All Chapters of The Vampires innocent Prey : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sophia made sure that everyone was asleep before she made her way out of the door.She wasn’t going to spend another moment in hell, She had been planning to make an escape for a long time now ,and this night seemed like the best time to initiate her plan .She opened the door as careful as she could,she couldn’t risk being heard by her Aunt and Uncle or else she would be buried in her grave first thing the night morning.When she made it out of the door successfully, she hissed a sigh of relief . She checked her surroundings to check if any of their neighbors were in sight ,those people loved to gossip.One word from them and her uncle will have people searching for her , or so She thought .Thats why she decided that the forest was her best option.She knew the risk ,hell she was even scared but it was now or never . She was the only one walking on the streets, her street was one of the loneliest in the village . The forest was so quite far from the place she lived but she was determin

Madam Grace's eyes blazed with resentment as she gazed at Sophia. What secrets had this girl uncovered to warrant the lord's favor? He was notorious for his indifference, yet he'd brought this human into the palace, shielding her from the harsh realities of their world.A spark of jealousy ignited within Madam Grace. Why had the lord shown this girl such mercy? And what was the meaning behind his explicit orders to handle her with care?"Sophia!" Madam Grace's voice cut through the air, her tone dripping with malice.Sophia's eyes snapped towards Madam Grace, her heart skipping a beat. She hastened to obey, her senses on high alert."Follow Margret to the dining hall," Madam Grace instructed, her voice laced with disdain. She thrust a tray of steaming food into Sophia's hands, her fingers brushing against Sophia's skin.Sophia's gaze flicked towards Margret, a slender girl with a tray of food balanced on her hip. Their eyes met, and Sophia sensed a flicker of curiosity, perhaps even f

As the sun dipped below the horizon in the rural village, Sophia's uncle, Patrick, and aunt, Diane, seethed with a mix of shock, anger, and desperation. They just figured out that Sophia had escaped Patrick, a rugged man in his late forties, paced outside his humble abode, his weathered face etched with worry. "Where could she have gone?" he muttered to himself, his mind racing with the possibilities. He knew Sophia had no acquaintances, no friends to speak of, and no money to her name. The thought of his niece, alone and vulnerable, sent a shiver down his spine.Diane, on the other hand, was a cauldron of rage. "This is the girl you raised with so much love, and this is how she repays you?" she spat, her voice venomous. "She's thrown away her future, and for what?"Patrick shot her a stern glance. "You're more concerned about the marriage you arranged than Sophia's safety, aren't you?" His tone was laced with accusation.Diane's face twisted in a scowl. "What a convenient time for h

The encounter with the prince in the garden still lingered on her mind as she sat down outside watching the birds as they flew . She had always loved watching birds even when she was younger with her Father. “Father …she breathed out. She hadn’t thought about him in a long while . She missed him everyday . She never thought she would survive without her dad but look at her, ten years plus and she was proud of how far she had come.Meanwhile in the garden, the royal family sat together with Lord James. Anyone who looked at them from far would think the atmosphere was nice and they were just acquaintances having a good time. But the tension surrounding them was insane, each person occupied with their own thoughts.“Charlotte how are your study sessions going ?” The Queen asked breaking the silence . “ Very well , Your Majesty “Charlotte answered It was a custom in the land for every young amiable girl or woman to learn the traditions of the kingdom which Charlotte was doing . And also

Azriel's eyes blazed like hot coals in the darkness as he emerged from his room, his movements deliberate and calculated, like a predator stalking its prey. Each step he took echoed through the silence, the wooden floorboards creaking beneath his feet like a lover's sigh.As he reached the corridor, the dewy night air enveloped him, casting a misty veil over the darkness. Suddenly, a faint crackling sound echoed from behind him, like the snap of a whip. Azriel's wings, those magnificent, majestic wings, burst forth from his back, their tender flesh unfolding like a dark, velvety bloom.The pain was a sharp, sweet sting, a familiar ache that Azriel had grown to crave. He was a creature of the night, a monster, a god. And as his wings flexed, their powerful muscles rippling beneath his skin, he felt the rush of exhilaration, the thrill of the hunt.One final glance into the darkness, and then Azriel launched himself into the air, his wings beating the night into submission, their soft w