Chapter 1

Three events made Blythe Gibson wish she had never picked up an extra shift that night.One.“Is this some sort of freaking joke?!” Mr. Dawson's fists slammed onto the table, grabbing the attention of customers around.“I specifically asked for the scallops to be replaced with salmon. I paid extra for these. Can't a man get his money's worth?!” Blythe's eyes went to the almost empty plate of oyster and scallop tartare, the fifth mistress he had brought in this week, then back at the bloodshot eyes of the older man fuming at his seat. It was obvious that such a high-end client wasn't doing this to get a free meal—heck no, he could buy the entire chain of restaurants if he wanted to.It was for attention and power.“I sincerely apologise, Mr Dawson.” she replied, putting her hand on the shoulder of the trembling chef that was close to having his career shut down. “The head chef isn't available at the moment, so we’re a bit short staffed tonight. We'll get your order ready. It's on th

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Chapter 2

There weren't cars honking from below.That's when Blythe knew something was wrong. She was engulfed by silence that should have felt peaceful but it wasn't. The freezing temperature didn't help matters.Her run down apartment was never this cold in the summer, neither was it ever this quiet. On a regular day, the paper thin walls filtered in the sound of the daily 2:00 a.m parties, car honking from the streets that never seemed to sleep or the neighbors arguing next door.The worst part? It was the scent that swamped her nostrils.It wasn't a bad kind of scent... Just expensive. It smelled like fabric softener that was worth a whole week's worth of groceries.Finally, she had the courage to peel open her eyes. She was expecting some kind of blinding light, but instead, woke up to a gasolier hanging from the ceiling.Blythe sat up slowly, but the throbbing ache at the side of her head made it hard to concentrate. The room was large. It felt much larger than it needed to be, as it on

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Chapter 3

No Signal.Blythe had no means to communicate with the outside world. And now, the screen went black after minutes of trying to seek help. A groan escaped her lips as she pulled herself out of the small space in the wardrobe and onto her feet.She crossed the room, latching her palm onto the door knob, but it took three tries to pry the door open before she realised that she was locked in."Shit!" she cursed, stomping her foot against the wooden floorboards. Her eyes drifted over to the window which had the moonlight still peering from it, and in an instant, she found herself in front of the window with her fingers wrapped around the ledge, while peeking down from above.Her eyes struggled to adjust to see beyond the thick fog formed below,that was until, a bold thought popped in her head. One that sent sirens blaring.She lifted her foot, placing it on the creaky window ledge, while steadying herself by gripping the two sides of the wall. But then, something flickered behind her

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Chapter 4

Ronan Canavaro sat at the council high table with his fingers brushing against the spot where this human had just slapped.It was the first time in centuries since anyone, let alone, a lowly human dared to raise an arm against him.“So, the girl possesses the rare blood we seek, you say.” Elder Meredith drawled out, snapping him out of his thoughts. The rhythmic tapping of her fingernails against the mahogany heightened the tension as all eyes from the round table stayed fixated on him. Ronan looked up, his expression hard as he leaned forward.He cleared his throat, then spoke up. “Her memories could not be erased. Her mind could not be controlled. That’s nowhere near possible for a mere human.”“And you’re certain that your powers weren’t weakened at that point?” Elder Darius chimed in as the corners of his lips lifted, but only for a brief moment.“You know damn well that this has nothing to do with my powers.” he seethed, slapping his palm against the table. “Corvin witnessed the

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Chapter 5

Blythe looked up at him, stunned. Her mouth hung open to speak, but no words came out.“Feeder?” he asked in disbelief, while inching away from Blythe. “Y-your highness. There wasn’t a mark. I didn’t know she was–”“Well, now, you know.” Ronan cut him off, looking down at him with a cold stare. He turned to the guards, his authority compelling them forward.“And which one of you put her in chains?” he inquired, looking between the two.“It was I.” The taller guard admitted.Ronan’s face contorted into that of rage, his eyebrows pulled together and fist clenched before speaking up.“Release her this instant.”The culprit pulled out a key from his pocket, and unlocked the padlock that bound Blythe’s arms and legs. The metal chains clattered to the ground with a loud thud, giving Blythe the chance to access her wrists which were now bruised by the heavy chains.She rubbed it to soothe the ache, while looking up at Ronan with fear and gratitude. After all, she had found herself in a den

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All Chapters of Accidentally Bound To The Vampire King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5