All Chapters of Bound by the vampire's temptation: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Raven Confusion was an understatement for how I felt right now. My spirit was in chaos. I couldn't believe that Vlad had asked me for my forgiveness and wanted me back, even though I ended up whacking his face, which I had the right to, after all, he'd put me through. Something was off, no doubt. Yet, I couldn't deny that I still loved him. Our brief relationship brought me back to life in ways I'd never imagined. I lay on Taylor's bunk, staring off into mid-distance at the star design on her ceiling, lost in thought. I didn't want to be involved in a game of back and forth where I would be easily swayed by Vlad's seduction. I wasn't that stupid. Taylor didn't see a big deal in Vlad wanting to come back to me. "It was bound to happen," she chuckled, scooping the last of her vanilla ice cream."I know you don't see it that way, but I knew his relationship with Nova was not going to last." "I'm not buying that bullshit," I sighed. "I know something triggered him to ask for my fo

Lucian I had to keep up with this maze of dating Raven, but it felt nothing like the true affection I felt for Nova. Nova made my loins warm with love and pure passion, the complete opposite of how I felt for Raven. I never knew how things got so complicated, but I didn't know how long I could pretend. Raven's piercing gray eyes could read my guilt, yet I continued with the charade of acting as the perfect boyfriend. For instance, I got her a plate of chocolate ice cream, cards, and other tidbits I could get from the school's snack kiosk, and I was forced to spend time with her and make her happy. But the problem was that something about her made me uncomfortable, as though she had the power to cough out the truth from me. The way her body angled away from me whenever I touched her and stared at me like I was a carton of spoiled milk that should be thrown away. Eventually, I told myself it was her nature because there was no way in hell she knew anything about the switch. My guil

Raven My eyes fluttered open, and I checked the time. It was four am. The room was still flooded in darkness, and my roommates were fast asleep. I couldn't stay in bed any longer. I needed to release the restless energy in my body. Quietly slipping out of bed, I reached for my hoodie and running shoes, ensuring to be as quiet as I could, and tiptoed to the door. The hallway was dimly lit, and I headed out. It was dark except for the faint glow of streetlights and scattered moonlight filtering through the canopy of trees. The morning dew caressed my face as I began to run, my shoes hitting the pavement. I sighed as my body absorbed the energy that was drowning through my veins. I ran past the school's vicinity and didn't stop until I released all the pent-up sweat and worries. Returning to the dorm, I headed to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and enjoyed the shock it sent through my body. After washing up, I lay on the bed. My roommates had already started getting ready for

Lucian My hand stung from the force of the slap I had just delivered, and an immediate regret made my heart bang like a drum. But something inside of me felt satisfied, knowing that Dimitri deserved the slap. His hand flew to his cheek, and he stared at me with wide-eyed disbelief. Even I couldn't believe that I had slapped him. What the hell was I thinking? A blanket of heat fell over me, and I broke into a sweat, with my knees almost threatening to give way. A tomb-like silence descended on us, except for the chirping of birds and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze. Dimitri's cruel mouth twisted with hate, and the fierceness of his glare glowed like an oven. "Take a deep breath. Relax, the worst has happened," my inner self said to me. My gaze darted away, my belly knotted, hoping he didn't bring out a stake and thrust it into my heart. His stare turned dark, ambushing my face. "You filthy bastard. You dare raise your hand to hit me?" "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean t

Raven, Dora's head tilted, and her gaze met mine, breaking into a smile and waving like a child on Christmas morning. My legs felt like lead. I stood there, not knowing whether to turn around and gallop out of there or brace up and go to them. My breathing felt compressed, like two hippos with a chest cold. I wasn't foolish to mistrust them. They were vampires, after all, and I had no idea what they were up to. The almost empty coffee shop had only a handful of patrons, old men arguing over politics. Gradually, I approached them and played it cool, glazing at Vlad's twin like a wolf in a trap. My eyes surveyed for any escape route when he swung around and shove upright like he was sitting on a cactus when our eyes met. His mouth widened in alarm like one who'd seen a ghost. Dora must either be telling the truth or they were damn good actors. I would go for the latter one. "Come on," Dora gestured with her hands. I approached them, giving Vlad's twin a crisp nod, and slipped int