WIllow’s POV
A few weeks later…
Misery. Absolute misery. Nothing but misery and pain down here in this cell with no one to speak to but the occasional rat that will scurry by me, searching for any bits of food I’ve left because I felt too sick to eat the disaster they give me on a plate.
All my life is at this point is an endless loop-hole; everything goes spiraling downhill, then the next I’m too in love or happy to even see the consequences that there are to come with having emotion like that. Then, everything just repeats and repeats, but in a worse manner every single time.
I should’ve known when Maddox brought the kids in after I found him sleeping next to me that morning that shit was going to hit the fan because Maddox had a plan; Maddox always has a plan and I should know that.
Willow’s POVI’m sitting on the edge of this infamous bathtub, impatiently waiting for the water to reach the desired point as I also anticipate the results of all four tests lined up on the counter.I’ve decided that if the tests are negative, I’m going down in this water with the help of whatever potion shit Maddox keeps here in this medicine cabinet and some of my old razors which I’ve already begun to pry apart.Before preparing for all this, I made sure that no one was in the other room by continuously calling out for help. I know someone would’ve responded- especially Maddox if he were here. Knowing him he would likely just tell me to do what I was told then threaten to inflict some sort of cruel punishment on me.Fuck. That scar in my bac
Hey guys!This is the second last chapter of this book so I’ve decided that when it ends, you can vote whether or not there should be a second book in the reviews. Also, I’ve included some backstory to Maddox’s family with the new doctor that has been added recently and will be in the next book if there is one. Anyways, enjoy! Maddox’s POV “What?” Williamson shoots his head up after fluffing a pillow underneath the arm she’s receiving blood from. He sighs and storms over to me, snatching all four tests out of my hand. He may be half my height and weight, but this man is the last person I will ever argue against; he’s scarier than my father most times. I see the negative one first, giving me this strange, ‘are-you-stupid?’ Look before I motion for him to look further, then he sees the other three which are all positive.
Willow’s POV“Where are we going?” I finally ask after letting Maddox carry me like some broken object down the hall, not even the least bit bothered when a guard or a maid passes by, shock quite evident on their faces when they lay eyes on the whole situation going on here.He doesn’t answer my question, though, and just continues to hold me against him so I don’t try to flee.I let my head flop back in exhaustion from barely getting a damn word out of this man. “Just let me down for God's sake!” I push on his broad chest, and he finally lets me down on the ground. I straighten myself out, shaking my head in disbelief, and I begin walking away from him, back towards the bedroom. “I walk you know. And I can also stay very cozy in that bed alone, so I’m going back and you can do what
Willow’s POV After a long summer of gardening, taking care of the pantry in my backyard and writing my alternate universes, it’s finally that time of year again: harvest. Now I’m by no means a farmer, but I do live off the land, as I have been for the past 3 years. Being here all alone in this acreage with no one but my 3 cats Dottie, Izzy and Lucy and two dogs Charlie and Maya is definitely not easy, but the six of us make it work. They kill the mice, rats, insects and scare off the coyotes, then I’ll give them food, shelter and all the love any pet could hope for. With harvest time also means a “holiday” for me as well. During late August and September I’m only focused on harvesting and preserving as much food as I can for the winter. If need be, I could always hit the small supermarket in Cloudry and shop for the bare necessi
Maddox's POV Her hands clamp tightly around my biceps as I sink my teeth deeply into her neck, drinking out her tasteful blood bit by bit. Soon, though, I can feel her body go limp over mine, so I detach from her and sweep her up into my strong arms. I lick the last droplets of blood from my mouth before sharing a glance with Samuel. "I think we'll keep her," I tell him as I admire Willows ring-curled hair, the dark brown becoming shiny against the sunlight. I've never seen a woman as beautiful as her and I have seen many women in my life, all of good looks. Samuel nods. "Well we had better get going. That spell Cassandra casted won't last much longer, and if we don't go now, we could be a pair of burnt vampires." Ah, Cassandra. One of the only skilled witches from miles on end. We were lucky when we came across her years ago when she lost her family to a pack of wolves. Out of a human family and skilled like
Willow's POVIn what only feels like minutes, I awake from my slumber on this oh-so-comfy bed, immediatley sitting up out of fear of the different sheets beneath me and the blankets atop me. For a moment, I think that I've been captured in mysleep, but I realize right away that I was actuallycaptured in the broad daylight by some vampires.I can't believe I'm actually referring to a real life vampire...What the fuck...With a heavy sigh, I turn over underneath the blankets, coming face-to-face with Maddox who's shirtless now. He's not as pale or greyish as your usual vampire; his hair a light brown, complementing the light tan he has against his olive-ton complexion. But that's not the only thing I notice... It looks as though Satan has chiseled his body like some super greek god, or maybe just a general, hot vampire."Liking the view?"My heart skips a couple beats a
Continuing in Willow's POVFrom the looks of it, the 'King' (this is how all the servants are speaking to him and such) does not seem to have a designated partner; he has many, it seems. The women that were just surrounding him as we entered the dining hall are now dancing sexily to the intrument music others play with sly grins on their faces.It becomes quite tempting for me to ask Maddox about his mother, but I never dare. He could rip me apart if he wanted to."You enjoy steak, Dear?" King Emrik questions as servants come rushing out of the kitchen with steaming plates in their hands. They set two cooked ones in front of Maddox and I, but Liam, Samual and him receive completely raw ones.What in the hells name is going on? Since when did vampires eat and when did they eat cooked meat? This is so fucking weird.Without another strange thought in mind, I pick up my utensils and carve into the steak, cutting out a juic
Maddox's POVWillow never really knew what I was going to do with her... What she would endure in her time here. No doubt had my princess thought she was going to live the rest of her long life here with me and not have me drink her to death her first night here. She tastes divine, but there is so much more I need from her.She has no idea how much I crave her, and in so so many ways.Luckily, though, today is the day I can finally keep her as mine once and for all after those long grueling months of watching and admiring her from afar. To taste her lips is all I can think about.I flip the covers off of my well-rested body and get out of bed. Peering outside the window over my bed, I see it's late morning now.You may think that vampires live only during night, but here in Nitraville, it is only ever darkness. Because I am a hybrid, I can sleep whenever I please, but with consequences. If I were to