Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fangs and Feelings { A Vampire's Kiss }: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Chapter One. Mirah“Do you Mirabella Aurel, take Jayden Damion as your lawfully wedded husband?” The presiding priest asked, his voice bouncing off all the four walls.There was a momentary silence as I turned to meet the gazes of all those present. Those who'd come to witness my marriage. I spotted my father. Flanked on both sides by my mother and elder sister, he stared hard at me. As if he dared me to go against him.They were waiting for my response. A response that could change my life forever. A response that'd ruin my life.My mother smiled brightly at me, and my sister gave me a thumbs up. “No.” I said, turning to face the priest. Gasps, and muffled voices followed my answer. I didn't turn back to meet the face of my father which I knew would be covered with fury.Neither did I spare the man who was standing beside me, a glance. “What are you doing, Mirabella?” Jayden asked, calmly. But I could sense the fury beneath his tone. No one liked to be turned dow

Chapter Three. MirahThe danger…As the days passed by, I could feel it. It was so thick that it bore into my being. I hadn't been allowed out of his room in days.And I still didn't know his name. I curled the duvet around my body, ignoring the rumble of my stomach.I didn't want to admit it, but I was already regretting my impulse of asking a stranger for help. Clearly, this place wasn't normal. As someone who'd been born into a bustling environment and wealth, I didn't do well with gothic architecture.I hadn't even gone on social media for days. But without checking, I knew the news of what'd happened would be plastered everywhere on the internet.The daughter of CEO Aurel who'd escaped on her own wedding day? The headlines were sure to be a hit.But then a little part of me- the Mirah who thrived in adrenaline inducing situations, loved every single bit of what was happening. The fear, and strangeness.The door opened at that moment. I adjusted my position on

Chapter Five. MirahI buried my head deeper into the sheets. My body was numb, and so was my heart. I stifled a wince when I touched a part of my neck.The part where he'd-My body went on high alert, and I sat up when the door suddenly pushed open. When I saw who it was, I visibly relaxed.But almost immediately my brows knitted into a frown. Like every other day, he'd disappeared before I woke up. And I wondered why he was suddenly back.It had been days since the ball. Days since he'd avoided me.He silently studied me, as he went over to take a seat. The originally wide room suddenly seemed stuffy. Filled with his presence at every corner.I swallowed hard, as I avoided looking at him. I hadn't even come to terms with the fact that he really was a-An odd person. I couldn't bring myself to address him as a…vampire.“Get ready.” He finally said, leaning back on the chair. His eyes glinted in the semi-illuminated room.I hugged myself, conscious of his hard stare a

Chapter Seven. MirahFear.Languid fear crept through me, as I backed against a wall. The words weren't coming out, even though I tried.Tall, with broad shoulders, the white-black haired man stared down at me.“A word, young lady?” In the same bland voice, he asked. He looked like an older version of Zeke.I needed no one to tell me that this was Zeke's father. An elegant woman in a flowing green gown, stood to the side. And their demeanor was anything but welcoming.‘Say something Mirah.’ Goosebumps peppered my arms. I'd never felt so afraid in my entire 21 years of life.In the place where Zeke had cold gray eyes, this man's eyes were completely black. He was dressed in an all black outfit, with an equally black crown.“We'll take that as a yes.” The woman beside him said with a cold smile. My throat flexed, and I nodded.“Y-yes.” I said in a small voice, and pushed off the wall. As I tailed them, memories of last night flashed through my mind.Zeke had fucked me.

Chapter Nine ZekeI crossed my leg over the other, watching as the others walked into the large high ceiling hall in an orderly manner. The large and expansive hall had glass windows, and blue lights shone down from the chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling.I counted in my mind, till I thought I'd lose it.Master Vignar. Master Killian. Master Ragnarok. Master-“May the members rise?” A loud voice boomed. Several cloaked figures rose to their feets, myself included. Golden cups filled with blood were placed in front of each member.We went through the beginning ritual, while I tried to calm my racing nerves. The founders of The Prestigious Royal Circle had decided that a gothic and eerie atmosphere would add to the prestige of the Circle. And here we were, with cloaked figures like some wizards.“Let the meeting begin.” Master Killian, the vampire in charge of keeping order said. A ram of a golden staff on the large oak table which stretched down to the e