All Chapters of The Queen Of All Vampire's Kings: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter one hundred and ten. unedited. Anastasia's POV. "Aw, thank you." I say to Ola when she drops a bowl in front of me with a smile on her face. Then she goes away and comes back not long after with a cup of milk, dropping it on the table. "Oh, please," she says when I give her a facial expression that says thank you. She rolls her eyes and then occupies a seat on the footstool next to me. Madeleine is just coming to join us as well. And on her hand is a bottle of something that I don't understand well. I have my eyes squinted on it, trying to make sense of what it is. Then, when she lands it on the table, I flare my eyes in astonishment. Oh, it seems someone knows how to have fun, for real, and is supposedly one hundred and seventy-nine years old at that. "Jeez, we aren't doing this, are we?" Question tags Ola from her spot. For a second, she looks over to me, and I shrug. Seriously, I have only spent less than two hours here, and I feel so at home. I feel so safe, so yes

Chapter one hundred and twelve. Anastasia's POV. Grabbing Nicholas by the collar of his shirt, I bring him up such that he is halfway in a sitting position, supporting himself with the help of one of his hands, and at the same time, while he is kissing me hard, the other hand helps to cup my face. The kid between us is hungry, and he served me just the way that I had wanted. I move my bottom, allowing my waist to rotate, grinding against him. By the time I would break the kiss to breathe in some air, he would have adjusted himself to be more comfortable, and then, having seated himself more comfortably, he would have used both of his hands to cup my face. "Ana, what do you think you're doing?" Nicholas has questions, and I just shake my head. Then, frowning, I tilted my head to the side and said, "I... I don't even know." Let's just say that, finally, I kissed the one and only King of all Vampires' Kings—and you kissed me right back. Plus, we are both adults, so..."Can you even

Chapter one hundred and fourteen. Nicholas's POV. My breathing hitches, as the pain from the metal cutlery, sinking into my skin. Surprisingly enough, I wasn't supposed to feel the kind of pain that I am feeling, but suggesting that, perhaps, I was attacked with it, by Anastasia made the pain sink in through every fiber of my body. I watch as she slides down the wall, having fallen into a deep slumber which I made her body react to. Then, staggering backwards, I scoff as my left hand come to wrap around the metal and then, without wasting time, I yank it out. I gasp in air and shaking my head in a negativity towards myself, I throw the metal cutlery away and then, once my stomach has healed, I run to the closet and chose to put on nothing but a white singlet and a very tight short that stops around my thighs. Then, heading to the bathroom, as quick as I can, which is very fast, I cleanse my hands and then, coming back to the room, I pick Anastasia up and lay her on the bed.

Chapter one hundred and sixteen Anastasia's POV. Hillary remains silent, not talking, and I, on the other hand, act like I do not care. He chuckles the moment I place the cup of tea close to my lips, and it burns. "Yeah, for someone as sadistic as you are, it's no big deal that you find that funny." I tell him, and his lips shift to the side. Oh, jeez. I think I might have offended him, but then, if I have, he does know how to hide it. He clears his throat as he walks over to my front. And then, collecting the cup of tea from me, he blows into it and gives it back to me. With hesitation, I look into it first, and then placing it close to my lips, I come to realize it's gotten warm and not hot like it was earlier. "Now, tell me, what is the catch?" Why are you being nice? I question him. And this time, I sound demanding, wanting nothing but an honest question. "I see you no longer consider me to be fair with you." "Well, when you think of it, is there a reason why you should?

Chapter one hundred and eighteen. Anastasia's POV. I watch the tall buildings as we are now moving through the city. My eyes would wander around those glassy windows, and I'd be brought back to the time when I was as free as the rest of the humans walking the street. Then, I would look back to Hillary, who would smile at me even though I was not smiling back at him, and I would watch how he was able to blend in so well that no one would ever notice he was a beast in disguise. And when I thought deeply about it, I realized how much I also felt for those handsome features of his, just like I did for Nicholas's. And also, I'd recall how I used to rush to the office, wanting to work for Nicholas, when I didn't know he'd later become someone that I didn't regret wanting to kill at some point in time. Yesterday for example is enough prove. The car stops, and Hillary clears his throat. "I'd go get us some fast food." When he states that, I only nod. He leaves, and I notice that he didn'