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Author: Therealonee
last update Last Updated: 2023-09-07 23:53:27

She was floating on invisible clouds. She had to be. That was the only description that sufficed in that moment. How else was she supposed to explain how her body, as she knew it, had developed a mind of its own. The feelings that were oozing out of her were as foreign as Italian to her. And nothing in that moment made sense.

The object of her dreams was back —more vivid than ever. Against her will. An uninvited guest to her own mind; her safe space. He wore the same clothes as he always had on when her mind conjured him up—a pristine white shirt and black pants. For the first time, she noticed his hair; a long mane of blonde that seemed to blow behind him by a spell of wind that she couldn't feel herself.

She noticed the sheer power of him, the confidence in every step he took forward, the determination in his eyes as he continued to stare right at her. He looked almost ethereal, for she had never seen one such as he before. He was everything she pictured as the ideal sexy man in
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  • A Friday The 13th Bride   Seven

    Something was not quite right. Very few things could hold his interest anymore, having lived so long on earth. He had seen the world constantly change and mostly for the better if he said so. He would forever despise the dark days when slavery had seized the world with it’s prickly hand. The unfairness and savagery of races against each other had been heartbreaking to see. Unexplainable and utterly disgusting. And his people were not completely innocent parties either. They had also like the human white supremacists taken advantage of the imbalance and rampaged the earth, uncontrollable in all their power and greed for blood. Feeding had been done mostly to gain vampires and human feeders had no say over the entire ordeal. It went without saying that humans had suffered under the governance of their own selfish leaders as well as his own kind. Which was why he was such a big advocate for peace and was still working to bring more numbers of his kind into shouldering his cause. With v

  • A Friday The 13th Bride   Six

    She was floating on invisible clouds. She had to be. That was the only description that sufficed in that moment. How else was she supposed to explain how her body, as she knew it, had developed a mind of its own. The feelings that were oozing out of her were as foreign as Italian to her. And nothing in that moment made sense. The object of her dreams was back —more vivid than ever. Against her will. An uninvited guest to her own mind; her safe space. He wore the same clothes as he always had on when her mind conjured him up—a pristine white shirt and black pants. For the first time, she noticed his hair; a long mane of blonde that seemed to blow behind him by a spell of wind that she couldn't feel herself. She noticed the sheer power of him, the confidence in every step he took forward, the determination in his eyes as he continued to stare right at her. He looked almost ethereal, for she had never seen one such as he before. He was everything she pictured as the ideal sexy man in

  • A Friday The 13th Bride   Five

    Carlisle walked down the stairs with his eyes closed, his fingers trailing the gold encased rails with every step he took. He didn’t exactly need his excellent vision to guide him through the mansion. He knew it like the back of his palm. It had been his home for the longest time. The word home felt like a bucket of ice had been deposited over him, causing him to pull his long fingers off the rails. He couldn’t possibly imagine or think of this place as home now. Not when the woman he had wanted to spend the rest of his life with had breathed her last inside one of its very rooms. He placed his hand over his heart, finding it beating so very slightly; a constant reminder of the creature that he had become. He buried his dark thoughts on the back of his mind as he opened his eyes and focused on the matter at hand. Someone was in the house. In all the times that he ventured on his 13th year excursion, he came unaccompanied. He cherished the freedom that came along with having no prot

  • A Friday The 13th Bride   Five

    Carlisle walked down the stairs with his eyes closed, his fingers trailing the gold encased rails with every step he took. He didn’t exactly need his excellent vision to guide him through the mansion. He knew it like the back of his palm. It had been his home for the longest time. The word home felt like a bucket of ice had been deposited over him, causing him to pull his long fingers off the rails. He couldn’t possibly imagine or think of this place as home now. Not when the woman he had wanted to spend the rest of his life with had breathed her last inside one of its very rooms. He placed his hand over his heart, finding it beating so very slightly; a constant reminder of the creature that he had become. He buried his dark thoughts on the back of his mind as he opened his eyes and focused on the matter at hand. Someone was in the house. In all the times that he ventured on his 13th year excursion, he came unaccompanied. He cherished the freedom that came along with having no prot

  • A Friday The 13th Bride   Four

    "Your majesty, if I may?" Ryka spoke diplomatically, bowing his head to show his reverence. "I don't think it wise for you to play right into the humans' hands. They might not be wise, but their intentions are unscrupulous."Ryka, the vampire warrior raised his head, revealing a pair of emerald eyes that looked utterly misplaced on his hardened face. He had shoulder-length hair and was big-framed, a man that was always out for blood, pun unintended. He was considered a beast by many due to his big size, his straight mouth which rarely ever stretched to form a smile and his hawk-like gaze that never missed much. The Vampire King, Carlisle, was a being that could not easily be understood. At six feet plus two inches, he towered over a lot of vampires and people alike. The composition of his face was designed for raw sin. He was almost ethereal, his looks gaining him much attention wherever he went. He walked with a confidence and a grace that clearly originated from the depths of his

  • A Friday The 13th Bride   Three

    ThreeHe was here. Adorned in the same white overlapping shirt and black pants, as in all the encounters. All her senses were making it possible to even doubt his presence. They were on full alert. Aware of him and him alone. He gracefully walked towards her, cutting any distance between them. The beating of her heart increased and her hands felt clammy.She tried to move but could not, for the life of her, perform the simple act. She felt numb yet alive. He made her feel more alive but she couldn't fathom how. He stood right before her, all broad chested and manly. She realised he was too close for comfort and tried to look away. That was yet another failure. Her eyes could only focus on him. The blush that rose on her cheeks was inevitable, as her eyes remained glued on the expansive chest that was on full display.He raised his hand. She half expected for the dream to end as it always did whenever he performed the act. However, this time around, the dream progressed. His hand came

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