WILLIAMDifferent! Everything felt different. I was happy at one but now I felt strange; it was very unsettling and all this was caused by the one tiny source known as Amelia. It had been eight months since she turned sixteen and for some obscure reason I couldn't find it within myself to change her; I remembered how hell-bent I was on turning my little mate on her birthday but I changed my mind once observing her peculiar behaviour. I continued delaying it and now eight whole months had passed yet I still hadn't turned her into a vampire. A crystal glass was clenched tightly within my hands as the metallic amber liquid swirled inside. I was sat atop my throne in a secluded silence. It seemed nowadays I enjoyed the peace of utter quietude rather than the absurd yet adorable conversations I used to have with my little angel because a few months after her sixteenth birthday I realized that the girl in front of me wasn't the same as my Ameli

AMELIAThe warm drops of clear water cascaded down my bare skin as I strolled out the small bathroom located in the room I had been staying in for the last few months. I still hadn't gotten used to the brightly painted sunny yellow walls that mantled the standard sized space; they always got me to squint a little due to the sheer vividness provided by them. I made my way to the closet and picked out a random, floral-patterned dress. It turned out to be a black based fabric with various miscellaneous coloured flowers printed atop. I let out a little laugh once my crazy brain began comparing the dress to my state, the way I was grief-stricken like the shade of jet black in the back but appeared to be joyous and cheerful upfront but then my mind flashed to an

 AMELIAI didn't know why but I felt really restless; snuggling deeper into the couch I began contemplating all that happened since the 'embracing incidence' at the pond I was so very confused about my feelings. On one hand, Dimitri was absolutely perfect, he was the type of man I envisioned as my prince when I was just a little girl but infuriatingly what I felt for William was much more intense and at this point, I was even certain that it was not only because of our bond. I continued to remain seated and contemplated my options about both men when all of a sudden I felt the foam of the sofa on the right dip, indicating that someone joined me. I turned my head to see a solemn appearing Margo sitting upright instantly, I felt a rush of guilt swarm through

DIMITRI  As William walked out I still couldn't comprehend the sacrifice he had made for Amelia. Yes, she was his mate but the fact that he was willing to go to such an extent for even her was astonishing. I was still on the floor, my back pressed against the pristine walls for support after the brawl with him. I was stunned yet there was a glimmer of joy that began settling within my chest as the realization set in about the fact that I could finally be with Amelia without any obstacle standing in my way but then I remembered, I failed, I failed Julia! I could never move on with Amelia unless Julia's wish of better human conditions wasn't fulfilled, my conscious wouldn't let me. I had to finis

WILLIAM Her lithe body lain peacefully below mine as I caressed her taut yet supple skin, revelling in the glory of her desperately anticipated surrender. I had finally claimed my little mate in every possible way and might I add, there were many, many pleasurable ways. Just the thought of our activities earlier sent a rush of desire down my spine; she truly was perfect. Now all that was left was the kiss of death to finally turn her so that we may have our eternity.  The only sounds in the room were coming from the crackling of the fire sputtering in the fireplace rooted on the wall across the bed and the steady breathing from the precious angel beneath me. My gaze moved across the room in a subtle manner before settling on the grand, mahogany clock perched in the far right. The clock clearly indicated that it was still eleven forty-five meaning that there were still fifteen minutes to go till it was midnight, the time