บททั้งหมดของ The Beloved: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

We left that small town and continued to roam through the woods, countryside, and other areas of the region. One of the good things about being immortal we do not have to rest, or sleep. There is so much as Vampires that is superfluous. Things that we do for that are for show, we do not necessarily have to. It is important to keep up appearances, so we do not look like total savages who have never heard of a bath before. As I am deep in thought, Victor asks me a question, one which I should have considered but, never thought of.“Are there any female vampires?" I grimace at his question. Yes, there are those filthy succubi. I only have one good Vampiress friend who lives not too far from here, she is not a socially respectable lady among the humans but, for an immortal, she is very kind and loving. In her human life, I learned, she had been a widowed seamstress and a mother with two children who she adored. One day she was out in the forest searching f

We walk around the town, anything to try and pick up her scent. I have been searching for so long now, it has been hours and all I have done is hit dead ends. With the somewhat modern times, I am surprised looking at this town. These witches really must be isolated! Everything in this town has the look and feel of something straight from the middle ages. I feel as if I am on the set of a Lord of the Rings movie.  There are small craft shops, baker shops, butcher shops, and an alchemy store. The roads are either cobblestone paved or gravel. It is as if this town was built centuries ago before America was founded, and preserved over time. How in the hell have they stayed so well secluded and away from the public eye? How does the U.S. Government not know of their existence? They are not magically sealed, if they were, Charles and I would not have been able to walk up here.

The flames rise high into the night as the kingdom is scorched as if it is consumed by dragon fire. I still have not found Bathilda, I still feel nothing. I thought that killing her sister would bring me some form of satisfaction. She took the one who I loved most, so made sure Karma was repaid. I took her sisters' life and her entire kingdom. "I thought that I would feel something, at least with the knowledge that I just destroyed her family, like she did mine" I sigh and hang my head in remorse. Charles puts his hand on my shoulder "Hunter, nothing is going to help take the pain away, finding her and getting revenge will be justice". I shake my head. "Well now, she can live with the pain I have been feeling," I say darkly. We start leaving the area, intent on heading back to Chicago. I need to go home and wash this disgusting place off of me. At that moment, we hear the mournful screams of a woman. The pain she is in, and the wailing sounds cause the entire fores

It's been 5 years since Charles and I have separated, and I am once again living in England. I needed time away, I still have my places in Ithaca and Chicago. I closed up Ithaca a while ago and hired housekeepers to tend the property in my absence, I only come to the house if I am in New York on business, I still have a book store that is working there. My Chicago home Charles checks on for me since he lives close by while heading to our place of work. Charles became Vice President of the company after Garrett's disappearance, and I do not regret the decision, he has done an amazing job. As president, CEO and owner, I am enjoying how much "Eldridge Books" is flourishing, not only in America but, also in England. I need to make these trips every so often, and it is good to return to the old country for myself, to refresh. I have moved my main store from London to Liverpool. I tried returning to London, but the memories of our life were too real, and everything kept hitting me

Unknown P.O.VI sit here inside this room trying to imagine how everything I have worked so hard for has gone wrong. Everything was going so well, my plan was working to perfect fruition! Did I mean to cause the pain that Hunter is going through? No, not in the slightest, however, that is life, sometimes a man has to go through pain to find themselves, to unlock the true nature of the person lurking underneath the facade. I know his true self, he is ruthless, a natural killer. Years of his military experience as a sniper said it all, not this so-called “calm and peaceful” person that he is trying desperately to be. I sent my spies out to keep eyes on him long ago. I wanted to test him an