We walked up to the stage where the other rulers of the other realms stood watching everything unfold. There was nothing but deadly stares staring at us but what else would you expect. The vampire king snapped his hand and suddenly all the other people in the room finally stood up, their heads still bowed yet there were those that dared to steal peaks. No one dared to say a word with even the music stopped, everyone scared to pick up the conversation again. We walked, closing in on the royals only for our steps to come to a halt. I looked up, seeing that more rulers had joined us including the fairy king and giant king. We said our greeting, everyone uptight and walking on egg shells. I found my mind drifting away with the chatter slowly coming back up in the room with the music back playing. The whole room was just tense. Chairs had been placed for the kings and queen on the stages. The werewolf king sat on his throne along with the queen then it was my husband

I sighed, darkness engulfing me with it seeming as if I was in a cloud where I could not get out. Panic set in as I groaned, my head turning, wanting to part from the darkness but it seemed to cling to me like a child clings to her mother. Everything hurt, every part of me hurt and confusion only made it worse. So many emotions coursed through me yet one was strong and apparent—loss. A tear slipped past my eye with everything crushing back. I groaned, turning to my side as the pain came hitting me like a brick on the face. The pain was so much I could not breathe, my body shook so bad with my arms wrapped around my frail body. I did not know where I was, did not know what happened yet it was clear as day that my baby was no longer with us. A hole was in my chest, a hole getting bigger and bigger every time I took a breath. I felt empty and torn, everything was so gray it had me cry in the pillow that my head lay in. My mind could not wrap itself around the fact of what had happened,

THOUSANDS OF YEARS LATER ANASTASIA'S P.O.V I was cold, so cold my body shivered. My hands were blue, my lips dry and chirped. I don’t know how long I had been here but it felt as if it had been forever. I cried and cried until I could not cry anymore, thinking the pain would numb but it only got worse. I felt empty and alone, felt hurt and betrayed. How could he do this to me? His words kept playing like a broken record and I could not get them out of my head. The cell was one made of steel, covering all around with no bars but just a door. It was clean with a sink and a toilet along with a clean single bed. I lay curled on the bed, a tune sang as it felt as if I was losing my mind. My arms were wrapped around my stomach which hurt badly as if someone was turning my insides.   I had screamed for help but no one came to help, no one cared at this point and I was going to lose my baby. It was what they wanted, wasn’t it? It was to see me in th

We stood in front of large wooden doors. I could hear the people inside and knew this was it. More tears flooded through, tears I tried but failed to hold. My arms moved around my belly, my heart drumming as my baby was not kicking. Maybe it was a good thing he died on his own other than because his mother had been ripped apart so cruelly. I hoped he found peace, I hoped he had found his way to heaven where he would be singing and dancing with the angels. I prayed he was safe and happy, hoping that one day I would be able to meet him and hold him. There was nothing more I was fighting for. My mate had cast me out and arranged my death and my family had disowned me. Death was all that waited for me but then my mind drifted off to that dark place I had seen and I paled. I did not want to die, I did not want to be tortured by demons where I would never find peace. My tears streamed down but soon the doors were opened and the guards in front of me began walking. I stood where I was, a h

I wondered if he was happy, wondered if it pleased him to see me like this. I stared at him, begging in a way and not even knowing what I was begging for. I saw the queen watch me only to turn and stare at the king. “My name is princess….”I paused, the pain hitting at once as I swallowed. “I am Anastasia Furthrone and I was sent to wed the king.” I paraphrased, waiting for the words to sink in. “The king is my mate…..”My words were cut off by the queen herself. “Vampir, why am I just hearing of this?” Her voice was loud and clear. “You don’t like being disturbed when planning.” He answered with her own words. “Don’t patronize me boy, there is no way you have a mate, please tell me you did not fall for that trick?” “She is mom, now