LOGINLorcan JudsonI fix my tie for the umpteenth time. “Brother, you look good.” Orlo rolls his eyes.“To think the first one among us to be married is Lorcan!” Dylan grins, sitting on the couch. “You look good, Lorcan. Your wife will love this.”“You sure?” I look at my reflection in the mirror again.“Why are you so nervous?” Orlo smirks. “It's not like you haven't dated her, or it's the first time you are seeing her.” “To think our crown prince will be this nervous on this wedding day.” Dylan nudges the younger one. “I am not nervous.” I lie blatantly. To be honest, I am nervous. My inner self is trembling like an autumn leaf. Finally, I am going to become her husband, and she will be my wife. Forever. Just that mere thought runs a thrill through my body. It has been 2 years since Verena and I started dating. Oh! Flash news: three of us aren’t bachelors anymore. I am getting married to Verena. Julia and Dylan officially declared they are a couple, and so did Orlo and Amara. We al
Verena LaytonMy eyes open at the waft of eggs and bread. I have always been a huge fan of eggs. No matter what style it's cooked- steamed, boiled, fried, omurice, egg soup, anything; any egg dish is fine. My body sits up in an autopilot mode.Lorcan is cooking for me? It smells so good. I slide out of bed as usual. But what isn't usual is that I collapse on the floor as soon as my feet touch the floor like a mermaid!“Damn!” I groan.The door slams, and Lorcan rushes in. “Verena? What are you doing on the floor?” He crouches in front of me. “I was trying to get up, but my legs are all jelly!” “My bad.” He lifts me in his arms and places me back on the bed. “I was too rough on you yesterday. How are you feeling, my love?” He sits beside me. “Too sore?”“A bit sore.” I sigh. “But I cannot deny it felt amazing.” I grin, wrapping my arms around his waist.“Is that so?” A soft smile plays on his lips as he kisses the top of my nose softly. “Let's get you refreshed.”Before I can say
Lorcan Judson“Verena…” I take a deep breath. “See, my love, we are gonna take a cold shower, hm?”“Why?” Her brows scrunch up adorably. Her arms snake around my nape. “Lorcan…” She straddles me even more, pressing herself completely against me. “Kiss me.”“You aren't in your right mind.” I hold her elbows firmly, trying to pull her back. But surprisingly, she has a much stronger hold for a woman for her build. “I am in my right mind.” She pulls me closer, her lips hovering over mine. Her thumb brushes over my lips. “Your lips are soft. I want to kiss them.”That last sentence sucked the air out of my system. She is effortlessly flirtatious and definitely sexy. “Don't,” I warn. “Why?” She pouts, pulling away enough to see my face. “Can't I even kiss my own boyfriend? Who are you to stop me?”CRACKThe wall of my patience finally cracks. I pull her into a kiss. She hums into the kiss, and my wall of patience breaks completely. My hand travels to her lower back and pulls in even mo
Lorcan Judson“No!” Those words roll off my tongue before my mind can process her words. “Never. I can never harm you.” A serene smile blooms on her face. No! Don’t smile at me like that! I cannot take it. My fangs are aching for your blood. I can feel them grazing on my lower lip. I stumble back, desperately trying to keep distance between us. “Please go.” I clutch my chest hard, my nails digging in. Even the pain isn’t helping. She stands up and takes long strides. “What are you-”She pushes me to the floor by my shoulders and straddles me, planting her knees on either side of me. My breath hitches. Too close. Too damn close. Her sweet scent is making me go dizzy. Bite her. Bite her. Have a taste.You have tasted her blood before.You need it again.BITE HER!I dig my nails on my thighs. I cannot hold her. If I touch her, I am doomed. I will drag her down with me, and I will never do that. “Lorcan, I am giving you permission to drink my blood.” Verena’s soft touch on my chee
Verena LaytonI sit on the couch in the drawing room, munching on chips. Something is greatly wrong in my love life. Lorcan is an absolute Prince Charming. He brings me flowers every day, treats me like a delicate princess, and showers me with unconditional love. He eagerly ticks off my bucket list. But. He won't touch me!All we do is kiss. He never runs his hand above my waist or below it. His lips never travel to my neck or below. For example, yesterday, he was literally devouring me. Kissing me like I am his oxygen, running his big, rough hands around my waist, pressing me into him pleasantly. I lowered my inhibitions and let him take the next step. But he stopped just before his lips could end up on the sensitive spot on my neck. He pulled away and smiled at me warmly. Kissing me goodnight, he spooned me and cuddled me. That was all! I was aroused as hell, and he couldn't even tell that! It's as if he knowingly keeps his distance in this particular matter. But what hits m
Lorcan Judson“Wait.” Julia rubs the corners of her eyes, distressed. “So, you are telling me, Lorcan, and you are…a couple now?” She spits the last words like venom.“Yes.” Verena grins goofily, circling her small hand around my biceps. “Oh, my God! This is bomb news!” Amara claps her hands loudly. “That's a news brother.” Orlo grins; his hand rests around Amara’s shoulders. “All the best, you two.” Dylan blesses like an old soul.Since the kidnapping incident, our dynamics have changed a huge deal. Verena and I became a couple. Orlo and Amara, though, keep saying that they are best friends. I can clearly smell situationship between them. Dylan and Julia strangely seem to get along, though Julia shows open hatred towards us vampire brothers. “Come on now.” Verena nudges her best friend. “Smile a bit, will you? It's my first relationship after all. “And that too with a Judson.” Julia rolls her eyes before glaring at me. “You have my word, Julia Boone. If she gets hurt because of
Lorcan Judson“Keep a watch out for that little girl of yours.”That bonehead whispers in my ear. His voice was wrapped in the most dirty intention that no creature deserves. It hits my nerves instantly!An intense fury to smash his face on the floor until it turns into a pulp swirls in me. I grit
Verena Layton I draw the X-axis and Y-axis on another massive chart to re-do the lost chart. I absent-mindedly run the pencil vertically as I think of Lorcan’s words. He told me to draw the graph only aand warned me not to color them. I asked numerous times but that jerk won’t tell me. Like a defeat
Verena Layton I sit on the floor, staring hopelessly at the ruined art paper. I poured all my energy into creating it since it was meant to go on the walls of the most important department. I sniffle, trying to hold back. I have to re-create this one. Again.Now, Lorcan is gone as well. I know I over
Lorcan JudsonI've officially lost my mind and the proof is yesterday's incident. I pulled that clingy human's hand against my chest, where my heart never beats, and fought to prove that I have a heart. Irony! Vampires hearts don’t beat. We lose our heartbeat the moment we become blood-sucking monste







