All Chapters of Contract Marriage with the Vampire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As my eyes flutter open, I cannot think about anything other then how shitty I feel. What the fvck happened? I cannot feel half of my face or neck, and the rest of my body is in so much pain I actually wish I were dead. I need drugs, and I need them now! Panicking, I whimper as my blurry sight tries to focus. All sounds are distant and muted, almost like how it feels as a plane descends and your ears are all messed up. Oh my goddess. Was I on a plane? Was I involved in a plane crash? Am I the only survivor? Goddess I hope so, what if someone makes a movie about me? That would be the pinnacle of cool. Wait... I mean, I don't want people to die just so someone would make a movie about me but... you get the gist. I need something sweet to happen to make all of this pain worth it!I manage to make out a door built into the wall in front of me, a dark grey colour and shut. Two pictures sit on each side of the door, mounted into the plain grey walls, and a TV is placed at the end of my bed.

As we pull up at the mansion, I feel like I'm housing a whole damn zoo in my stomach. I find some relief in the fact that I can't sense Alex here, meaning I have some more time to relax and think about what I'm going to say. A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I take in the beautiful mansion, walking up the white marble steps to the ornate front door. I have lived here, cried here, loved here and almost died here. It most certainly will always be scrapbooked into my memory. As I enter into the grand palace, my dad with his arm wrapped around me, we encounter a shocked Vincent."Phoebe! I thought I could sme... hear you!" He gasps, an easy smile gliding onto his face smooth as butter."Hi Vincent. I've come to see Alex... oh and this is my dad, Ricky." I explain hastily."Oh that's real great Phoebe. He should be back soon. Hi Ricky, would you like me to show you around?" Vincent easily charms my dad."Yea sure, nice to meet you. Take it easy Phoebs, and just call me if you need any

My eyes are suddenly open though I can't think of why; my heart is pounding, mind empty. It's as if a hypodermic of adrenaline has been emptied into my carotid. I strain into the utter darkness; my breathing rate increased ten fold. There is something inside of me, straining to burst out. Ghostly whispers in my ear urge me to get outside, to be in sight of the moon. At this point, I am panting, and drizzled in sweat. I vaguely hear Alex awake from beside me as I stumble out of the bed and tumble to the floor, my sight blurry. Alex murmurs from behind me as I rush unsteadily to the window, something pulsing, trying to rip out of my chest.Feeling like I can't breathe, I use my remaining strength to smash out of the window, and tumble into the garden below. I feel something snap as I land with a thud on the floor, momentarily stunning me, but I don't register the pain, too preoccupied with whatever is clawing around inside of me. There is a roar before a thud reverberates through the gr

*Smut warning - very mature!!*"Woohoo! This party is great!" I yell over the thundering beat to Alex, whom I am currently dancing with, lost in the sea of bodies.It is finally Halloween, and I managed to persuade Alex to come out to Celestrina's party with me. It has been four months since we mated, and everything has been just wonderful. Next week we are leaving to Russia with our pack to meet Alex's parents – aka the freaking King and Queen of all Lycanthropes. I am quite nervous, but I'm sure they'll love me. I will be the sunniest ball of sunshine they have ever met! Celestrina is doing great as a werewolf. It took her a while to adjust, but now she's loving being a part of the superior race. I told her about me being a Lycan, and she was amazed, but really happy when I told her the whole story of my life. She has decided to take a gap year before she heads off to college, to make sure that she has her wolf under control, and has learnt the ways of a were.Her Halloween party is

SEVEN AND A BIT YEARS LATER..."Ah fvck!" I curse, tears beading in my eyes as another wave of pain washes through my stomach.Dammit, that's another pound in the swear jar. Yes, that's right, we officially have a swear jar that travels everywhere with us, trying to curve our bad language habits. It's been going ok, well, ok for me, but Vincent swears like a sailor so I've been making millions off him. Since he met his mate Clarity, he's been much happier and turned into a better man, which is lovely to witness. She is a tiny thing, actually smaller then me so she is the butt of many jokes, but she has an amazing sense of humour, and finds the good in everything, so she doesn't take offence."Ow, ow, ow, ow! When will this be over?" I moan, squeezing Alex's hand so tightly I swear I can feel the bones shift."Its ok baby, just breathe, just breathe." Alex murmurs supportively."Don't tell me what to do! This is all your fault!" I yell, the pain unexplainable."Ok I'm sorry, its fine,