Bloodbound: A Consort For The Vampire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Kieran’s POV.A male. My vampire is a male. My limbs tremble as I stare at him. He takes a step forward, gracefully. He has long fingers that are perfectly slender. His colour matches the flakes of snow. I lick my dry lips and hope he doesn't smell the fear through my veins. He lifts his hands to take off the rest of the hood on his head and slowly it falls away revealing his menacing angled face. My breathing changes because his beauty is earth shattering.He glances over at me, his glowing eyes studying me from head to toe. It's just a look and yet it leaves me breathless. He takes a step closer to me, so close that I can smell his cologne wafting through my nose in every sense. I watch as his nostrils flare, getting an idea of how my blood will taste before it even touches his lips. “I'm s.. sorry, I was expecting to be assigned to a female vampire” I say to him so he would overlook how antsy I was. He merely tsked arrogantly. This should be repulsive to me or maybe make

Kieran’s POV.Three days later, sliding my finger lazily across the carpet in search of my drink, I frown as I bring it to my lips. There's not so much left, so I'm forced to lap the froth caked around the rim. Beau plays his piano in the background and once in a while, he scribbles down notes across a sheet of paper. I used to be envious of the way he could write music but now I just see it as the prize of being able to call someone like him my best friend. He stops playing and looks at me. “Do you think it sounds like the hook in Dirty Diana by Michael Jackson?” “Play it again?” I say as a blink repeatedly at him. Beau plays the same note again and I try to compare it to the hook in question. “No,” I confirm. “They’re completely different. The similarity I can get is at the beginning.”Beau smirks and points his pen to my direction. “You're learning.”“Yeah,” I scoff. “It only took me six years to learn one or two things about music.” Beau rolls his eyes at me. “Everyone lear

Caius’ POV The presence of his breathing rattles me, it's a constant reminder of the presence of his essence. I watched as he filled his lungs with air for survival. I watch as he breathes in my essence, filling himself like an appetizer after a long meal. The drop of blood slipping down his bottom lip becomes the centre of my world. My red eyes swirl with hunger. I know he's waiting for me to close the remaining inches between us, but I don't. He continues to stare at my lips. “Go ahead, if you want to,” he whispers. His encouragement causes the drop of blood on his lips to slip down his chin. My nostrils flare as the feeling of hunger rakes down my spine. The thought of my old consort comes back to my mind and I'm thrown out of my trance. His eyes snap up to meet my gaze, looking confused. “I thought the idea of providing me your blood was repulsive.” I say bitterly. Reiterating his last email back to him. He watches me as I tilt my head back. My fangs and eyes are now m

Kieran's POV The first burst of morning light is yet to cascade across the woods before Caius pulls me into his arms and tells me it's time to go. Then my Vampire starts running.It takes only a few minutes before I finally manage to fall asleep in his arms. Romantic Right? I wish.I really tried to stay awake but the wind slapping against my face knocked me out.My vampire emanates a delicious and seductive scent that both excites and lulls me into a false sense of calm. When my vampire finally urges me awake,my body is stiff and sore as ever. “Human!”“Mmm?”A hazy view of my hostel comes into view and I squint at it, looking at the window where I was listening to my best friend play his guitar just yesterday.My vampire stares at me with a frenzied expression. “There's an upset woman inside the house” he informs me with a frown and I follow his gaze to the shadow of Rebecca pacing back and forth in the living room. It feels wrong showing up at the hostel without Beau by my sid

Kieran's POVI watch Rebecca as she takes a drag of her cigarettes on the front porch. I step out to join her and I cough as I can the bitter smell from my nose. “There's still no word from Beau?” “Nope.” She responds. “I'm sorry.”She shrugs and takes another drag. It's been five days since Caius left me at the hostel door and it's been three days since he showed up in my class unannounced. It feels like an eternity. It would have been better if we knew Beau was alright but my vampire isn't giving us updates.“Did you try emailing your vampire again?” Rebecca asks after a moment of worried silence. I chew on my lip as I nod. I've been sending mails to Caius everyday but none has been met with a reply. I lean against the door, breathing through my mouth. Rebecca keeps staring into the woods like she's willing our best friend to return. Suddenly a light breeze picks up in the distance. I follow Rebecca's gaze into the woods and I squint. I don't see anything.The wind dies down