Lahat ng Kabanata ng Passions Rising: A Forbidden Vampiric Love Story: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

George set the human back near where he’d found him. His mind missing his time with George and his wallet a little fuller. George fed from him and made sure the male human didn’t suffer unnecessarily for being his meal. The money wasn’t much, but the blood meant survival for Adriana and himself. Once the human was safely back among his kind, George moved on to do the same thing himself. He entered a small social club. There weren’t many of these and from the outside, it looked like a private men’s club. Which it was, for male vampires, that is. With a front where a few male humans could smoke, drink, read, and converse with each other. But there was an entirely different space for George’s kind where they could do the same thing. It all had to be done quietly. With prohibition in action until a few years ago. The idea of men drinking with each other kept most of these humans keen on the public, not being aware of what went on within these walls. Oth

George listened within the darkened private club. Two older vampires comparing notes about what they knew about the situation and how much they had it wrong.“That happened after someone left a dead cat within her private suites for her to find when she arrived at the NARC’s new facility. Clearly, someone was out to kill her before they attacked the rest of the family. Someone murdered her personal lady’s maid, and they left her body in the sun. Whoever did it left a hungry dog in her private offices. I suspect they framed her for all of this because she wouldn’t die. Now, someone else has come forward to say what? The emperor’s private secretary worked with Princess Adriana’s bodyguard. They what? Suspected the two worked together to formulate a plan to release Princess Adriana from the dungeons.” He made his tone and inflection match the inflammatory nature of his gossip mongering. “Really. That is what they are saying? The emperor’s secretary helping the renegade

Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five- Emperor Franco Centauri Gervais- 164 yrs old Franco sat on his throne, finally back to his old self and feeling better because he threw caution finally to the wind. Of course, he found it trying to listen to their whining and excuses. But the more the people on his list spoke, the longer the list became as they revealed other guilty parties. He really didn’t care anymore, beyond he didn’t want to deal with Tatiana’s mess. So it connected many of her people to the Blood Traitor’s Network. All he could see there being any way that she wasn’t aware of their affiliation or had any other leaning herself. If her mind returned, she would have to face his questioning herself. They found enough things within her rooms to point to her involvement and told of how easily Blood Traitors could enter and exit her suite. Even with Franco’s suspicions were wrong, they came and went too easily from her private spaces to be anything l

George, thankfully, wasn’t just a sword for hire. He’d made a hobby out of various things. One of which was leatherwork. He’d been using it to make a little money and Alpha Wolversen assisted him in discreetly selling it. The local area had a thriving tourist trade and George could now spend hours making very simple things for this. He’d been slowly saving the money that wasn’t used for their upkeep. The money that came from selling a few of the things he’d taken from Ana’s suite in the palace he’d invested for her, and he’d not touched that money. Rather, he had and had invested most of it into land or stocks that he’d been told would stand the test of time. George actually went through a connection who used an oracle for this. The person readily took predictions from a few oracles, and they combed the predictions looking for clues which would point in the direction of where safe investing would be. Then they’d look at prevailing opinions and trend

Franco Gervais sat in his throne room, dealing with the current matters at hand. Several vampires came forward and offered with news of the Blood Traitors Network. Others brought forth information to varying degrees on who had been involved in the poisoning of his Empress and her daughter. It felt like fated played its hand. Lolita had betrayed him and birthed another’s children. One of which betrayed her and killed her. Franco would happily give more credit to fate for Tatiana’s condition now. She’d been attacked by the Blood Traitor who fathered her child. That Blood Traitor died even as he tried to slit Tatiana’s throat and failed. Now Franco struggled to find his only true blood daughter. With Tatiana clinging to life with all expectations that was temporary now as she’d stopped taking blood and food. Dionysius, the innocent one in this, hadn’t stood a chance against the sister she’d idolized. Ordered by Ordered, Edger went to a reporter that hung around