All Chapters of The Vampire's Flower: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Eleanor's P.O.V Warm.It's so warm. My mind is empty but everything feels warm.I gently opened my tired, heavy eyes to find the source of this extreme warmth in the coldness I've been feeling for past 18 nights.As my vision gradually came into focus, I realized that I was lying in a comfortable bed, and in front of me was a handsome sleeping Daniel who looked so peaceful, sleeping like an absolute angel.Wait... WHAT A HANDSOME SLEEPING DANIEL!?My mind immediately grew alert as my body went stiff.I tried not to recall the events that led me to be in this strange situation but I still did. The memories hit me harder than a rock as my whole body started to heat up. God! What was I thinking yes-Before, that thought could actually reach a conclusion, I felt Daniel stir a little in his sleep as I felt something grow hard in my abdomen. THE FUCKING HELL! HE DIDN'T FUCKING PULL OUT HIS LENGTH FROM INSIDE OF ME THE WHOLE NIGHT!?Kill me... Just. Fucking. Kill. Me.I tried to suppress

Eleanor's P.O.V."Come on. Last bite." Daniel coaxed me as he held a spoonful of porridge near my lips. "No." I whined, srunching and turning my face away. "I don't want to eat anymore." Daniel sighed, a hint of tiredness in his voice. "Flower, you need to eat. You need energy after things we've done yesterday so that you don't end up fainting."I crossed my arms stubbornly, pouting like a child. "I don't like porridge still I ate half a bowl.""My pretty wifey, you are not a kid. Half a bowl of porridge isn't enough energy for you. Do you want to fall ill and worry Danielle?"Danielle... My daughter. How long has it been since I have last seen her face?"Will you bring Danielle to meet me if I eat?"Daniel's expression softened as he nodded. "Yes, Eleanor. If you finish your breakfast, I'll arrange for you to see Danielle soon. Latest by tomorrow. I promise."A glimmer of hope sparked within me. Seeing my daughter was the one thing that kept me going, even in this tangled web of Da

Eleanor's P.O.V Tears streamed relentlessly down my cheeks as I sat on the soft mattress with my feet held close to my chest in the dimly lit room, consumed by a surge of hatred and despair. How could he do this to me?How could Daniel lock me away like some caged animal again? How sweetly just yesterday he called me his wife. Yet, today I was a prisoner again. The weight of betrayal seemed to be pressing down on my spirit crushing it to pieces, leaving me broken and filled with anger.I clenched my fists, feeling the urge to lash out at anyone and anything that reminded me of the man I loved. What had happened to us? Why has it all become like this? Where had the love we shared gone? Was it bound to meet the same fate as the past once we left The Black Woods? Was their nothing I could do to make Daniel understand that I couldn't let the past repeat itself? The answers remained elusive, wrapped in the cold chains that bound my existence, which were wrapped around my ankle by one of

Eleanor's P.O.V I stared at the pale face in the mirror, as the brush was brushing against my skin. I couldn't help but feel a pang of dissatisfaction as I examined my reflection. My once vibrant complexion now appeared dull and lifeless, a stark contrast to the radiance I used to possess. Lines of worry and fatigue marred my face, a clear indication of the toll that Daniel's imprisonment had taken on me.As the brush continued its gentle strokes, I let my mind wander to the days when my skin was smooth and blemish-free. It seemed like a lifetime ago. Back then when I was an assassin, even though my world was dark and dim, my face would glow with some sort of energy.Now, all I feel like is a dead lifeless doll."Your Majesty?" Tia's voice rang in my ears, bringing me out of my thoughts."Yes, kitten?" I looked up in the mirror to see the face of Tia. However, she wasn't smiling. Was she not happy with the makeup she has done on my face? But, it looked quite good. "Your Majesty,

Eleanor's P.O.V The same. The doors were decorated in the same way as they were decorated on the day of my wedding with Daniel. Just a little less vibrant glow. It was soft. I could feel the softness of the golden light on my cheeks as I stood there, waiting. Waiting for Daniel to arrive. As I stood there, gazing at the grand door of the Royal Palace, my heart fluttered with both excitement and anticipation. Danielle. I'm going to meet Danielle today! I'm going to see the face of my daughter!Will it light up? Will she run and hug me? Will she cry? Will she kiss my cheek? Will she say she missed me?Where is Daniel!? I can't... I can't wait to go inside. My Danielle is just on the other side of the door.The holden door to the ballroom, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments, only added to the air of elegance and enchantment surrounding this enchanting evening. The birthday of my Danielle. The hallway leading up to it seemed to stretch on forever on my way here, the