MasukI'd always seen myself a certain way, as a good and loving daughter, a girl who enjoyed reading and laying on the grass staring up at the sky. A simple and good person. But this world is cruel to simple, good people. In the year 1674 I was sentence to death. The people I grew up with, laughed and cried with the people I shared precious memories with, abandoned me, scorned me, called me horrible things and laughed as I died. But the thing about death is... It's not always permeant! But theirs would be. Their death's would be a long bloody nightmare! ----- Scarlet Grey was betrayed and abandoned by those she thought would always stand by her. So when the opportunity for vengeance is presented to her by a devilishly handsome stranger, she takes it and with it she became the eternal companion of an insane ancient vampire... Evan Evers. And sometimes... Insanity's contagious!
Lihat lebih banyak"You can't stay here, Scarlet." Mary said finally breaking the somber silence. "Your mother..." she broke off looking for a polite way to tell me that my mother was a murderess self-serving bitch and that she would sooner commend me to the fires of hell than help me escape an unjust charge. “You have run.” She spoke softly, but with the same firm resolute tone she'd always had with me. “Run and never look back. The mayor, pitiful as he may be right now, is a cruel vicious man. He'll never let it go." "If he finds out that your still alive.” She shuddered and rapidly shook her head. It was nice to know Mary cared for me in her own way, she was a rare breed. "You need not worry about Mayor Redford." I told her, turning to watch her as she stared at my father's corpse. If I could of, I would have found a sick sort of amusement when the thought of the mayors death crossed her mind. But practical Mary did not linger on that line of thought for long. "Better safe than sorry." She shook
"Oh dear Lord." Mary our housekeep grasped behind me. I'd heard her coming, summoned by my tears as she always had been. Mary was hard woman, a widow who'd lost her only child to the fever that had swept through town decades ago. Mary and I had a strange relationship, she was who I should have turned to for motherly advise or comfort considering my own mama was so lacking in that department. But Mary wore her pain in a phyiscal way, as if she cloaked herself in her grief years ago and now simply did not know how to live without carrying her shroud of pain everywhere she went. I tried to get close her, to know her and love her but she would let me and I, I was tried of trying to love mothers who would not and in Mary's case could not love me back. Turning my head towards her, I realised I was not mad at her, like I was at everyone else. She was not there, she did come to cheer for my death nor did she come to speak for my character either, though that would have done little good as it
How dare he! Coward. Fool. How dare he to do this me. Steal yet another thing from me. After everything he’d done to me, his only child. Man’s cruelty truly does know no bounds. My fathers cruelty followed me into my immortal life as it had in my human one. The man had once again found a way stab me in the back, and twist the knife in even further. In mere seconds the ground had shifted beneath my feet, all my newly acquired power and superhuman strength failed me. I found myself frozen on the floor, fists clenched and stunned to silence staring up at my father in muted horror and something akin to total frustration as he swayed gently in the air. He’d hung himself. Like he’d hung me. The most God fearing man I knew killed himself. I couldn’t even bring myself to laugh that the irony. He must have thought it was so poetic to kill his child then himself the exact same way. The man must have been sick in the head. A gaping hole seems to have opened up in my chest, no emotion p
Home.Large, compared to the other houses around this part of town. A size my mother could be proud of, brag to her ‘friends’ about and lord over the other ladies at church.It smelled different and yet exactly the same. Or maybe it was me who was different, so much had changed in so little time. In all of three days I was assaulted, tried and executed, then reborn as an immortal creature of the night. A blood drinking vampire, who had taken the long way home, to kill my parents, who’d actively participated in my murder.Life sure did come full circle.The walk over helped cool my head, smother the once boiling rage to a bubbling simmer, I felt I could think clearly now.Decide, what I am to do with these people who brought me into this world without my consent, and thought their part in my creation was reason enough to take my life away. As if my very existence was merely a whim, a novelty they’d grown tired of clothing and feeding, parading around town to sell off to the highest bidd
She’d known what he was and still she’d sent me with him. My best friend. “I asked you a question, Melanie. Have you already forgotten?” I mocked pushing off the bloody bed. “No tears for your brother, Mel?” She paled even further, shuddering as I spoke her nick name. Finally s
Three days ago I found myself at the Mayors mansion visiting my friend Melanie after yet another icy exchange between mother and I during breakfast that day. I was happy to let Mel’s cheery presence infect me and lift my spirits. Mrs, Moore, the Redford’s housekeeper, lead me up to
Home. It smelled different and yet exactly the same. Large, compared to the other houses around this part of town. A size my mother could be proud of, brag to her ‘friends’ about and lord over the other ladies at church. I had taken the long way to get here, the walk over helped cool my head some an
The second Melanie swung the door open and I saw the Mayor Redford my reaction surprised even me. I burst out laughing. Loud belly twisted laughter fill the space. Evan, strange and deadly creature he was, had a marvellous sense of humour. He’d strung the Mayor up like a pig on the


















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