Amelia’s point of view:‘What the hell was I thinking?’ This question struck my mind, but then Alejandro pinned me against the wall, his deliciously hard body pressing onto mine with wicked heaviness, and everything intensified.Sparks, lots of electrifying ones, overlapped one another.The past few hours had been so charged, so heady, that I’d almost lost sense of myself. Thrown back into the past, yet still rooted in the present. It felt surreal.The first kiss had been like coming to the place where I was supposed to be, here with him, I thought weakly, even as it made my entire body ignite at his touch.But this one had me as though my body was no longer under my own control, reacting to him on an utterly primal level, whilst my mind had no say whatsoever in the matter.I was vaguely aware that I should object, but instead my hands were threading through his hair, my mouth tingling with every brutal pass of his tongue, my body elevated with the hard, altogether too familiar pressu
Amelia’s point of view: By the time I came back to myself, hastily snatching the bed sheet off the bed and wrapping it around my body to cover myself up, Alejandro was standing half-way across the room. Triumph mingling with an odd expression, which I couldn’t read, was on his face. But it made me panicked.My head snapped up as reality crashed in. What have I done?I just yielded to the mate bond between us. I couldn’t fight it. It won! We didn’t just kiss. We did so much more than that. I was stark naked under this blanket – stark naked! He’d seen so much of me than I’d ever allowed him before.I’ve even bared myself to him, shamelessly opening my legs for him.After what happened, I needed time to think – to re-order my thoughts, to work out how I was supposed to keep my distance from him when the so-called mate bond was affecting me in all those sorts of ways.What had I just done? “Happy now…?” I threw at him, my mind still whirring. Racing to catch up, I asked him, “Pleased wi
Alejandro’s point of view:At first, there were just those vampires and that too, the Vampire King himself trying to harm Amelia but now, that hunter was also after her. To keep her safe, I had to bring her here against her will. If they’d get to her, they might kill her just to hurt me.The enmity between us started way before I’d even been born. I don’t know what exactly happened that led to us being enemies. My parents ended up dying while protecting me from those vampires.To make matters worse, hunters started roaming our forest in search for our kind to prove to humans that we do exist but we don’t want to be found and definitely not by them.They’d treat us like abomination that needed to be erased completely from this world.It’s quite funny though! We were here before them.Just because there are billions of them and only about a million of us; doesn’t mean that they’ve got some kind of power over us. We are both being governed by someone of sovereignty.We all worship God –
Amelia's point of view:The sounds of the forest surrounded me once I stepped through the tall trees. There were crickets chirping, dry leaves swirling around in the harsh wind blowing occasionally and owls hooting somewhere hidden in the trees.I ventured further in the forest filled with vicious vines untangled together. Some branches kept weaving inwards the further I went deeper in the dense forest.Everything felt eerily odd and ghostly.The atmosphere was just way too tensed. I definitely knew something was wrong.My gut was twisting and clenching. It almost felt like someone was squeezing me while trying to pry me of my life. Why I felt like that? I would never know but one thing I can be sure of is the fact that I should not be here.Maybe s
I fell down before I could avoid it. I felt a sting in my butt when my bottom made contact with the ground. But my sole interest was in watching the dog flying in the air before lurching itself onto me.Ontopof me!Soon, I was trapped beneath it. I closed my eyes tightly to avoid from looking at its dripping saliva. It was so gross and ugly looking. I could feel tears burning the brim ofmy eyes. There's no way I'm gonna accept dying like this.
I don’t know how and when but I slowly found myself drifting off to sleep while playing with its soft furs.I know what you might be thinking. Who is their right state of mind would sleep when an unknown creature was nuzzling up against them?I don’t know about you but I would when I’ve spent the entire day and night before sorting things around my new apartment. I pretty much already had bags forming under my eyes. It was high time I get some sleep.Hence, the slumber party time begins, with a not so small creature in my arms!When I woke up, it was dark so I figured it was night time or pretty early in the morning. I was still sitting with my back leaning against the tree trunk but the dog was nowhere to be found. Had it all been a dream, a nightmare? But what am I doing here? There is no way that I could imagine all of that. I’m not J. K Rowling nor am I Stephenie Meyer.I hastily got up and dusted my clothes off. I halte
When he moved a step back, my head spun as he cleaned the blood dripping down the side of his mouth with the back of his hand. My blood!My words got lodged in my throat as he graced me with a bloody fanged smirk.He freaking had fangs, like the dogs I met earlier.Finding my voice, I exclaimed, “What the fuck are you?”I refrained myself from pushing him away from me, afraid of touching him.I held my breath when he met my gaze. Concern etched on his forehead as he studied my face which was most probably showing my increasing panic and fear of this man.“You’ve got such a dirty mouth.” His smirk widened mischievously as he cocked a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me.He adjusted his arms beside my head and covered the short distance between our lips.Brushing his lips against mine, “I will have a great time taming you.” He murmured. His low and distinct tone sent a shiver travelling up my
The dark clothed man, who threw him down, glanced my way. I gasped. He freaking had wings, black and huge and he was hanging down low yet his feet never touching the ground. I would prefer using only one word if I had to describe him. A vampire!He has white pale skin like a vampire, his lips are bloody red and his eyes are dark, so dark you would feel like he’s looking right into your soul, sorting through your darkest sins. He has black shoulder length hair and looks fierce and right now his lips are pressed into a thin line.I could no longer deny that what was happening wasn’t real because real or not, it was definitely happening unless my eyes were playing some tricks on me.“You didn’t tell me you met your mate, Alejandro.” He addressed the man who had bit me.Mate?“Leave her alone!” Alejandro tried to get up but ended up hissing in pain. Consequently, I gasped in pain.“If I’m not