings.“Marcus must have received my gift. It's his rage that is causing the rain.”They got to the part where the medications were kept. Kayla raked her eyes through the good-for-nothing medications
Kayla walked through the hospital lobby. The hospital where Spencer worked. Spencer was the chief director of the hospital. Kayla came up with an idea, so she called Christian and Alicia to a meeting in Spencer's office. As she walked, nervousness beat her. A negative response scared her. What if she got negative responses from Spencer? Getting to Spencer's office door, she opened the door and walked in. All eyes turned to her the moment she stepped in.“Sorry that I'm late.” Kayla stepped forward, standing a few feet from the coffee table. “Anthony told me that I'm his cure. But there's no way I could make him drain me. Even if I were to try, he wouldn't give in. And I don't want to put him through the stress of resisting temptation.” “You forgot one. Losing you can make his life twisted and even worse than a life-threatening illness,” Christian added.“Are you willing to die for him?” Alicia asked.Kayla had no idea why Alicia had to ask, but she said, “I am. But for his happiness,
Like a flash, a day fled by without taking Kayla's pain away. Each day rather added to her pain and fear. Kayla stood staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, circling her hand gently on her stomach. One might think she overfed, but her bump was growing. A bump that just started growing would be removed tomorrow. Tomorrow would be a day she'd wish she never closed her eyes to remember. She would lose her baby tomorrow. Kayla pressed her eyes shut to avoid the tears from falling.Walking into the kitchen, she stopped in the doorway, watching Anthony imbibe a bottle of chilled lemonade. He smiled at her as soon he took notice of her presence, then he was approaching. Now a hairbreadth apart from her, his hands abruptly went down and grabbed her thighs as he lifted her and wrapped her legs around him, taking her to the counter. She took the chance and snaked her hands around him as their mouths collided as they explored each other's mouth.Many were the people who knew about her
“Tavia! Anyah!” Irene's scream stole Kayla's attention. “My girls.” Irene sprang up from the ground in panic, shivering and panting. “My babies.”They pushed and shoved their way through the stampede, and ran about with their eyes searching around for the kids as they screamed the names of the kids. Irene burst into tears when she called the babysitter's phone and couldn't reach her. She screamed her daughters’ names, wailing, running here and there, tugging at her hair. She was devastated, frustrated, afraid, and pained. Kayla was troubled, but never as Irene. All Kayla could do was look around for the kids.Gunshots erupted a few feet before them. The people running towards them were on the ground in the next seconds, their blood sputtering on Kayla and Irene's faces. Kayla and Irene came to a terrified halt the second the people dropped and a V Empire warrior came standing before them. The terror growing in Kayla began brimming over until she was stepping back. She stopped when the
Three years later.A prolonged silence reigned in a bedroom. The silence had nearly grown beyond silence, but the sound of vacuum cleaners broke through the door as muffled sounds. Anthony lay shirtless in the bed. His eyes were closed as though he were asleep, his hand laying over Kayla's back. Kayla lay with her head and half of her torso on him. Her eyes were wide open. Unlike a shirtless Anthony, she had a gray nightshirt on.Kayla's mind couldn't go through so many thoughts and imaginations without her remembering the hot sex they had last night. It was hot—so hot and rough that she gulped down two bottles of chilled water and energy drinks after. Thank goodness their neighbors lived many blocks away, and their house was soundproofed. Their bedroom including. She and Anthony were glad the kids didn't interrupt, Eaven especially.It was seven in the morning, yet she and Anthony were stuck in the bed like heaven would fall if one of them had left the bedroom. “I went to the hospita
Already, everyone had risen to their feet. A wolf leaped at Marcus. Marcus flew up to the height of the wolf, and drilled his hands and claws into the wolf's torso, splitting the wolf into two. All wolves enraged, Wolan zoomed closer to make a swipe. Marcus leaned backward, his feet scraping the floor as he glided beneath Wolan. He grabbed Wolan’s leg from below, and twisted, wrenching a pained growl off him. Twisting one more time, he flung him to the wall harder, and Wolan broke the unbreakable wall. Dominic rolled over the floor, yelling in pain, holding his leg. Another wolf came at him. Marcus allowed the wolf to descend. Immediately the wolf descended, he took his hand up and penetrated the wolf's chest wall, pulling the wolf's heart out of him. The wolf whimpered and dropped dead, shifting back to a dead human form. Bo zoomed towards him. Marcus caught him in the air by the neck and snapped his neck, throwing him aside.Camlin stood up and tossed the spring-chained axe at him.
Marcus switched to his vampire form—a pale ash skin, visible veins poking out on the layer of his body, long fangs, pointy ears, dark eyes like midnight, a face like an animal, and longer claws. Kicking Anthony in the torso, he slashed the claws of his hands at him, slicing his throat and face, blood surging out of Anthony's wounds with pressure. Anthony bounced back and healed.Making another slash with the claws of his left hand, Anthony bent backward and let his hand swing past his face, then he sprang up to claw back at him but he leaned backward. Marcus stood upright and stabbed his claws into Anthony's stomach, pulled him closer with his claws in his stomach, and buried his fangs into his neck. Anthony growled in pain. Retracting his fangs and claws, he shoved Anthony aside by his neck.Anthony fell and changed back to his human form, convulsing, grunting, and groaning. Kayla heaved herself from the floor and ran up to him, holding him closer in her arms, while he struggled to h
The room quietened. The vampires dropped, yet everyone still squared up vigilantly, prepared for even the most sudden attack. Before their eyes, the throne chair turned its back to them and slowly turned again. Marcus appeared sitting on it with his hands on the armrest. His puckered brow emanated pure rage and vengeance. The sight of him only had everyone getting even more prepared. Marcus worked his eyes around for a while.“My empire. My soldiers. Everything that I spent every century of my life building, has crumbled before my eyes,” Marcus said. His tone was placid but pressured by existing rage. “Words can never express how angry I have become. But actions can.”The moment his chair turned, deep growls apart from the wolves’ resonated in the room. Not aware of where it came from, they looked around. Screeching, hisses, growls, and snarls clouded the atmosphere. It took a while before they grabbed the situation. The dead vampires were awakening again. The ones without complete bo
One of the elders lifted Catelyn from the floor and slammed her against the wall on the platform. The elder with fire radiating from his hands zoomed to the platform and unleashed the fire on her. Catelyn still on the floor, quickly put out her hand and blocked his fire. A hand wasn't enough, as his fire conquered hers, she added another hand.Fierce rumbles erupted from Jacob as he took a defense stance in his hybrid form, ready to take on an ascendant that was baring his fangs in front of him. The ascendant zoomed forward. Jacob met him midway and pulled his head off his body. An elder came behind Jacob's back and lifted him from the floor, trying to dismember him with telekinesis. Jacob growled in pain as the elder spread his limbs apart, pulling them from his torso. Unable to endure the energy and pain, he shifted back to his human form the second his hand fell off his body.Tally spotted Jacob. He growled with rage and zoomed toward the elder that was dismembering Jacob. Another
They looked up and saw Anthony passing the wall Marcus had passed through.Anthony appeared straight right in Marcus's main chamber through the wall. He wasn't sure he had seen anything so demonic as Marcus's throne. One could swoon at the sight of the red-eyed and fanged sculpted cobras serving as the armrests of the throne chair. Sadly, he wasn't intimidated by the creepy things in the room, not even by the people in the room.Approximately ten vampires in black hooded cloaks stood on the left, and twenty in scarlet hooded cloaks on the right. Anthony was certain of one thing… the black cloaks were elder vampires with powers, and the scarlet cloaks were ascendant vampires with powers that were unlike the ones he fought back there.He was here to send this ancient bozo with faded green eyes to where he belonged. The grave. With rage, vengeance, bravery, and readiness trapped in him, he stepped closer and stood a bit close to the middle of the vampires. “I knew you'll come.” Anthony
Anthony and Amber made it back into the building after fighting their way through. They were met with unusual changes when they stepped into the lobby. The whole place now seemed digitalized and modern, rather than an ordinary palace lobby.“Where are we?” Amber asked.Anthony continued strides and Amber followed. “This building is technical. A complicated great work of science. It changes form.”“So, you know where we're going? How do we know where Marcus is?” “Follow me.”Amber retrieved a pistol from his pocket and shot a newborn alighting from the stairs above ground and the newborn burst. Her light brown eyes bore into Anthony's. “Get your head in the game.” She was giving the pistol back when another vampire that had killed his opponent came at them. She spun around and shot the vampire. “I’ll keep this.”They continued further to the rolling staircase.Anthony and Amber stood before a wall that was sliding open. Both froze at the situation on sight. The place was large like a
Anthony continued further, lurching as he walked. He was hopeless, pained, and afraid, his eyes red with tears as he breathed shakily. His beast wouldn't stop growling in his head, clawing at him, so restless—the beast was enraged and pained as him.Marcus's scent was always there. He might go the wrong way if he followed it. But there were other scents on the path he walked. The scents he'd smelled in the chamber, along with Marcus's. A realization waltzed in, shooting him into motions. He could follow those scents to wherever they took his mate to.With haste and fury, Anthony walked from one hallway to another and entered four different elevators that lead to different floors, paving his way with the solar lamp and pistols he used to knock down the vampires that crossed his path.Anthony was met with ten soldiers in gas masks right in the passage where the scents took him. He stood many feet from the vampires, staring at them, getting himself prepared. He was confident that Kayla w
Anthony remained in a stance, a foot, a knee, and palms on the earth, his glowing eyes surveying his surrounding. Newborn vampires. Fledglings. They were everywhere around. They were aiming his way. He could smell them, their courage, confidence, and their readiness. He even smelled their deaths. Both far and near, he heard every single sound they made. His right ear twitched. There were two vampires on different trees in his vicinity, fifteen coming at him. They were two hundred in the forest right then, but only a few were after him.The newborn on the tree descended, one coming from his front and three from his left. Anthony yanked his machine gun off his shoulder, sprang up from the ground, and shot the newborn descending from the tree. He threw the machine gun up in the air, sliced the neck of one of the vampires with his poisonous claws, snapped and pulled the other's head. Then he caught the machine gun once it came down, and shot the five coming at him. Their screams, hisses,