JasmineFor a moment before I opened my eyes, everything had gone completely dark, and in the darkness, there were those memories of me and Martha living in different countries for over a century remained there; How she constantly erased my memory after we'd left a place and moved to another was also there. And there were also these remembrances where she took care of me and kept me safe.All the memories struck me at once like a storm and my eyes opened on their own, meeting with the harsh light of the morning sun.My body shot to sit up, my heart beat like a drum, and the cold sweat covered my entire body. I did not notice my surrounding or my mates who were just beside me nor did I notice my extended nails and fangs.I was in a complete perplexing mess for a moment, a haze and the overwhelming feeling of getting myself back— Getting my identity back. But at the same time, I could feel this intense pressure of grief and sorrow. The loss I never got the chance to mourn for, the loss
JasmineIt was really to see their relationship with their father gradually improving. Over the past few days, the progress I have seen was great. Over the past few days, I have seen them happier than ever and I don't think there was and could be anything else that can make me happier than watching them smiling.Currently, I was sipping on a glass of blood and watching them and dad play chess.Of course, the three of them had ganged up against him yet they were clearly losing the game."You all are so bad at chess," I couldn't hold onto my laughter anymore, "What a shame!""You are supposed to be at our side," Archer spoke in disbelief, the expression of my other two mates was the same."Who told you I am at your side? I have been rooting for dad from the start." I flashed them a smug smile and watched their scowls go deeper."You see boys, you have got no one supporting you with these bad chess skills of yours," Dad smirked, he was enjoying this game more than his sons were.Of cours
JasmineLucien zipped up my dress from the back, and Archer was busy admiring me and sometimes either tucking a piece of my hair strand behind my ear or sometimes simply just caressing my face.Micheal stood beside me and silently watched me or I could say was sneaking inside my head. Today was the crowning ceremony or if I said it the way my mates addressed it, 'The start of a new journey.' I was nervous, in fact, it would be an understatement to say it this way.The feeling I was going through could not be described in words. This was not only a ceremony or an announcement for me, there were going to be a lot of responsibilities that were going to come with it.Even though everyone fully believed me, I still couldn't stop worrying. This was a big day for me, and the journey ahead was going to be full of ups and downs but that was not what I was afraid of; The only thing that scared me was that I did not want to disappoint my mates, I feared that I was going to fail to meet their e
Jasmine.Blue, green and white--I laid the color on the portrait before I moved onto the shadows, the greyish shadows traveled down the woman's neck and blended into the collars. The smoothness of the colors was perfect as I'd wanted. I grabbed another brush dipping it into the color and finished the last few strokes on the portrait when Martha's voice came in my ear stopping the movements of my paintbrush soaked in the color Burnt Umber.The happiness ringed inside me."Jasmine, sweetie..." I turned to look at the door and saw her holding a bag full of art supplies and another bag full of groceries, watching her arrival I excitedly ran toward her and engulfed her in a hug. "You came, thank you so much!" I rested my head on her shoulder, letting myself feel her warmth--I had seen her after a whole week, ever since she'd been working in the castle she couldn't afford to stay with me like when I was a kid; The castle only allowed the workers and others to meet their close ones once or
Jasmine"They aren't bad, right?" I asked for my own needed assurance, the nervousness pumping in and out of my veins made my movements slightly clumsy."Of course, they are not," Martha let out a small chuckle.A small sigh escaped past my lips and my back muscles relaxed from the stiff posture, we got down the boat taking my luggage and the side bag full of art supplies hung on my shoulder; I couldn't live without painting, it was as necessary as water for me.The rough surface underneath my laced boots felt bumpy, the smell of wind on this side of the city was different. My nostrils seemed to catch a few scents even I couldn't identify."Martha, Can you smell it?" I lightly nudged her arm while she was paying the bill to the boatman."Smell, what?" She questioned, looking confused."The scent the wind is carrying, it's different," I complied."Silly, girl," She lightly pinched my cheek causing me involuntarily let out a huff in Disturbance, "You've never been here, that's the reas
JasmineIt had been three days for working for them, and I'd come to a minimum conclusion. Lucien Theron Blackwood—The silent and rude one.Micheal Valerian Blackwood—The overly organized one Archer Stephanos Blackwood—The one who seemed a little normal.Besides their cold behavior, there was another thing worth mentioning--They smelt good, it wasn't as if I was sniffing them but they actually smelt very good. Like, Even if they are a few feet away from me I could smell their scent, each of them had their own habits and the one thing common was they didn't talk much. I had also adjusted myself to keeping the conversations in my head low so that they can't catch the frequency with their super hearing.I was trying to adjust, in short.Right now, I was uncomfortably tossing and turning on my bed due to the sun rays that were falling on my face. I was given a room for my stay, and it was better than my home, to be honest. Staying in the palace and working for them had turned into my on
Jasmine.I looked outside the window and found the sun setting deep under the clouds of the west, the orange hue it left in the progress soon disappeared. The calm nature of nature itself, protruding as the night advanced.I sat on the edge of the window, admiring the soft winds that caressed my face every once and then. Suddenly my eyes fell on a scene outside the window, my brows rose in surprise. Definitely, something I hadn't expected was to see the three brothers outside the palace.King Lucien rode the horse back into a pathway, whilst King Micheal and Archer leaned against the limo. Even though their backs were facing me, within these few days I had excellently learned to recognize them just by a simple instinct. Though it was weird I didn't really pay attention to my thoughts.It was a while before King Archer shifted to sideway and followed by him stood King Micheal, something about the faint shimmer in their skin caused my heart to skip a beat. I couldn't tear my eyes away f
Jasmine.As I had thought yesterday, right now I was staring at King Lucien sitting a few feet away with as always a file in his hand. There were occasions when the file would be replaced by a newspaper or a book and sometimes even a magazine but most of the time it would be any file or document or anything related to his work. Well, of course being powerful didn't give them the allowance to skip all of their duties as Kings in fact the only thing it had done was to increase it. But I had to admit, he looked so good even though all of his attention was on the task, he was writing down something or maybe something related to the blood collections. His hair lightly fell on his face and his eyes remained fixated on the paper, the sleeves of his white shirt were folded up to the middle of his hand whilst he bobbed his left leg up and down covered in the black ripped jeans.Damn it! Vampire males were a thousand percent more attractive than humans.Sighing I rested my head against the wal