All Chapters of Two Kings for Ellie : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Van I trudge through Shirlon's woodlands. The boundary between my kingdom and my brother's. Same one my brother had colonized and called him. Matter of fact, it's everyone's to share, be it the Soldiers or the Royalties. It's a free space that we both shared after we'd swept clean the former inhabitants. On a clear path down memory lane, this was the home of a different kind of mythical being. Shirlon was never always occupied only by my clan and the beasts. Amongst us were the witches, but right now, they're dead, leaving just one whose house I'm heading to. Because I was eager to ward off issues that may later stir up between me and Eamonn, I let him have it, as he was known for claiming what was and never will be his.The witches of Shirlon became more of a threat with their unsolicited powers growing strongly, making we, the Royalties and the Soldiers look inferior. We did a clean sweep of their village. One except many lives were lost in the eradication protocol, but little did w

Ellie I guess it's time to say goodbye to my life filled with abundant misery. It's too late to say goodbye to Murray, it's too late to give my sister one last kiss on the cheek and a tight, breath-taking hug. I have no regrets on coming to the stream. I have no regret for trying to feel like someone's alive. The only regret I have was the choice I made, ever being Vanchure point of target, even though it wasn't entirely my doing. And now that I'm facing the consequences of my ill fate, I'm beginning to think I deserve it. But not with this means. I'd wish my death to be a lot less painful. I'd wish my death to be on a natural course, like from a cold or from a fever. Anything that looks a little less weird as being burnt alive. “I..I can't do that,” I said after giving a thought to what he had demanded, my throat felt lumpy. I see his eyes scrape over my skin. My wet silky shirt is clung to my skin, he sees through it. He sees my cleavage. He has heard the sound of my racin

Van “You're back.” “Yes, Edgar, I am. And do not think of coming after me.” I replied to the leach who walked behind me to the doors of my penthouse. I kicked the double paneled door to my penthouse open; the metal boards crashed to the floor with a loud thud. I saw Edgar's jaws drop due to the impact, which I sent the doors flying into the open entrance. I guess he has never seen me with so much rage. I don't think I've been in this state, maybe I was before the war. I reserved the rage for when Mom or Eamonn got me mad when I was still human. And when I became a vampire, I learnt to control those emotions and channel them into sex and partying. He stood at the entrance of the penthouse, his arms were crossed behind him. He was putting on his usual service robe, it was down on one shoulder. “Master,” he called once I had gotten deeper into the penthouse, I paid no attention to my unfinished paintings I had abandoned at the entrance hall as I walked over the metal boards. “What

Van “Are you sure it was her you saw?” “I wasn't drunk before I headed out this morning,” “But it could be her sister, y'know…” “Her eyes are the only thing that distinguishes her from her sister. And even if I were blind, my other senses would point out her identity.” I and Gira nursed a glass of wine in my art room. He had brought in my raven, which I had put under his care to feed, and he had sent repairmen to replace the doors that I had ruined. Guess who the repairmen were? Few men of the Soldiers. The ones they called the builders. They had resumed their work quickly once the sun was up on the horizon. I drowned myself in the sound of their hammering and muffled chatter. A part of me wondered if they truly thought Ellie was dead. It's how quick they were able to kick her out of their pack without a clear reason. I guess when there is an unwise king ruling, the same case will be the case of the subjects. “I find that really hard to believe,” he said after he'd taken a

Ellie I know the truth. Because I refuse to be outspoken, it doesn't mean I can't point out when something isn't right. It may be true that the spell done with my blood was used to shield me from my Alpha and the Vampire King. But the truth about the whole thing is out there, written in black and white. Manny was never honest when she said she completely covered my tracks from my stubborn pursuers. Eamonn has no road map to Manny's cottage; the only one who did is…Van, I think. All boils down to when the two kings showed up here, at Manny's cottage. Eamonn was accompanied by my godfather. And Van, well, being the unpredictable force of wind, stormed into our midst.Their midst, rather. I remembered the position I was at at that moment. Confined in a huge blue box.That event alone tells me how much Van was involved with the old witch; he came in like he'd been here a couple of times. His reasons for coming here before I came don't bother me. It was the fact that he knows my r