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
Willow's POVThis all feels like some type of nightmare, like a nightmare where my sleep demon refuses to let me wake up no matter how many times I try to pinch myself away or go to sleep, hoping that I'll wake up back in my home again.As a girl, I would have never thought that I would have my first kiss stolen by a vampire. A freakin' vampire. AND have it happen on our wedding day! Only a week ago I was finishing up my last book to a trilogy about a relationship between an immortal and mortal, now it's become a dreadful reality.Now, I sit here on a bench over-looking a wide flowing river that's colour is so blue it's nearly black. All I want to do is step into it- heavy wedding dress and all- and let the current take me to my death.Currently, there is a celebration going on inside the building that I'm only a few feet away from right now. I had went in for a short while, trying to blend in and please Maddox
MAJOR T.W- SUICIDAL THOUGHTS Continuing in Willow's POV "I think the bastard poisoned her with that horrible spell he used to try and take her. Wouldn't be surprised if the fucker had no clue what the consequences of his doings would be." "You are right, my King. It does seem that Princess Willow has been poisoned with Death-Bending magic. Luckily, though his was quite weakly used and will be easly undone with a quick spell... Are you familiar with the "brisk heal" spell?" "Yes, of course. Is that what she requires, Doctor?" "Promptly, my King." "Thank you doctor Kesme. You are dismissed to your other duties." Then I can hear a door shut and I force myself to open my eyes so I can see the world around me.I groan loudly as all the pain in my body catches up to me again and I'm left laying there nearly paralyzed everything hurts so much. Tears begin sting
Maddox's POV "Are you almost done?" I call out to Willow as I tap my fingers against the granite countertop boredly. Why do women take so long in the shower all the time? I swear its like a waiting game. But she never answers my question, leaving me standing there itching to turn around and see if I can get a reply from her. I won't though, I told her I'd respect her privacy. I sigh, crossing my arms against my chest tiredly. "Willow! Are you almost done?" Then thats when I realize I can't hear her breathing anymore or the quiet splashes in the tub she was making almost moments ago now. So I turn around, seeing her no longer peaking out of the water; her hair now floating at the top while the rest of her body is submerged in the bubbles and water. I don't even have to think twice, because next thing I know I'm at the side of the tub reaching my hands into the water to grasp her arms and pull her out. Wh