บททั้งหมดของ In Love With The Coldblooded : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Bella's Chestnut coloured eyes faintly opened to a bedroom donned in White. Beautified by the sun rays piercing through the large windows at her left. Her eyes flowed to the white bed sheet and blanket. Although the medium sized bed was comfortable, it wasn't soothing enough to ease the faint pain blooming across several parts of her body. She wondered if she were in Heaven considering the pure whiteness of the room and every furniture. The last she remembered was returning home from the Public Library and being chased by a Blue Haired lady. Gasping for air and flaunting for help until Arthur saved the day. "What were your thinking?" Bella almost screeched from the tone that pierced through the chill air. Her eyes widened and relatively lessened when she saw Arthur positioned by the door side. She immediately began to wonder where she was. If this was his house or somewhere else."You almost died last night!." Growled Arthur. Whose voice contained both anger and worry. She watched uni

"How about we go for a walk?" Bella glanced curiously at Vincent as those words toured out his mouth. Her body stiffened and her mind grew weary of his courteous smile. She found it bizarre that Arthur, someone so jerky and monstrous has a friend. Regardless, she wasn't ready to trust Vincent's smile either. He could be a monster in disguise after all."Let me guess, you're a Vampire too." She voiced in an uninviting tone."By Hell's grace." Vincent chirped, his smile deepening. She squinted her eyes for a brief moment. Thinking about his handsomeness and his endearing behavior."I understand you've gone through a lot in the hands of Arthur so it's fine if you don't trust me." His soothing voice sounded, jerking her from her thoughts."I don't even know who to trust anymore but fresh air away from Arthur would do." She responded with a sigh. She looked upstairs where Arthur had shut himself in. Wondering what devilish thoughts he was entertaining in his head."Shall we?" Vincent pitc

Arthur drove on his car's limits on the normally secluded road but fastest route to get out of Covington. He was furious and when he was this way, blood must be spilled. He swerved his car abruptly along the road bank jumping out from his vehicle looking back and forth before disappearing into the woods. His leg trotted with his Vampiric speed amidst the woods. Brushing past twigs and leaves till he arrived a small thatched house. He approached the door with a soft knock hoping he would find the woman he was looking for.And there she was, in her early thirties Her hair a long shade of brown and her eyes glowing it's Hazel with a proud smirk."My My...what trouble have you gotten yourself into now?" She stated with much ego filling her voice.Arthur smiled, acknowledging the fact that his Witch friend was right. He only came to Sabrina whenever he was in deep trouble. Of course she couldn't reject helping him, he'd saved her life twice or thrice that a friendship bond grew between th

After several forced sleeps and nightmarish events, Bella finally decided to go downstairs. Perhaps watching TV or doing something leisurely would take her mind off worries. She looked to her digital clock by the bedside which brightly displayed Past One. She sighed, then climbed down her bed. As she strolled towards the door, she packed her hair that had now grown messy with curls into a bun. The scenery where Arthur had packed her hair instantly sprung up.While she toured down the stairs to his Parlour, she couldn't help but love that moment. How his fingers had gently handled her Red hair with care. She relaxed on the sofa staring lazily and uninterestingly at the TV. "Can't sleep?" Arthur's voice protruded the solemn atmosphere. Her heart skipped a bit before turning to him. There he was, dressed in his sleep wear with a concerned expression inscribed on his face."You too?" She asked softly while he joined her with a safe distance between them. He wore a smile that didn't live

As Arthur drove to his home with Bella rightly seated, he loathed himself for his actions. With his Vampiric hearing, he knew the guy was harmless. But jealousy and envy took over his consciousness. The guy's flirtatious talks with Bella easily irked him to the very core. He was tired of fighting the obvious fact; that he couldn't subdue his likeness for Bella. With every moment they shared together, he helplessly grew soft towards her. He thought of the night before, where she had leaned her head against his shoulder. How her Red hair seemed to glow in his eyes, her pretty face sleeping peacefully. His thoughts further trailed to their training. Where his chest grazed against her back softly. How her scent had driven him crazy, exciting every nerve in his body and how he had been lost in those beautiful Chestnut eyes of hers, mesmerized by her enticing pink lips. Apart from the Red hair, Bella wasn't in anyway similar to his last love. He's lost so many loved ones to Nicodemus that he