Fantasy.Myth.Doesn't exist.Those and more were the words that confronted her during her search.She had chuckled in her head at them.If only they knew.She had also found some things about the way the vampires were. Some she had remembered a time or two that she could have noticed, and others she immediately knew weren't true.The search results said that they were cold-blooded, couldn't walk under sunlight because it would burn them down to ashes, and many other things that even she knew couldn't possibly be true.The cold-blooded one though, she believed. She had been close to Chris on many occasions and he had felt cold against her skin. Silly of her, she had given it many reasonable excuses in the past.But then again, how was she supposed to have reasoned that he was just the cold one?Then what about the time she had tried to help Elsa out of the room immediately when she had woken up?Could it because she was hun-thirsty?Ahhhh.She sighed in her head, scrolling down and re
He did just that, he took care of her. Feeling better after a while, she laid on the sofa, sipping from her mug of warm ginger tea that Chris had prepared for her, while he finished up in the kitchen. When she saw him come back from the kitchen, she asked him the question that had been bothering her a while ago, while he was taking care of her. "Doesn't it affect you, the blood, because, you know...." He chuckled softly, "No." Then he settled next to her on the chair, "feeling better." "Huh-uh," she nodded. "Thanks to you." Silence settled between them, the voices from the TV fading away into the distance of her mind, before she finally spoke up, bringing up the heavy questions that she had been trying to convince herself for so long that they didn't matter. But they did, she knew, and she had to ask them now. "You said I claimed you. Did I...?" Her voice paused as she placed the now empty mug on the side table, then she leaned back into the sofa. "Does this have anything to
"Vampires don't have soulmates?""They do," he said then added after a small pause. "They used to."She rolled her eyes, getting really frustrated. "You had better start speaking to me in English and I mean "simple english' not all these 'hiding secrets here and there English'."He sighed, "Fine. We used to have soulmates, in the past but as time went on, we just didn't anymore.""Why?""I don't know. It just happened. My guess is that probably because we got more mixed up with humans and-- I don't know.""Hmm," she leaned back in her seat, not from fear this time but in slight relaxation and mighty thinking. "So you no longer have soulmates?"His shoulders tensed up lightly and she was afraid that asking the question again might have hit a hard spot."It's okay if---" she started to say but he cut her off quickly with an explanation."The last time any vampire found a soulmate was over a century ago, and that vampire was a Pureblood.""Are you a Pureblood?""Yes.""So is there a poss
They pulled apart to breathe.Her grip on his shirt loosened then her forehead creased in a frown, observing something."Your heart.""What about it?"She reach out and levelled a finger slightly underneath his nostrils."You are bre-breathing?! I thought--""Oh, that." He nodded lightly in understanding. "Is is because you are a Pureblood? That's why you can do all that?""No," he chuckled lightly. "It's an illusion.""Illusion," she repeated flatly."Yes," he took her hand pressing it against a part of his chest where his heart should be beating beneath. Her eyes widened in awe.She couldn't feel anything this time. She placed a finger underneath his nostrils as she had done before.Nothing."Oh my goodness."Then it returned back to normal.An illusion!"So every vampire can do this?""Yes, it is the way we live undetected in the human society.""Why don't you do the same illusion thing with your cold skin?""There are limits to how far we can go. That is one of the limits."She
Knowing what she was to him and knowing that she now had a choice must have done it. Knowing that whatever step she would take, would determine the totality of her life placed a heavy weight on her mind.She was thinking of what would happen if she decided to be with him and what would happen if she decided not to. Her marriage with her mysterious husband didn't bother her at all while thinking about the decision to go along with. It was already stated in the contract that she should live a single life, which meant being unbothered about any unnecessary commitment towards Mr. Mystery.What she was truly bothered about was if she was ready to get roped into a supernatural world for the rest of her life. Was she ready to leave this world that she already knew? Was she ready to give it up?He had talked about the supernatural world having its risks too, was she ready to face that?Was she ready for her problems to switch from the thoughts of parties, cars and fashion to whatever it
It was foolish to fall for the same trick twice!Or down the same rabbit ho--- forget that, will complete it later.Ivy didn't think twice or at all before she pulled her hand away in a quick jerk.The next thing she knew, she was locking the doors, yelling to the gatekeeper to escape for his life in breath-deprived warnings, and just like that, she was in her car, driving out of the compound and hitting the road.Then, with a final a screech, she was in front of a hotel.Quickly she lodged in, and in no time, she was in her assigned room.As she laid on the bed, after ensuring the the doors and windows were securely locked, she thought to herself.'Not today, Death.Not today.'***She had been tempted many times that night to call Elsa, in order to find out of if it was safe enough for her to come home now, but then the thoughts that she might lie to get her there and eventually drain her blood, sent chills down her spine.So, she didn't.Another temptation she had to resist was cal
As promised, Elsa was doing all the work in the world for them to get back to how they used to be, and they were getting there, slowly and steady but it was still progress.Elsa spent a lot of time around but she was always having to leave in-between conversations to answer her phone calls, send back emails or text back messages. Ivy assumed that whatever work Jett was always doing, some had now been shifted on her best friend and that was what she always had to do on the phone, so to Ivy, this was absolutely normal."I'm sorry about that," Elsa said setting her phone back on the table before leaning back in the sofa.Today was different, instead of going out to party, they both decided to stay in watch a Romcom.Ivy could not be more grateful that her job wasn't a real job - no, it was real! She couldn't be more grateful that her job was created majorly for her and her sudden disappearance from the workplace wouldn't affect anyone, also she would go unpenalized.That sounded spoiled,
May Elsa forgive her for this. She inputted the password as fast as she could, opening the chat and scrolling up till it finally stopped midway, allowing her to read the message. "How is she?"That had been a message from Chris. According to the timeline indicated below the message, he had sent this some days ago."She is drunk," was Elsa's reply within seconds.There were a couple of voice notes sent back and forth before another message from Chris. "You are at a Club!I mean that is alright, she is free to do whatever she wants.Just make sure she doesn't end up with an abusive guy, a useless drunk or some player that is only after her money or some useless dude."Ivy's eyes misted with tears as she read through the characteristics of the guy that he wanted Elsa to make sure she left the club with and that was if she really wanted to.Then he ended the list with a "she is free to be with whosoever she wants though. Just make sure that person has all these characteristics. I don't