*AUTHOR'S POV*Samantha casts one more look at the girl in her arms, and sizzling anger is dominating her whole body one more time. Her body shivers from those overwhelming emotions. If it was not against her oath, she might have gone long ago and slaughtered those filthy pigs."I'm sorry, girl. I can only avenge you that much. Hope it will appease you a little." She sighs. "I'm swamped tonight, but I really can't leave you here alone. It's not safe for you to be alone. I have to take you to the hospital."Samantha is about to teleport when her sharp senses grasp several dark auras nearby. Not only does she manage to catch their aura, she can also feel their need for blood. She might have been standing a half kilometer away from those pigs, but she could still hear the rustling sounds that are unintentionally made from a distance.They are after those pigs.She turns to the direction where she came from and sneers satisfactorily, "See that, girl? Your God is punishing them. I can't ki
Vampires look at each other, and confirm Samantha's identity among themselves through mental conversation."Don't waste your time asking who I am." Samantha interrupted them. "I'll introduce myself. Yes, I'm Samantha, a.k.a RED. And also known as the Demon vampire feeding the blood of her OWN kind.""It's really her!", exclaims the short-haired female vampire. "Jeez, what bad luck. We actually ran into her.", says one among the male vampires. "What are we gonna do now?""What are you afraid of? There are five of us here, and she's alone." The second man says arrogantly. "Hey bitch, if you don't want to die tonight, get lost."Samantha smirks eerily. "Can I take that as a no?""You're insane.""What a waste of my time." Samantha shakes her head and suddenly, her eyes glint bloody red. "Greedy people must die.""Go away!""Nope. I still have yet to have my meal."In a split second, Samantha disappears and reappears in the middle of them, clutching two male vampires by their necks with
When Morgan returns to the ward after talking to Mario's attending doctor, Mr and Mrs Heirden surround Morgan for a heart to heart talk.Morgan lifts a brow at them when what they is just watching him without saying a single thing from the moment they sit. He couldn't help but sigh. He understands that his parents are worried about him. Morgan takes an inaudible deep breath and pulls a smile. "Ma, Pa, I'm really fine. There's nothing to worry about. I told you, I like her."Mrs Heirden holds his hand and confines it between hers. She looks at his eyes apologetically, which stings Morgan's heart. He knows that his mother feels bad for asking him to accept the marriage for the sake of Mario."Morgan, you suffered a lot." She says, her voice is shaking. Obviously, she is holding back her tears since he doesn't want them to always cry. "As your mother, I owe you a lot."Mr Heirden breathes out audibly. "Stop that, Matilda. If we talk about who owes who, it was me. As a father, I just alw
"Y-you, why are you here?", asks Morgan. A moment ago, he was terrified. But now, he is inexplicably infuriated. He had just realized that it was no use talking sense with this woman. His friendly and kind countenance turns dissatisfied. "Leave.""Morgan, do you know her?" Mrs Heirden asks, confused as she and her husband eye her from head to toe. Samanatha is perfect in their eyes, actually. But they wonder who she is and why she is acting so domineering in front of them, especially to Morgan."No Ma." Morgan pulled his mother and father behind him, trying to hide them from Samantha's venomous gaze. "Whoever you are, I'm begging you, please leave. You're not invited here."Samantha pouts her lips and acts sad. No. The sadness on her face was not an act at all. For some reason, she herself can't explain why, but a part in her heart feels the pain seeing how Morgan dislikes her. Samantha mocks herself in mind. 'Hey, hey, Samantha. Wait. You're a vampire. Do you think you have a heart?
Samantha acts like a broken, desperate, and scandalous wife who catches her beloved husband cheating on her with someone else. She shamelessly drags him into the hallway until they reach the car that is parked outside.Their scandal attracts the attention of all the people nearby. However, people just can't interfere with them thinking that it is a couple's issue and must be solve by them alone. People only watch them as they whisper at each other, criticising Morgan.Samantha doesn't care whatever absurd guesses twirling in everyone's head. All she wants at the moment is to stuff Morgan inside the car and take him somewhere. She is as if can't wait to have him all by herself.She hissed."Release me, witch. I can walk by myself." Morgan shakes her off but in vain. He can't stand people looking at him as if he is a jerk. Although he can't hear people's conversations, he is certain that they are talking about him. The disdain on their faces as they look at him spills whatever ridiculo
After several hours of searching, the police got no results. They give up the search operation and look for Dr Sebastian in the hospital. Dr Sebastian is waiting outside Mario's ward together with Ashley, Dovan, and Morgan's parents. Ashely is sitting silently on the 4-seater chair, besides Morgan's parents who have been supporting each other. Ashley is anxious but tries her best to stay calm. She looks sophisticated in her casual wedding dress, but now, for whom is that dress for? Morgan can't see it. Dovan is lazily leaning against the wall. He is neither worried nor happy. He stands on the other side of Ashley, like a tall pillar. Dr Sebastian is pacing back and forth as he keeps on pressing his temples with one hand and braces his other hand on his hip. He is acting as if he is Morgan's real father. He fidgets worse than Morgan's parents. He can't stay still. He can't calm down. His face had turned scarlet. He is becoming more and more different from his calm demeanour as a res
*MORGAN'S POV*'Bed? Complete the ritual? Is she talking about— No!'As soon as Samantha proposes the idea, I feel claws clutch my heart. I wrestle with my breathing, I can feel my blood boil inside me. This feeling is awful. I want to yell or the hatred will suffocate me. And before I can have a second thought about it, my mouth is already starting to talk dirty against her as my whole flesh trembles. "You're such a bitch, witch devil! I dare you lay a hand on me! I'll kill you! I swear. I'll kill you, MONSTER!"Samantha gave me a sideways peek. I can't read her through. There was nothing on her face, only that calm gorgeous mask behind her hideous form. I wonder whether my words have gotten on her nerves or what.She does nothing. She says nothing. She just watches me, perceiving every weep of my pathetic soul.Why can't she lose control and kill me?I want my freedom back. If death is the only way, then I'd be willing to submit to death.I panted. It's too exhausting to yell at som
*AUTHOR'S POV*The sun shines brightly in the sky. The temperature is piping, leaves show signs of withering, and the tiny substances on the soil glitter under the sunlight.At this kind of time, everyone should be working, studying, playing, or engaging in various activities. It is not the best time to sleep for a normal human.However, for someone like Samantha, the day is their best sleeping time. It will prevent her from too much exposure to the sun, which causes unhealthy skin. Somehow, she is conscious of her looks. She hates ragged skin.Samantha's room is moonish, though. Her curtains are thickset. Sunrays are unable to shine through.Samantha sleeps calmly. She has been sleeping for almost an hour, and she has not moved since the moment she laid down. She resembles Sleeping Beauty who needed true love to wake her up.On the contrary, Morgan is wide awake. He can't sleep, he can't move. He can't do anything. He is like a living snowman, frozen on the side. He wants to sleep bu