THIRD POV3 months laterThe crowd waited for their King and Queen as they murmured among themselves. The whole room filled with excited jeers and everyone was very eager to see their new queen. Whilst in the castle, Lara got busy bathing herself, her baby bump showing. She loved how Kyson would touch it when they kissed or when they were just lying down. It had become more noticeble. And her eating habbits had grown astray. Her family had grown accustomed to her weird preferences. She was now unable to carry heavy things or reach for things on the floor. When she needed a bath she had to use the tub always. Kyson would help her when he was not too busy. Lara was quite nervous to give birth to a baby however she was ready to do anything for Kyson and their family. She endured all the tiring lessons she had to learn on ettiqutte all these months. And her pregnancy didn't help in any of it. She already knew that the position she was going to be handed was not going to be an easy tas
It's been all my life since I have longed to have a simple life. I dream to spend my everyday not doing any kind of work, for example waking up at twelve in the afternoon, going to the kitchen to eat breakfast, after that move to the lounge to watch television, and then watch the maids do all the work. If you don't call this simple then what can it be. But it is different from how I am living. Reality is always disappointing. First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Lara Bloemfield and I am twenty-five years old. I work in town whilst living under my parent's roof. I like spending my time with my family. Sitting in our lounge or sometimes dining room. Playing games or sharing folktales not that I have any grandparents. I never got to meet them. I have lived here in Niapan with my filthy rich parents who pester me to work in their company. I go there after doing my part in the household chores. Sadly my wish is totally crushed as long as that hug is alive. I am rich, no my p
I approached the dining room hearing laughter around the table. I took my seat and laid my eyes at the three people who were once the medicine to my soul. Unfortunately they destroyed me quite easily. I felt bitter, angry and frustrated at the same time. How could they do this to me. When I didn't see my aunt, uncle and their child, I did not even bother to ask about their whereabouts. I faced the man seated at the head's chair and put on a serious face, not showing even a single emotion. "You sure look happy after ruining my life. Are you all happy? After taking him away from me, father is this really making you happy?" I asked as I looked in his eyes. It is probably his first time to be looked at with such glare by his own blood. Most of all he did not expect it from me. His obedient sweet pie who would do anything she was told without asking any questions. I felt betrayed by him, he had a surprised look. Not taking him in account I turned to my mother. I looked at her in the eye
It has been a month since I came to this wonderful island, I sleep, go for a walk, eat and continue the same routine. It is very peaceful here and all I could think of is to wander in the forest to see if there is anything that can inspire me to move on from Xavier. lt is funny I still visualize his face and sometimes get flash backs of us making out on our various dates. I miss him so much. I sometimes stare at my phone hoping for his call. It hurts so much yearning for something that is out of your reach. Or something that has slipped out of your hands. I want to forget. Settling on sight seeing in the forest, I decided to go early in the morning. I woke up as early as five-thirty. I put on some jeans and a blue t-shirt, white sneakers and then tied my hair in a pony tail before leaving after informing the inn's staff. I was walking down the road looking at the trees, watching the animals, stopping by tasting some fruits, washing my face after walking in the scorching heat. It was
It is one of those times when my eyes glow a fiery red with so much need, my throat burn like hell craving that rusty taste to gorge down this thirst. I stepped out a bit wandering around looking for prey. I hadn't drank even a drop of blood in weeks as I was involved in the office. This is the only time I took off after so long. While transversing in forest near the barrier, I sensed an addictive scent not too far away from the protection shield I placed to separate humans from reaching my land. When I arrived at the area, I spotted a deer grazing on some healthy grass. I moved towards it in a flash before grabbing it in my hands ready to quench my thirst. I sank my fangs into it's neck and drank the exquisite drink with some relish. When I was about to snap it's neck apart, I perceived a human presence nearby. I released the poor thing before running to the human. I watched intently as it walked and stopped twice looking my way. I immediately moved closer so that I could use my powe
LARAThe maids did a great job dressing me up. I looked on the mirror as I swayed around seeing how lovely I looked. I was wearing a long blue dress with white heels that were hidden from the curious eyes. My hair was loose. I did not put much makeup. Only my lips were shiny due to gloss. I am thankful to Ingrid, she surely did her best. She is really nice to me and it's like she will always be here for me unlike some kidnapper who has a fetish in giving cold shoulders to people around him. It has not been long, not even two days but she had done so much. Her brother on the other hand is .... I do not understand what's his problem. I am already hating him. Right now I am standing in front of the ball room waiting for Ingrid. I can't believe I am here in this very house not knowing which part of the world I am standing on. Or why I was even brought here. It is thirty minutes after when Ingrid arrived. She looked stunning as she walked with grace with a smile on her face. She took my
LARAIt has been a few weeks since I have been having weird dreams seeing Kyson's bloody lips and teeth (fangs) biting my neck. Gripping my shoulder as he drunk every drop of my blood. Seeing him with a sadistic smile as he licked the blood off his lips.But all in all, I am ejoying the meals that the chef is serving and I got to meet new people too. I ate a lot of variety dishes. They were delicious even though I spent it with Mr Vamps whom I am to confirm. I might be wrong after all I have not seen him in the wrong. Only his pale skin nothing else. Those dreams may be wrong or true.I have been avoiding him since the party and when we engage in a conversation, it is him asking and me replying to his questions facing on the floor afraid to meet his eyes.It's early Sunday in the morning and I sit in my room, thinking of ways to put my plan into action. Ingrid has been visiting as always, and Mr Vamps never stops showing me his stoic and cold side of his. He is the definition of cruelt
Back in my room, the food is served by Ingrid. Life is no better....you know why because I am constantly being followed everywhere I go. If I go to the toilet Ingrid is sent to follow. When I need to take a walk Ryson is sent to watch from afar. Gosh it is frustrating but I can't do anything about it. I have no right to complain because I brought this upon myself, if I had just kept still at least I would be free.Mr. Vamps is still keeping his distance. The reason being he is afraid to tear me up or he dreads to look at me. I heard from Ingrid that when he is angry he hides inside his room afraid to lose control. The room was forbbiden and no one was allowed inside it. She said I was the first one who entered it after it had been declared no entry. It's a pity that my luck was in fact a curse that took away my happiness. She also told me that he once went out of control and destroyed some part of this castle. He burnt down his own room with a flick of his finger. He went and attacked