The Vampire's Blind Mate의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 40

I know what I requested was ridiculous. How can some make an attempt on your life and his sentence become freedom. It's unheard of and utter foolishness. But honestly, the only reason I did it was to get back at the bastard. How dare he put my life at risk with the mad men about that wants to unalive him? "Let him go." Every one around us, screamed and shouted threatsbin my direction, some even going as far as asking whether I've some mental illness. "Release him, Michael." Hades responds. "Even better, come, I'm sure you might be thirsty, even hungry." He leads me somewhere that I assume is inside, Beethoven playing in the background. A wave of apprehension hits me, a ball of fear coiling in the pits of my stomach. What was he playing at, yeilding to my ridiculous request? That scoundrel should have been locked up and tried. "Well at the very least, your fury isnt still aimed at me," He comments, a small item being placed in my hand, some what soft and fragrant. "Youve done

That function he brought me to last was a disaster. I"ve been locked in my room ever since, no one to keep me company or be bothersome again, except the occasional visit of the Devil of hell. Not even his brother. But for the last few days, I think something g has gone wrong. I'm convinced things have taken a turn for the worse. Whether I'm involved or the one to be blamed, I have not the faintest clue. But it was in the air, the way he circles my small wall to wall cage like a falon about to snap up its prey. Hades said nothing, but I knew he wasn't calm. The anger that rolled off him forced me into silence. He paces, paces and paced some more before the door slammed and he left. Those lonely hours I spent locked in the bathroom. It wouldn't keep him out, I knew that but it was just for my own peace of mind. I'm sure finding Thomas and I once again only added to his stress levels. The fact that I wasn't complying with his wishes like all the other hynotized dolls walking around mus

I stood before the mirror in my room staring at the girl being reflected. Vampire. The word kept repeating in my head. Vampire.How could he be a vampire?Something that wasn't real, something that wasn't supposed to exist?Something that was vile ans revolting. Suddenlyeveything started to make sense. Their pale skins, the way their eyes tend to have this etheral red glow, the reason they caught me that day. It all finally came together as to why Thomas was always admant that once more of us got injured, the clothing or instruments used haf to be burnt. It's the reason why we moved around so many times. But a vampire, even now my head was finding it hard to wrap my mimd around it and accept it. This was the monster that I was living with. No rather monsters, since he wasn't the only one, inclusive of his brother. My fingers ghosted his recent bite, the wound had started to heal but it was slightly painful. I was so weak. I wasn't toppling over from his first few feedings but there

My body was pinned to the wall as Aiden's body pressed to mine. I trembled only slightly, an betraying emotion bubbling up within me. I wasn't scared, damn I've been in this situation before. Something fluttered in my gut watching him stare down at me from his height, his eyes the shade of blood, glistening under the moon light. Was it fear?Anticipation?Lust?We've been in this position over and over. His hand trailed my clavicle, so slow and long as if engraving in his mind what my skin felt like. Hades eyes narrowed on a mark he had left from his earlier feeding across my shoulder, delight, maybe from the memory shining in his eyes. "Victoria, " His tone is dark and alluring, his pale skin glowing in the moonlight that covers us. I swallow hard finally seeing the edges of his fangs as they grow out, protruding from his mouth. My eyes slid shut waiting, anticipating his piercing, no longer focusing on the pain of the experience anymore. He wouldn't hurt me. I think. His hand mo

Aiden hovered over me on the bed, his fangs deep in the flesh just above my breast. Pain lingered on and off. If I moved an inch it worsened. My punishment for interrupting his meal. I tried to keep my mind blank, but there were so much emotions pouring from me. Fear, hatred and in the midst of it all confusion that I felt violated but craved the pleasure of hot bites. His hand slipped across my body, brushing across my breast, the sensation stirring something that freaked me to no end. I flinched automatically, before my cheeks burnt, though I knew he wasn't trying to to seduce me. His hand settled at my neck, forcing my head backward before he moved, tucking his fangs inside me once more. I gasped, my hairs standing on ends, feeling him lean a little closer. Was I supposed to feel this way? Shouldn't I be repulsed by this? What was this feeling, this warmth spreading through my body?Maybe I was finally dying, tears sprung in my eyes thinking of Belle. Maybe he fed from her too. M