Fangs and Feelings { A Vampire's Kiss } のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Chapter Twenty-one. Mirah“Scotch on the rocks,” the handsome curly haired boy with braces said, as he flashed me what had to be a seductive smile.I ignored him, and turned to the bar stand. “Scotch on the rocks, coming right up.” By the time I placed a glass before him again, his earlier enthusiasm had died down. He merely grabbed it, and moved to a table, where his friends were waiting. They were obviously schoolboys, and judging from their boyish looks- had to be 18 or so.I massaged my temple. Barcon was unusually full today, very unlike every other Thursday evening. I looked forward to getting a good sleep, and if I could stay up- a girl's night with Nessa.It was already two weeks since I was rescued from Jayden, and surprisingly, he hadn't disturbed me since then. Neither had Zeke. Nessa had been so happy when I returned, and had jokingly called me ’The disappearing Princess.’After many idle days at home, and the prompting of my very empty bank account, I

Chapter Twenty-three Mirah“What about this color?” Nessa held up her phone at me, and with barely a glance at it, I grunted in response.Takeout boxes littered the floor, as we slouched on the floor. The perfect weekend.Nessa was checking photos of cats online, for a suitable one she'd buy. And though I didn't hate cats, I just wasn't into pets.I came across a photo of a hot guy on Instagram. “Nessa, I think it's high time I give dating a chance. I mean, take a look at this guy!” I gave a girly shriek."Mirah, you have to see this-” I continued anyway. “It can't be hotter, than this guy.” I double tapped on the love reaction, pushing back a drool.“Mirah-” Her curt tone made me look up. My heart skipped a beat. “What-” my words trailed off, as she handed me her phone quietly.The news headline sent my heart racing. I looked up at her, and back at the phone. “This-”Her face gave way to a pitiful look. And no matter how many times I glanced at the phone, the headlin

Chapter Twenty-Five MirahIt was hard to avoid Zeke, while knowing he lived next door. He was everywhere, and I saw him almost every time.“He likes you,” Nessa said one morning, while munching on her box of Oreos and working on her newest design.“Well, I don't like him.” I retorted.‘Lies, Mirah,’ my inner voice argued. I knew if circumstances were any different; with Zeke as a normal person, I would date him without hesitation.“Why don't you accompany me to the gala, as my plus one?” Nessa asked, after a while.I raised a brow. “A public event? No, please. Not with the scandal on ground.” I turned down her offer.“More the reason you should come with me.” Nessa argued.“Hm.” I could see the point she was trying to make. Appearing at a public event after eloping from my wedding, and while my father's company was on the verge of bankruptcy, was telling the public that there was nothing wrong. But I wasn't ready.“You can find someone else to be your plus one.” I wave

Chapter Twenty-Seven MirahWell, scratch what I said about everything going back to normal, because it didn't.It did to an extent though, if you'd include cuddling a vampire prince on a Thursday night, binge-watching my favorite movie, while eating popcorn.“Poor Kelvin,” I snuggled against Zeke's chest, pushing back my tears. That had to be the 47th time I was watching Home Alone, yet each time felt like new.“Is there something to like about this particular movie?” He asked, his disinterest clearly showing. “For kids.” He added.I pushed off his chest, and glowered at him. “I'm going to tolerate every disrespect, but if you insult my favorite movie one more time, get ready to bid your balls goodbye.”He chuckled, raising both hands in mock surrender. “Sorry,” he mouthed.I harrumphed and took my place again, while stifling a smile. The past few weeks had been a blur of dates, sex, work, and more sex.Whenever I wasn't at Barcon, I was with Zeke, having the time of

Chapter Twenty-Nine. Mirah“You look distracted,” A voice sliced through my thoughts, making me flinch. It was the customer who'd ordered a gin and tonic.“Sorry,” I apologized awkwardly. Of course, I was distracted. He'd left without a word. My attempt to ask Qyle had ended in futility.The rock of a human wouldn't even volunteer any information. A look at his bland face had told me that nothing would change even though I spent the whole day asking.My head ached from last night's thoughts. ‘How could he leave me, without even a message. Was that what mattered to him? Nothing?’My phone dinged, and I took it out of my pocket. I'd styled the bartender's uniform to suit my taste. The result of which was, every male customer stole glances at me at any given opportunity.My phone's screen was lit with a message from Nessa. She wouldn't be home tonight.‘Business matters.’And she didn't sound so happy.“Some blood on the rocks,” Someone said.“Blood on the- what?