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SWEET BLOOD Chapter 1- Long time ago
Thousands of years ago, in a land of ancient vampires and sorcerers, there was an evil leader. A man with great power, the Master of vampire hunters, desired the only power that forbade him: the privilege to rule the Kingdom of Nork. The Master knew that it was important, when killing a pure-blood vampire, to ensure that they brought an army of sufficient size. For the king and the queen, he brought five hundred hunters, equipped with enchanted, potent poisonous swords to kill the undead royals and their people. From the front of the castle they saw both the northern snow and the southern, but the finer view was out across the plains and over the narrow territories. At some point in an achingly long history, a powerful vampire, now lost to knowledge, had built one thousand pillars out on the plateau: onyx giants thicker than a thousand-year oak, taller than a long pine. A forest of dark stone without order or pattern, covering the level ground from flank to flank. The hunters beg
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 2- In the bed with a stranger
*Present time*Grace Lim was naked. That was the first thing that hit her as she slowly opened her eyes: that she was bare, her body ached from everywhere, particularly the lower region. She was in bed. But it wasn't her bed.She squinted hard, and then unexpectedly, the next thing hit her, and it hit her like a ton of bricks to the head. It was fruition that she had been so intoxicated last night that she ended up giving herself to some hot stranger. She cringed, the pain piercing through her temples and her belly twirling with queasiness.This was not happening. No! This could not be happening.Why?How?Alright, so this was a hangover. She whined, scraping her eyes shut and seeing stars explode across her brain. Oh, this was surely a hangover alright. Her first one. Unhurriedly, Grace opened her eyes to thin slits, peeking around the room. Okay, not her small bed. Absolutely not her bed. Not her room either. No, this one was massive, remarkable, and... strangely familiar as her bra
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 3- Sweet kiss
With a flutter, Grace heaved her thick tangle of lashes, revealing the big brown eyes that were still clouded by sleep, confusion, or maybe it was anger."Oh God," she grumbled under her breath. Like it was the end of the world.James Grayson didn’t answer her right away. He just leaned back, one hand behind his head and the other lazily and very distractingly wonderful to look at over his muscled abs. Grace bit her lip as she imagined how those beautiful hands had pleased her in the right places.Last night, after the ritual, James brought her here to his own suite. At the time, he’d told himself it was for her safety because he'd promised to take care of her. He had made a promise to find her father’s killer, and by the gods, that’s what he would do.But no matter how he attempted to twist his reasoning, he knew it wasn’t just a sheer need to protect Louie’s daughter that led him to tenderly nestle her in his arms or to awaken well before sunset just so he could study her pale, poli
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 4- Going Home
Grace Lim, where the hell are you?Answer the bloody phone, Grace!The report needs revision. Asap!Three messages were waiting for her when she checked her phone on the way out of the hotel suite of the billionaire James Grayson. What the hell happened back there was beyond embarrassing and insane. It would be amazing if she could remember what happened.After all, he had had a hold on her since the first time she held her gaze at the beautiful man. He sucked her in with his elegant stylist's good looks and little-handsome grin. That gorgeous grin, all crooked and dimpled and full of the otherworldly promise of earth-shattering sex.Grace mentally shook her head. She was just happy that the billionaire had left her alone as she enjoyed a lovely, luxurious bath and when she was through. Grayson was nowhere to be found, so she grabbed her dress and dashed out the door. Yes, she was being cowardly, but what else could a woman like her do but flee?However, her phone had been pinging th
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 5-At the party
Grace halted in her tracks, a jolt of panic spiraling through her. She was not afraid of her boss, at least not in the physical sense. She knew he would never lay a hand on her or fly into a manic rage. But she was afraid of his ability to sweet-talk her. The old man surely knew how to guilt-talk her. He was so good at it. All he had to do was call her the best secretary on earth and flash that adorable grandfather sort of smile, and she was a goner.Anger, dread, and annoyance warred for her attention as she reread his messages. He was bluffing. He would not fire her. He wouldn’t come over to her little apartment uninvited, would he? "Fuck it," she thought.With shaky fingers, she pulled up Honey’s number. Two rings later, and her best friend’s reassuring voice echoes on the line. "Hey, what’s up? You okay?"Grace could hear soft chatter in the background. A female voice says goodbye—Honey’s mother. That means that she and her boyfriend, Gerald, have already left for their weekend i
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 6- What happened?
Honey and Gerald were not going to the Bahamas, but to the so-called popular elite party that Gerald had been raving about for months, and now that they had been personally invited by one of his business partners, he had decided to invite his girlfriend. He smirked as he watched as the host of the party glided down the stairs to his girlfriend, tied up-half naked and drugged up with the red substance the rich and powerful had been talking about, and yes, he did feel like he was on cloud nine. This "red happy pill" was a new product on the market. One of the masked females dressed beside him in an unusual vampire costume licked his ears and murmured sweet nothing. Gerald moaned as he forgot about Honey with a small nibble from the alluring woman he was a goner. "Take me, darling. I want to taste you." The woman smirked and motioned him to follow.James Grayson, however, furrowed his forehead. He had never met this woman before, but her scent was familiar, like a blossom of lilac and va
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 7- Are you mental?
With a blur of motion, James was moving to kneel at Grace’s side, studying her delicately carved features. The slender nose, the full lips that were the colour of summer roses. Her pale, creamy skin sharply contrasted with the golden curls of her hair that spilt across the stone floor in a river of silk. Just like the first time he’d seen her in the pub the other night, the sight of her beautiful curls and beautiful-addictive scent lured him in. It wasn’t just her beauty. A vampire can see and feel better than any other creature. He understood the outer shell was meaningless; it was his soul that was pure and innocent. It was her inner essence that reached out to touch the monster within him. James grimaced, squashing his renegade blast of awareness. This hybrid female vampire was destined to become the mate of a powerful pureblood vampire. And he was the last pure-bred of his kind. Hybrid vampires were extremely rare, especially those of human lineage. Grace was a mistake. Her m
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 8- Altered future
"How did I even do that? I can't remember anything." Grace murmured and started pacing again and halted when she saw something in the room. It was a flowing luminous thread. She grabbed onto the threads and pulled them backwards," she added in absent tones. "What on earth is this?"James raised his brows. The woman was indeed shocked, she was seeing things."The... what?" He asked."This thread, it's freaky, it's floating in the air…" She fondled it and marvelled at its esoteric properties."Oh, I'm not seeing anything, but I guess you are seeing the thread of time.""Ah what?"He sighed... This was not what he anticipated. He didn't want to teach her again. Back to square one."You pulled us backwards in time by using the thread of Kali." James tried to wrap his brain around the mere thought.He’d never heard of anyone capable of moving through time. Perhaps a spell. Maybe, Kali? the goddesses of time, doomsday, and death, as well as the black goddess? Impossible.Gods and goddesses
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