Chosen by the Vampire Kings

AnnaliseI never agreed to move to this small city but my uncle has made it clear to me that I would suffer the heavier consequences if I don't agree to his conditions. I have been the greatest contributor to his headache the past years and perhaps he got tired of dealing with me that he decided to send me here to this small town: the Great Oaks.Honestly, I never really did anything wrong. I was just at the wrong place and at the wrong time when trouble happens and I was always there to get all the blame somehow. I got tired of reasoning out to my uncle. Who would believe me, anyway?So now, here I am in this almost forgotten city. I couldn't do anything when he decided I would be sent here. Maybe he thinks that the fewer people there are, the less likely it would be for me to cause trouble. He just didn't want to say that he doesn't want to deal with anything about me anymore.I am fine being away from him and that sinful city. But to be thrown in this place is almost worse. Almost.

AdamShe was silent for a moment and then she said, "What is this, Adam? We haven't seen each other for decades and this is how you greet me?""I will give you the greeting you want if you answer my question, Fiona Beth," I whispered in his ear.She chuckled and looked at me over her shoulders. "And it would take you a dagger to make me tell you whatever the hell it is you want to know? You have become weak, Adam."I ignored her remark and pressed the dagger closer to her, enough to draw blood. She started thrashing. She knows very well I will never hesitate to drive the dagger straight to her heart and what it would do to her. I have done it before. A long time ago."You love your life so much, Fiona Beth. Now before I rob it from you, tell me what I need to know."I know it wouldn't be easy to make Fiona Beth talk. She looked at me over her shoulder and spat."I don't even know what you're talking about--" She wasn't able to continue what she was about to say when I pierced the dagg

AdamI watched as she walked ahead, determined to make me see what she saw. But I have already taken care of the body, placed it on the side of the alleyway, and made him drink my blood to cure the wound on his neck."I saw him there. Someone--Someone was killing someone.""You must have been hallucinating," I said and she whirled to look at me. I muttered a silent curse when I saw how frightened she looked. I had been too careless. My hunger is getting harder to satiate. After I tasted her blood--fuck. I couldn't get enough. Even right now as I looked at her, all I could see is that slender neck of hers. All I could hear is the loud pounding of her pulse as if inviting me to feel it. To sink my fangs in it--"Have you been drinking?" I asked, to divert the topic and to divert my attention from her. I've tasted her blood once and gods, it was the most delicious one I have ever tasted. I don't know what's with this woman. Why is her blood different? She turned to look at me and gave