Right now I'm in Mecury's still shocked by the news. She's Mecury's niece? And it's him who has been hiding her from me all this time. That's why it took so long to find her. “ So all this time you've been hiding her from me. You thought I'd never find out? “ " I know you Tyrian. I know you better than anyone, “ he tells me. Yes it's true we've been friends since we were young. And it was always really weird because not only is he not part of my kingdom, but he's not a wolf either. Neither is he human, he's a vampire. Or rather a vampire king full of mischief. We met in one of many meetings where my father took me. He might look young, but he's a older than me. When I took the the title, he had already been reigning for years now. And he's the only one who seemed to understand me better than the rest. Even though he's a vampire, he doesn't make want to tear his head off everytime I look at him. Well not until today.“ So you haven't tried your chances with her already?" I question
The day was already darkening when I entered house. It's barely an amusing experience anymore. Coming home used to be so exciting, untill I found out how blind I was.It was all perfect before. I never lacked anything in my life and I was the little beauty princess for my parents. I never knew what it meant to sleep on an empty stomach. I never knew the pain of not being able to afford anything you. How it feels like to work day and trying to make a living. The long endless shifts, where people are telling you what to do and not the other way around. I was so gullible and naive then. I didn't know the consequences of not being educated as women and practically not having a brain at all.My family was the wealthiest in town. Yes, was.We owned a very big mansion and all kinds of expensive cars. I could drive any car I wanted. I remember then I had my best friend. We were inseparable. He was like my best big brother. I talked to him about things and he talked to me. Soon he went to coll
When I got in the house Marc was not home. God only knows who's hole he's shoving his d*ck in right now.Still it is way better when he's not home. I go upstairs to my bedroom, and just threw my purse on the bed. Kicking off my heels, my feet are killing me.I go to take a hot shower. I needed it after such a long day. The hotel is always busy with people on vacations, business trips and some running away from their wives/husbands. At least unlike Marc they have the audacity to hide their dirty deeds.After the shower I didn't even bother to eat. I had already eaten something at work and now just needed a serious rest. I felt extremely exhausted and even felt like throwing up at some instances.Maybe it's because Marc's cologne is all over my bed. And those resent girls he has been diligent to bring home.I curled myself inside the blankets and shut my eyes. Forcing myself to sleep because I didn't want to think about how broken my life is.I couldn't though. It seems impossible. No m
Warning: Disturbing content maybe disturbing to some viewers. I got the sense I had landed in the hospital. Still I couldn't vividly remember how I got here. I was wondering what happened that made me wake up in this place when the doctor announces very shocking news to me. That I'm pregnant. It's impossible. Marc is infertile and I thought he couldn't possibly make anyone pregnant.But it's been three weeks now pregnant. It makes sense since I tried to satisfy my husband three weeks ago only to be told I'm the worst experience since his 'new b*tches'. It still burns. Sometimes I wonder why do I even try.Now that I'm carrying his baby it's even worse. I don't think I want my kids to be fathered by a monster like him.It was just a hard pill to swallow.The pregnancy now explained the mood swings and angry stomach. The tiredness and morning sicknesses. And to think that was all just stress.At some point, I do wish it isn't true. I even feel like losing the baby, but I can't. My cons
I was discharged from the hospital and I was still not yet fully recovered . I didn't even know I'd I ever recover. Not only I've lost my child but my chance of being a mother one day.This made me feel like killing him. And not just killing but be the one that holds the fork burning him in hell. After all the hell he's put me through, this was the worst.And it was time I decided it was the last. I couldn't leave like this anymore, I need help. I'd rather sleep on the streets than sit for this.I arrived home it was quite. I got the preview from the neighbors of what had happened. Marc is under lock and key. Lucky enough one of the neighbors heard me when I was crying and called for help.Not that I'm excited that he's in jail. He's going to get a bed, clothes and food to eat. That's like an early retirement for him. He's worth of a lot more than bars. Even hell is not good enough for him.That week I spent oscillate with Marc's case. I was still not feeling well but I had to get rid
WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT Finally concurred for all that I'm still frantic.Still in two minds of what to look forward to. Though the alcohol in me guarantees all will be well.The girls landed me one of their lingerie sets and cuffed me up on the bed. They put a blind fold over my eyes. I guess this is what Kellie meant when she said you can't see them.A part of me hoped I get someone who knows what their doing.I may be drunk but I'm still alive.It would be way better if I get the best experience of my life just to at least lift my spirits. Even though I might not even remember the next morning."I'll be sure not to disappoint you," one of the girls which I recognize as Susan says."We're leaving. Someone will be here in a few minutes," Brooke says." I'm ready for whatever you have for me," *I guess* I chuckle nervously." That's the spirit." They both leave, I hear the door shut. The quietness brings a bit of panic. Rethinking my choices in the darkness. Still I feel like it. I do
My hands no longer cuffed. He managed to uncork the cuffs and I don't even know how. Honestly I don't even care.My blindfold is still yet uncovered, I suppose I like the idea of letting my mind run wild.To think of all the endless possibilities.Face down, ass up on the bed his body grind against me. His c*ck smarting deep into my wet hole. He moves like a man that never gets tired. Instead he becomes stronger making my joints weaker.Moans muffled between the mattress beneath me. His other hand piloting my hips while his other locked my arms over my back.His groaning feeling deep like growls. I could feel his vibration all over me.Everything fades leaving only me and him. My scr*ams as he moves faster and faster, curling my toes up in the sheer covers.He roars over my body, we both climax. Falling on top of each other the mattress that carried our fluids. His sweat mixing with mine. Doped with our own fumes. Both fighting for breath, our hearts racing.I lie back in the bed stil
Finally my brain let me hit the sack. Waking up in the morning my body is still a little bit tired. I check the time and it's still seven a.m. in the morning. The sun is already shining from the window eliminating whatever it could touch.Tossing the blankets aside, I go downstairs to the kitchen. Finding myself a few left over pizza slices. When I'm finished eating I go back upstairs again.I remove my clothes tossing them on the bed before seeing the shower. I let the water run over my body. The sound of the dribbling drops over my body so relaxing.Closing my eyes, for some reason my mind keeps playing the events of the night in the club. It's so uncomfortable and some what satisfying.It makes me want to touch myself but I refuse to. I refuse to pleasure myself to a man I don't even know. The more I refuse the more I want. I feel like he's still touching me. The movement of the water setting the mood.I feel like I'm punishing myself by resisting the urge.I finally give in, that