After reading the letter I was more confused. It did answer why the cooler said food... Its just what was in it. It did not look anything like food. I opened the cooler and saw the drinks. They were more like a a syrupy textured liquid. Inside the cooler were plastic bottles. They were the size of coffee cups; clear and filled with this bright red syrup. These bottles had lids on them so you could not smell what was inside. After reading this letter though, I had a feeling I knew what was in them. The thought scared me. I did not dare open them. I was sure this was a joke. Me a vampire? I knew I was missing my memory, and now knew my name... Asoka; but I kept thinking there's no way I am a vampire. They don't exist!
I decided not to open the container, but to instead take a look around. I walked outside first. I hoped this would tell me at least where I was, but sadly It was no more helpful than the letter. I looked up; it was night time. The moon in the middle of the sky with stars shining bright beside it. There was a forest surrounding the house on all sides except the front. The front of the house had a stream, which came from a waterfall. The waterfall fell from a fairly big hill. The forest seems to stretch all the way up the hill. I could see the colors of the trees in the dark, but for some reason it looked like it was day time. All the trees were as clear as day. I thought about this for a second, but shrugged it off, saying to myself It was just the moonlight. The trees were green, red, orange, and even some yellow. 'So it's autumn?' I wondered to myself. I guessed It had to be around midnight because of where the moon shined in the sky.
I went towards the stream thinking 'I need to see what I look like.' I crept slowly, afraid of what I might see. 'If I hated my life like the letter said, did I hate the way I looked too?' I slowly leaned over the stream to see my reflection on the water. I was shocked by what I saw. In my reflection was a tall woman, looking to be in what I thought to be in my mid twenties. The long flowing dark purple hair with dark blue tips that was down to the middle of my back; I was so confused about that. 'Was this my actual hair color?' I wondered to myself as I ran my fingers through it. It was soft like a flower petal, like a... rose petal, with a little bit of curl to it. I looked at my face in awe. I guess the person who left me here did my makeup. I had violet-red lips, a shade of dark pink cheeks, and 'My, wow my eyes!' My eyes sparkled like a star, but it was the color of the ocean. There was purple eye shadow with bold eyelashes; dark blue and not too long either. I had a pear shaped face, with vibrant cheeks, my features almost doll like. I looked at my skin color, a very pretty light brown. My skin color was of Carmel. I continued down my body. I was not skinny, nor was I heavy. I looked about 160 pounds; maybe 180 pounds max. I had thighs, a butt, and 'My God! My boobs!' They looked to be a size D, 'humm maybe double D?' I had a hot body! I had to close my eyes for a second and breathe. I don't understand how I could have hated my life when I looked this good... what was so bad?
I opened my eyes to finish looking at my appearance. I was wearing a tank top that cut off under my chest to show my stomach. It was purple with a design on it that looked like an anime. What anime I was not sure about. 'If I am wearing It I must have liked the show...' I looked down at my bottoms. I was wearing blue Jean shorts. Under the shorts were leggings or maybe stockings? I touched the black pants, feeling lightly to see what kind 'Definitely leggings.' I looked at my feet; I was wearing sneakers. Blue with purple lines going down the sides. At the front, a design of a purple flower. It looked like a bellflower. I looked at my hands; they had inch long nails with black polish."I guess my favorite colors are blue, purple, and black..." I said, staring at myself. I was sure of it, I was pretty. So then why? Why did I hate my life? Unsure of what to do, I went back inside. Time to look around the house. I walked back into the one bedroom, one-bathroom house. In the room was a bed with black sheets on it. The bed frame was made out of wood. The walls were a dark blue, kind of like the sky right before dusk. The floors where carpet; soft enough to lay on. The color of a flower field; different colors of pink, purple, red, orange, yellow, and green. In the room was also a wooden table that was an antique brown. There was the medium size cooler, a oil burning lamp, and a small window looking out toward the stream. The lamp was glass, and bright enough to light up the room, but not so bright you could see it outside. There was a small armoire. It had no door. In it were some assortment Of different colored and style of clothes, tennis shoes, and stuff that you need for daily hygiene.
'Next the bathroom!' I thought about trying to find something to help me figure out who I am, and where I am. Nothing so far was helpful so what chance was there that the bathroom would have anything? I opened the door and frowned. It was ancient! There was a bucket for a toilet, and a table with a giant bowl in it, full of water for a sink. 'There's no plumbing!!!' I was horrified. There was nothing else, not even a mirror. The walls were bright blue, not like the dark blue in the bedroom. This was like the morning sky right after the sunrise. The floor was cold it had tile with the color of grass. I felt like I was missing something. Was this a joke? Why out of all things would someone do designs like this? It made me feel like I was never going to see the sky in the daytime again. I shook my head, laughing at myself. What was I thinking? Vampires are not real! I closed my eyes to calm myself. As I breathed in and out I opened my eyes slowly. Something on the sink caught my attention. Another letter...
I hoped you would come in here. I feel I should let you know, I may have left you stuff for your hygiene, but you do not need them. It is merely a way to hide your scent, though you will not smell bad to humans, you need to hide your scent. You do not need to eat human food, but as a noble vampire you can if you desire. It will not hurt you, but you will get sick to your stomach. You probably haven't felt it yet, because you are nowhere near humans, but you must eat soon. Hope this helps! By the way, I forgot to tell you my name. I am Anthony.
'So that was all I got?!' I wondered why I was being played with like this, but at least now I knew the name of the person who left me here; Anthony...I am 24 years-old. I have been writing books since I was 13 years-old. I have wrote 6 books total, but lost 5 to a house fire, and did not have backups. I lost my want to write after losing my first 5 books. It has been 8 years since then. This is my first book I have published. I am a mother of 1 daughter, trying for a second child. I want to make a living as a author, but also become a daycare teacher. I have a cp in earily childcare. My passion is my child. I love and live for my family. They matter more then anything.I hope you liked my book. Please leave me comments if you think something is wrong or want something explained in the next book. Thank you for all your support.I want to give thanks to the people who helpped me realise my dream. You know who you are.Thank you all.
We laid in Anthony bed next to each other holding hands. I looked out his window. It was night time already...maybe early morning. “Asoka?” Anthony rolled onto his side to face me. I rolled over to face him, putting my hand in his soft, wavy hair. “Yes, my love?’ He grinned. “I have a question…” I looked at him. There was nothing he could say to ruin this day. I got everything I wished for. Whatever question he had… I could handle it. “Go ahead.” “Will you go somewhere with me in the morning?” I laughed, and a hint of discouragement danced across his face. “I’m n
I laid there with my eyes closed as all the memories flooded back. It was like seeing my life flash before my eyes. I did not need air anymore, but I felt the need to take a breath. It was a lot to take in. I had a life with Anthony. I was happy. I had friends. I was loved. What more could I have asked for? But I did ask for more… for a life with him. My want had made a dent in our relationship. I was barely around Anthony these past two years. All because I asked too much of him. Then when he grants my wish, after I promised nothing would change how I feel… I deny him. I turned away… all because he loved me enough to tell the truth.My cheeks burned, and my face was wet. Tears had streamed from the side of my eyes into my hair. I had a lot, and I took it for granted. I thought about what he had said to me. Did he really feel the life we had together was not worth c
I woke up in my bed, feeling, hearing, and seeing better than before. It was like everything was heightened. I could hear the elevator going up and down. I could see the little fly in my room, sitting on my dresser, I could feel the silk of my cover ten times better than before. I could feel every thread. Anthony was sitting on the edge of my bed with his head in his hands. I remember what he said… he killed my mother. I wonder if I could be with him after hearing that. Did I even still want to be with him? Was it worth it? To be with my mothers murder? He turned to me as I sat up.“Asoka!” He came to my side in an instant. I did not look up at him. I was still hurt by what he had told me.“I need you to drink my blood now okay?” He went to bite his wrist, but I grabbed his hand to stop him.“No…” it was a low whisper. My voice is barely Even there.&
I spent my next 11 years going to school. My only friends were Amara and Blake. I graduated at age 17, and decided I didn’t want to go to an all vampire college, which Anthony respected. I had a hard time in high school with grades 7-12th. Amara protected me in grades 1-6, but we had different classes in high school. Carter High was on the 26thfloor. I didn’t bother making new friends. I was kind of a lone wolf. I didn’t get made fun of, but I did get asked a lot if a vampire could taste my blood because I smelled so good. Of course I denied everyone, and I guess because they weren’t little kids, they left me alone.I spent the next 5 years after school helping Anthony with his work, running errands for him, giving him his meals, or cleaning the house. I felt like a servant at times, but at the end of each week he would reward m
The lunch went well, we barely talked. Esmerlda talked about how she was the queen's best friend, Amara let me order any desert I wanted on her, and Prince Anthony sat in silence. You could tell he did not want to be there. I ordered spaghetti with texas toast. Anthony got a supreme pizza tasting bottle of blood that had been mixed with garlic blood. I guessed it would make it taste like garlic pizza. I learned that you could mix blood to get new flavors, though I got the prince to tell me that the blood types had to be the same for this to work. Esmerlda got a bottle of blood that tastes like a fruit salad, then made a statement about how she was trying to watch her figure. Amara surprised me by her choice of blood. She may be 6, but had a refined palate. She ordered a mixture of blood that tasted like white truffle pizza. I had never had white truffle myself, but she