So many questions crossed my mind but I ignored them and walked down the stairs, it had countless stairs that it started to feel like it was an underground house. Finally I stopped at a door, it was made out of metal but the metal was Rusty and old, so old that it could be broken open if someone like me even pushed it open, but something was off, the door was unlocked, I opened the door and walked in, only to find a luxurious spacious room. "Can you at least knock before entering someone's house, am trying to sleep, Mira." Heavens who's that.
I felt like my soul was just about to leave my body from freight, looking around now no one was present in this room so where did that voice just come from. "Who said that?" I asked.
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The next minute, when I opened my eyes, I found myself still lying on the bed, unable to move and I could hear the whispers of the doctor and Blake once again. Was I dreaming? Am sure they had left a while ago. Wait, what did I dream about again? Oh, my head hurts just from thinking about it. Am sure I remembered hearing the voice of someone, but just who it was. Was it really just a dream? “You know what, I’m going home, just don’t call me once it’s too late.” I heard the doctor warn Blake,, his heavy footsteps gradually fade and soon, the sound of another person tagging along hurriedly also fades. Blake must have gone after him to reason with him. I look up and take a very deep breath, only to feel a sharp pain in my stomach just before I could let it all out. “Gah.” I cried as I held tightly to the bed. It’s all it’s
Hold on, now that I think about it, there were no ear piercings, and now that I noticed I think I've seen her somewhere, I blink thrice when I notice the familiar face staring at me with his head tilted. "Well it seems you've caught on now Mira." I suddenly realise who this is, it's impossible, is that Malicay, was this his real face? How could he look so much like a female? Malicay reached for the lower part of his gown and used it to clean off the makeup from his face, revealing a beautiful face, it was not even that different from the makeup from his face, the makeup was rather light, so there wasn't anything that changed much. I thought it was a dream but unfortunately it wasn't, my memories from that day came flooding in. If I remember clearly he promised that someone would show up soon, was that someone, him in disguise. He looks so different from what I had imagined it's like, no hold o
"I'll tell you." Jake said, "Well a child of calamity is in who is capable of causing harm and bringing great destruction upon both the humans and vampire, he is a living weapon, whose only purpose is to cause a war, these type of Vampires are called moon children, they live only in the shadows, and unlike other Vampires, they cannot come in contact with the sun otherwise great calamity would befall, but how long can one stay hidden in the shadow." I look at them trying to make sense of what they are saying but honestly, "you're saying this child in my womb is a threat to both races, but it hasn't really done anything yet." I tell them. "Exact, and I plan on subduing him once he's born. That's the reason I put the cur
To think they were brothers, they had zero resemblance, from looks to body stature, and even height, it was almost as if Malicay was the off sheep among the brothers, compared to them he had zero builds and was skinny, he was also pretty, I guess he looked more like their mum compared to the rest of them. I tried scanning for a single trait but there was none to match them. Compared to my dream, Malicay had blue eyes. It was difficult to believe that he was a vampire with such qualities. "Can you please stop staring at me like that, I could feel the intensity of your stares from here." Malicay's ear turned red as he was flooded with embarrassment. I should be the one who should be having that look right now. I quickly looked away, also embarrassed. The brothers couldn't help but laugh, not minding how emb
I can’t find Martha anywhere near Richard, I begin to worry as I wonder what happened to her, wasn’t she supposed to return with Richard, weren’t they supposed to return together. Without answering Richard’s question, I immediately asked mine, “where’s Martha?” As if disappointed he stares at me blankly for at least thirty seconds before answering. “I asked you a question first, Mira, your husband came home and you didn’t even care about me, and rather asked about some stranger who might not even feel the same about you.” He gasped and stepped back, but soon the disappointed look on his face changed in an instant. “Martha ould return tomorrow, she’s been tasked to an important mission and would only return after she has completed her task tomorrow. Don’t worry, I made a promise not to hu
Apparently I've been locked up in my room for almost three weeks now. All I do is wait for my breakfast, lunch and dinner to be served to me. Apart from the maid, no one was allowed to come into my room. Am growing bigger and rounder with each passing day, Richard would visit me late in the night to check on me, when I asked him why things are turning out this way he would call it a natural rapid development, then he would stay with me till I had fallen asleep. Regardless of this, I am feeling rather cooped up and each day is feeling like nothing new. In short, I am slowly falling into depression. I have come up with tons of activities that would keep me away from falling into further depression. Like taking up new hobbies, like drawing, cosplaying, reading books, and more books, I even decided to learn embroid
Hah. I never imagined that talking to someone could feel this refreshing. I feel energetic and pumped to start my day, although I am a bit upset. Richard left without uttering a word last night, he didn't even return to check on me which is unlike him. I slowly approached the door, and grabbed the handle, twisting it open and yet, another failed. It's always locked. After I moved away from the door I glanced at the wall clock. It's almost time for breakfast to be served, she should be coming in any minute now. It may seem unreasonable but I've given up on escaping, I can't outrun them, plus I'm pregnant, and there's my smell, Richard seems to have a nose for that one, so until this baby is born I can do nothing. "Your majesty, I’m coming.... what?! But I.... Oh okay." I stood up from the couch and walked towards the door, what was she talkin
Richard stood by the door as he helped me carry my bag, which was filled with all the necessary things I would need since it was going to be a long trip. "You look tired." Behind him were the rest of the family, who gave me quite a stare. They were fond of ruining all my opportunities to have fun but not this time. "Do I? I don't think so." I quickly deny. "So there's no need to cancel our trip." Truth be told, I didn't get even a wink of sleep last night as I was too anxious, but I feel pumped about this trio,especially when he said it was going to be a two days journey, we were going to visit London this time, and that was all it took to make my day. When I told Mal about our plans, he at first was against the idea, but his opinion changed in not less than a minute. I can't wait to step out from this place.