"How do you see my wonderful plan?" He said, flashing that devilish smile to his father. Silence reigned and none of them said a word. The King was too speechless to reply the oh-so-wonderful plan Caesar had just said to him. How could he suggest for his father to die so he could rule Grey city? He could have just outrightly tell him to give up whatever plans he was cooking against Damon rather than make such expensive joke. He should have known that his sons had already sworn their loyalty to that demon and that made him wonder just what on Grey city had Damon done for them to be this protective and defensive towards him. The King finally let out a sigh as his lips twitched. "You don't have to make such expensive joke, I can clearly get your point." He said to the prince which caused Caesar to raise a brow wondering if what he had spoken sounded like a joke to the King. "And, you don't have to speak of your brother in such manner." He added. "What manner did i speak of

April having gathered that tiny courage in her quietly followed the demon. Now that she had casted those series of what ifs aside, she no longer felt that anxiety she had once felt some seconds ago, instead she was busy admiring the beautiful night view of Grey city. The sky was so beautiful filled with many twinkling stars and the cool breeze helped a lot in calming her soul. The street lamps were on as the day had gotten somewhat darker but to her utmost surprise, she only saw few people on the road who seemed to be heading back home. The streets they had passed through looked kind of empty as if there was no one living there. That was weird, this was the vampire home and it was dusk which was morning to them, she had prepared herself to meet those vampires on the way but she met none. Even the few people she had seen looked like humans and they didn't seem to carry that intimidating aura that the demon and those vampire princes carry. Could they be hiding? Or, was this probably no

The reason. . . . The reason why Margaux committed those evil deeds was to take revenge on those who killed her father, however, April could not understand why she had to destroy this town. According to Damon, this town was the only town who accepted her when she was rejected by her own people so why then did she destroy the town? Was that how much she had resented Damon? "Scared?" Damon questioned upon seeing that she had not moved an inch from where she was standing and how she looked lost in thoughts. Distracted from her thoughts, April slightly shook her head. "No." She answered as she looked at her hands which were still slightly trembling. Damon walked towards the entrance of the hut, he turned and looked at April, gesturing for her to come. She obediently came closer to where he was but the moment the demon opened the door and stepped into the hut, April involuntarily retracted. She did not even know how it happened but her body subconsciously stepped back and h

The thought that she might really be the one who hurt Damon and killed those people frightened her, they frightened her to her bones that she could never bring herself to accept his claim that she was the evil Margaux. Deep down, she wished she could just prove to him that she was different from the Margaux he knew in the past, she was different from the lady who caused him pain, she was different from the witch who committed many evil deeds. She also wished he would see her differently, not as the evil witch's reincarnation but as herself, as April Greene but would that ever happen? "What are you staring at?" Damon spoke in his usual unfriendly manner as he let go of her hand. "Let's go." He turned and left. April took a glance at the room one last time before she followed the demon and as she got to the living room, she heard him speak. "Don't look at the walls." "Why?" She inquired as she tried her best not to look at the walls like he said. "You could e

It had been so long since she last kissed him, it had been so long since she felt him this close to her. His kiss... his mouth, they taste so mindblowingly good. Lord, she missed him so much, she missed his scent, she missed his touch, his kiss, she missed everything about him. Connor gently nibbled on her bottom lip then hungrily glinded his tongue inside her mouth like a starved beast. His movements were savage, wild and consuming as though he was aiming to devour her whole, as though taking her breath was not enough. It was as if that earnest, deep and passionate desires he had for her had just been unleashed. He had longed for her, yearned for her and desperately wanted her back to him. Day by day, those feelings of longing consumed him, it was as if a part of him was missing, as if a part of him was incomplete but now, she was back to him. How badly he had missed her. Their kiss deepened and a shocking hunger exploded from within as Dana kissed him back as hard as she