All Chapters of I THIRST FOR YOU: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~ Rexcord ~   “Mmmh,” Amanda answered and I took it as a yes. Without delay, I claimed her mouth, ravished her lips that was craving for my attention. Our tongues danced, twisted and curled against each other like what Mother Nature designed. No hesitation. No awkwardness. Nothing. Boldly, she inserted her hands in between us to palm my chest and probably to feel if I had a heartbeat hiding there. Unfortunately, there was none. That faint muscle working last night had died the moment I regained my blindness. A rather surprising development that needed answers, I know, but for now, I’ll have to defer asking it. I had a more pressing matter to do and that was to give her my birthday gift. What that would be depends if she’ll spread her legs. I hope she’ll spread her le

Birthdays. Birthdays, being a joyous occasion, should be celebrated with a smile, but to Amanda, it never came. Well, it did, when Arissa, Dayana, Lady Granger and Sir Jerome greeted her a ‘happy birthday’ later that evening, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. It was dull. Incomplete. Lifeless. She managed to thank them one by one, putting a face that masked the disturbance in her heart; showing as if she was excited for the coming visit of her friends, Noman and Matteo, and a group dinner with Pamela and Heather. And somehow, she seemed to fool them. She had mauled on the facts after her little quarrel - or if it was even called one - with Cord from morning ’til afternoon. Mauled on it over and over again, but as a result, it only gave herself a headache and another batch of questions. Who was the witch that cursed his family? That cursed him?&n

Amanda’s fingers weaved their way into Cord’s thick locks. She accepted him with no hesitation, making herself available for his ministrations. Guilt may have poked her again, but she didn’t let that deter her. Surrendering to her need of him was more important than her apprehension or any other matter. Had she trusted him more because he poured himself to her? Yes. Because he looked sincere enough while mentioning he had atoned for his sins. Aside from immortality, with the wealth, social status, and power vampires held, no one would actually want to become human again. But Cord was willing to, just so that his suffering would end. And hearing him share that, truly changed Amanda’s perspective of him. She was no longer afraid and Cord knew that to his joy. He of course didn’t want the woman he cared about fear him for what he had become. For what he

“This must stop! It has been almost twenty-four hours! We are not guinea pigs here!” a man whose hands were curled tightly and face flushed in anger, yelled right in front of Calvin. He was a tall man, as tall as the one getting the complaints but his bearing and the way he dressed in regal, fluffy clothes showed he was behind his years. He was a well-respected vampire and a gentleman during his time; a politician when still human and a close friend of the Vitalis Family, so he was the one who stepped up to what he thought was an unfair treatment. Calvin, despite his noisiness, just leaned against the throne hall double door with his eyes closed, arms crossed and head cast down. “I am done with waiting for his order! Master Vitalis owes us a carefree life! Locking us up in the mansion and making us starve is the opposite of it!” the man continued. He stepped forward and began to shove Calvin out o

Swirls of purple and red coated Amanda’s irises. Her teeth were like a wolf’s in an attacking mode. Some strands of her hair floated, seemingly alive on their own. And her face was devoid of any other emotion except for hatred. Pure one. Those were what Cord could detail out amidst seeing just whites and grays in his perspective. But he expected this. He expected this right after noticing the damn amulet around her neck. Maybe, he could have acted cautious when he materialized in her apartment, but after he sensed her while still in the throne room, his control snapped and his shadows immediately transported him to where she was. The strength of her grip on his neck could never be denied though. It was truly suffocating him despite not needing oxygen to breath. He gnashed his teeth and in reflex, held her elbows to stop her. His back hit the wall in the end. It was so hard that a landscap