~Nothing Is Harder On A Soul Than The Smell Of Dreams While They Are Evaporating.~In her desperation, Esmeray looked at Amber. "Save me." Swallowing her pride the broken plea tumbled out of her lips.Amber gave Esmeray an uncertain look as if she wasn't sure how to react. The girl had a bruise forming on her cheek, there was a deep cut on her lower lip that was still bleeding, it was hard not to notice the streaks of drying blood that started from her upper lips and extended to her left cheek, a telltale of a nasty nosebleed. Even with a crown made of the finest gold on her head, the powerless trembling girl looked a world apart from the fierce woman the Vampire King had claimed as his bride and Queen on the altar. "What are you up to Almira?" Amber's voice was visibly startled when her flame-like gaze collided with the Vampire King who was on his knees. The side of his neck was bleeding while he held a sword at his own throat. 'Was the Vampire under an enchantment?' Ignoring the
'The King of Darkness or a King hiding in the dark?'For years the King of Vampires, Vladimir had been hiding. . . Hiding from the ones he had betrayed for his bride~ Living in the darkness, speaking the language of silence. . . 17 years ago the King of Vampires, Vladimir was lured into a trap set by an Oracle who gave him hope of finding something he had long given up on. . . His Fated Bride~The girl was yet to be born and Vladimir was aware that no parents in their right mind will give their daughter to a vicious Millennium old Vampire King. So in the heat of the moment, Vladimir didn't think twice before trading with the Oracle to hand his bride to him in secret without letting her parents know.But the Vampire King never expected the witch to deceive him and abduct his bride using Vladimir as a pawn in her twisted game. . . Battling with his fury and madness the Vampire King had searched every dark forest where the Oracle could hide but he had come back empty-handed with not
'Destiny won’t be denied.'‘Knock’‘Knock’‘KNOCK! KNOCK!!’The little girl tucked in her bed squeezed her eyes shut at the sound.Her heart was pounding like a drum in her chest as her little body shook violently with each shaky breath.“Knock, Knock! KNOCK!!” The banging started getting aggressive in the quiet room.Taking a deep breath, summoning up all the courage in her body the twelve years old adorably chubby girl pushed the blanket away from her body. With small strides, she walked towards the window to gaze out. Darkness and silence were all she could see through the glass~The half-moon was shining brightly in the hazy sky yet even the moon's light wasn't enough to fade the blanket of darkness that covered the land.With trembling fingers, she held the handle but before she could open the window the knocking sound echoed in her room again making her freeze.It didn’t come from the window...The little girl swallowed hard. . .Turning around she faced the wall-
'The King Of Darkness Or A King Hiding In The Dark.'Vladimir was the most cunning, vicious, and oldest Vampire to ever roam the earth. The lethal killing machine~ That's what they called him. But Vladimir was just a coward who had been running from those he had betrayed for his Bride.His conscience constantly told him that he needed to look, search for the hidden and unspoken. That was what his bride was. Hidden and Unspoken. . . Hell! Even her parents were not aware of her existence and Vladimir was the only one to be blamed for that. . .The King of Vampires stared at the burning timber in the fireplace as a gust of breath left his lips.There was a time when his soul had burnt like the woods. A time when he had searched the deadly wastelands, a place that can even kill an immortal like him but he hadn’t cared. Like a man possessed he had roamed those land to search for a girl who was his destiny.Like a madman possessed by darkness, he had fought with to
'The King Of Darkness Or A King Hiding In The Dark.'Vladimir was the most cunning, vicious, and oldest Vampire to ever roam the earth. The lethal killing machine~ That's what they called him. But Vladimir was just a coward who had been running from those he had betrayed for his Bride.His conscience constantly told him that he needed to look, search for the hidden and unspoken. That was what his bride was. Hidden and Unspoken. . . Hell! Even her parents were not aware of her existence and Vladimir was the only one to be blamed for that. . .The King of Vampires stared at the burning timber in the fireplace as a gust of breath left his lips.There was a time when his soul had burnt like the woods. A time when he had searched the deadly wastelands, a place that can even kill an immortal like him but he hadn’t cared. Like a man possessed he had roamed those land to search for a girl who was his destiny.Like a madman possessed by darkness, he had fought with to
Esmeray couldn't hold any grudge against Maeve, no matter how much she wanted to because of the taunts and insults Maeve had thrown her way over the past years.At some point, we all just want someone we can blame our miseries on. But Esmeray had passed that phase. She had accepted that we all have to be toughened by fate by facing everything we are afraid of. But it seemed like Maeve was still stuck in that phase.In Esmeray's life, everything she had been afraid of had happened. There was nothing she held dear or nothing she cared for enough to be fearful of losing. It had been five years since she had been living among these Lost Souls and now it felt like she had become one too. The only difference was that she still has a beating heart.Maeve's family was sacrificed like a lamb for people they didn’t even know. Maeve's home broke for the people who were related to Esmeray by blood.Earlier Maeve had asked what Esmeray would have done if she was in Maeve's place. . . If Esmeray wa
Vladimir sat on the throne as he gazed at the females that had gathered in the ballroom for a chance to dance with the King. The white walls of the Royal ballroom with green and golden detailing were decorated with black roses, resembling the darkness that resided within Vladimir's soul. Enormous crystal chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling that illuminated the remarkable yet vague piece of architecture.Only selective Vampires were invited to the Royal Ball and among them were the deadliest Vampire warriors, a bunch of political pussies, and a large number of females who thought that they had a shot at being the Vampire Queen.Closing his eyes for a moment Vladimir sighed deeply. . .Vladimir's instinct was awfully quiet today. It wasn't nagging him like it used to do. Even the air wasn't awfully depressing today. Which made Vladimir worry. Vladimir was the first person who was scared because he felt at ease.He felt as if the air was whispering a secret that he couldn't catch
Esmeray scanned her surroundings in fascination as she followed the servant who was going to help her in fixing her dress problem. The castle seemed to be built by someone who loved perfection, elegance and authenticity. The one who had designed it must be proud of what he had created. The walls were strong as was the structure. It could give shelter to the ones residing in it for millennia to the come.The walls of the corridor seemed even yet when Esmeray looked keenly she noticed stones, stones of various sizes and shapes, each one unique in its own way.The proud stones represented themselves as the protector of the ancient immortals residing between its walls.The floor was carpeted, it was hard to hear any footsteps because of the maroon padded carpet. Countless tiny glass chandlers were hanging from the ceiling of the corridors that were emitting dim light. The dimly lit corridors gave a little creepy feel but guess it was the Vampire Castle so dark and creepy was something