All Chapters of A vampire for the werewolf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Arayah screamed like never before, her lungs threatening to burst from the strain it was going through. In all her six years on earth, she had never had the cause to scream the way she was doing now. And why would she? She had lived all her life in comfort right until the day the werewolves attacked their pack and killed her father, the vampire king and his people.So if she had lived all her life in absolute comfort, why would she scream as loud as this? The only time she screamed was when she wanted something and it wasn't given to her and even then, it was never like this. Never as loud as this.Two days ago, she had been brought to this pack after the werewolves had attacked amd her father and her people were killed right in front of her eyes. She had been treated like a bag of garbage, dragged round her whole town so that she could see all the dead people as if she hadn't seen them before and after then, as if that wasn't enough for a little girl of six to see, they had set fire

Fogged breaths left her lips as she breathed heavily her lungs constricted and her stomach churned deeply as she lay somewhat lifeless on the cold cemented floor, tears pricked at the corner of her eyes her sobs choking her. She has been starved and experimented for days, her blood being taken away from her nonstop. The lack of blood in her system was slowly bring out the vampire in her and it wouldn’t take long before her true self comes out.Arayah could feel her throat dry up from the thirst for blood and her hunger intensify, her fangs were slowly poking her lips and her pupils dilated turning to slits, her vampire was finally out, she feared what she might turn into but this was inevitable, she was bound to go on a rampage sooner or later, she was only able to curb her vampire side from the food her friend always gave her but now he wasn’t around to give her delicious meals she so much craved for. Her skin paled and her senses intensify the pungent smell of moss and tried up bloo

Massive braziers encircling each of the eight sandstone columns light up the lower levels of the throne hall and engulf everything in a flickering radiance. The artistic depictions of legends on the arched ceiling dance in the flickering light while carved images look down upon the obsidian floor of this ceremonious hall.An onyx rug runs down from the throne and splits to encircle the entire hall while rounded banners with embellished decorations swing gently from the walls. Between each banner stand several tapers of various sizes, almost all of them have been lit and turn illuminate the sculptures of heroes and leaders below them.Thick, tinted glass windows are edged by drapes colored the same onyx as the banners. The curtains have been adorned with embellished borders and fine patterns.A radiant throne of granite sits atop an elevated platform and is adjoined by two almost identical seats for those closest to the royal highness.The throne is covered in symbolic illustrations an

While she was walking side by side with her father, her mind just kept on wandering around the article she saw earlier that day.She just wished her parents could allow her to just give it a chance. She also didn't know why they were being hard on her."Why?" She asked herself, and when her father suddenly stopped in his tracks to look at her, she realized that she had asked the question loudly."It's nothing," she answered the questions in her father's eyes, and she continued walking, leaving her father behind.Arayah continued walking really fast, because she was really angry at her father. Her father started calling her to stop, and wait for him to walk beside her, but she kept on ignoring him until they got to the house.When they got home, Arayah had thought that her father already got over her ignoring him, but she was completely wrong.As she was about to go straight to her room, he forcefully dragged her backwards, and because of the force, she staggered backwards, holding the

Arayah felt her heart racing as she forced herself out of bed. Despite the excitement she felt about meeting the Prince, the thought of the ridicule she faced from the other girls still lingered in her mind. With a deep sigh, she grabbed her towel and made her way to the bathroom, eager to wash off the remnants of the event from her skin.As she stepped into the warm bathwater, she let out a contented sigh, allowing the water to soothe away her worries. Her thoughts drifted back to the words the girls had said, and she felt a flicker of anger rise within her. She tried to push it aside, focusing instead on the task at hand - making sure her parents had no inkling that she had gone to the banquet.With a sense of determination, Arayah stood up from the bathtub and dried herself off, taking extra care to make sure she was completely dry. She then walked to her room and opened the drawer where she kept her dress. With gentle hands, she carefully removed the dress from the protective cove