บททั้งหมดของ Vampire's Chosen Wife Is A Vigilante: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

“Why? Is this the end?”Tears streamed down her face as blood trickled from every part of her body.The hot sun seared through her skin.Blood boiled under the scorching heat and her sweat quickly evaporated.She was losing blood and water continuously.Her blurry gaze looked around her, at the emptiness of the desert.“Anyone! Please! Help me!” She screamed under her breath.Her dried up throat began to burn.She was slowly dying.Hera Leandra Bardin, at the age of 24 years old, was now lying abandoned in the middle of the desert.Her military fatigue was long drenched with her own blood and a few traces of her assaulters’ blood from when they beat her black and blue.Two hours earlier, she was taken to a warehouse where the people she had once called comrades have used their thick fists, swift blades and even hot iron to inflict torture on her.She thought she could endure it.She determined that she would overcome it.But when she heard one of them suggest that they feast on her vi

A month later, Hera Leandra Bardin Lewis awoke at the sound of people’s footsteps and loud conversations.She opened her eyes in her dark room.She turned her head to look at her digital clock.It was already ten o’clock in the morning.Her dark curtains were drawn shut so the sunlight didn’t reach her even slightly.Her windows were shut tight so she didn’t even hear the birds chirp outside or the sound of the garbage truck picking up garbage as it was a Monday.She would have wanted to sleep for the whole day but she was awakened by the noise outside of her room.‘Who’s here? Dad hasn’t been home since two weeks ago.’It was their summer vacation so Hera could laze around her room when she’s not doing anything else.Recently, there weren’t many things for her to do since her mother passed away.The times she used to visit Helayna in the hospital were now replaced with her staying shut in her bedroom, barely even getting up to eat food.Two weeks ago, Leonard had told her that he was

She blinked up at him.“It’s time to get up.” He told her.She lowered her eyes and got up from her bed.She then looked at her father directly, waiting for him to be honest with her.“Look, Hera. Since your mother had become sick, I know that you have been feeling alone. With her being in the hospital and me needing to work and sometimes needing to leave for business trips–it has been hard on everyone. And now, when your mother has finally rested in peace, I know that you felt even more lonely. But remember that I’m here. You’re not alone.” Leonard said.Hera listened but somehow his words seemed to escape to her other ear.“You and I are still grieving after losing Helayna. I know that you miss her so much. And believe me, so do I. But this can’t go on. Your mother had been suffering all these years, in fact, we should be relieved that she’s finally able to rest and be free from pain. We have to keep going and just hold her in our hearts. She wouldn’t want to see you locking yoursel

Hera stepped out from her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Leonard turned to the sound. “Ah.. good.. Come here, Hera..” Ding-dong! Hera glanced at the door. She walked towards it rather than joining the family immediately. She opened the door and faced a young man, slightly older than her, wearing casual clothes and carrying a big red bag. “Delivery for Leonard Lewis.” He said, handing her two big paper bags full of dishes in plastic containers. Hera received it. “Thanks.” “Sure. Have a good day.” The delivery guy said, his cheeks showing a faint blush, his eyes unable to look at her straight. “You too.” Hera nodded, closing the door. Hera walked back inside with the paper bags, heading directly to the dining room and setting the paper bags down. “Hera–” Leonard uttered. It was obvious to him that his daughter didn’t welcome this change in the house. Rebekah stood awkwardly to the side as she looked at Hera this close in person for the first time. Back then, Leonard ha

When the sandstorm had subsided, Hera felt that it had been a long time.She was losing too much blood already.Her mind couldn’t think anymore.Her eyes just remained shut.Her will to live was still there but her body was showing the opposite.It was only waiting for her to sigh her last breath.At a distance, a black truck was driving on the hot desert.“What’s that? A dead animal?” A man with a burly figure said in his gruff voice. He combed his wavy red hair off his face to get a better view. His olive skin however seemed to belong to this environment.But he still looked awkward next to the younger man beside him.The younger man seemed to be in his late twenties. While the burly man seemed to be in his thirties.The younger man wore a white dress shirt, beige pants and brown shoes making him look all clean and fresh even as they were out in the desert. His pale white skin was quite rare in this climate.He looked occupied, reading the documents in his hands as they traveled in