Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Vampire's Human Bride: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Winter’s POVThey say I look like the monsters my father kills.That’s why everyone hates me.I remind them of the vampires who slaughtered their families, who burned their homes, who ruined their lives. And every time they look at me, they see a piece of that horror staring back.“Harder.”Lorena’s voice cracks through the kitchen like a whip. I tighten my grip on the scrubbing brush and press it harder against the stone floor. The bristles drag through cold, dirty water, making a harsh grinding sound that sets my teeth on edge.My knees ache. My fingers ache. The skin on my knuckles has already split open from the lye in the water, but I keep scrubbing. Stopping will only make things worse“That corner too,” Giselle says from behind me. “Unless you plan to leave it filthy, like everything else you touch.”I drag the brush toward the far edge of the floor. The kitchen stones are already clean. I finished the worst of the stains before sunrise. But clean has never mattered in this ho

Winter’s POVDays had passed since I was locked inside this room. I had pounded on the door until my skin burned red. I had screamed for help, begged to be released, cried until my voice turned hoarse.I knew there were people outside. I could hear them, and for sure they heard me. And still, no one came.Eventually, exhaustion swallowed my panic and left me numb. The truth settled heavily inside me.No one was coming to save me.Not even my own father.If I want to escape, I could only rely on myself.The room that they locked me in is beautiful, nothing short of a room you would expect from a royal palace. But no matter how lovely this room was, it's still just a cage meant to lock me in, and I want nothing more than to escape it. No matter what, I would not marry a monster. I memorized the guards’ routines. I counted the time between every meal. I listened for the changing of shifts. I watched which servants came and went, which guards lingered to gossip, and which ones remaine

Winter’s POVThe second time they locked me inside the room, they made sure I would never have another chance to escape.The guards outside my door had doubled, and even the number of locks securing the door had increased.The vase I had shattered was gone. So was every piece of furniture that could be broken apart or used as a weapon. Even the curtains had been replaced with shorter ones, leaving nothing I could tear into strips long enough to fashion a rope.The room that had once resembled a bedchamber now felt like a prison.I walked to the window. Iron bars had been fastened over it, sealing away what little freedom I had left.Beyond them, the palace grounds glowed beneath the afternoon sun. Servants hurried across the courtyards carrying baskets of flowers, rolls of expensive fabric, and polished silver trays. Others moved through the gardens with arms full of decorations, each person rushing to prepare for the grand celebration.It seemed the entire palace was preparing for a

Winter's POVPrincess Bianca's eyes widened excitedly. "Dear brother!" She called out happily. Crown Prince Alastor approached them and smiled at her sister. He approached Lorena and placed a kiss on her cheek, then he gave a small smile towards Giselle. I swallowed hard. Princess Bianca wasn't lying. Lorena and the Crown Prince really had something going on. "Are you enjoying yourself Sugarplum?" Prince Alastor sweetly asked Lorena making her blush. Princess Bianca frowned. "Ever since you got engaged, you have completely forgotten about your little sister," she grumbled jealously. Prince Alastor laughed lightly. "Don't be jealous, you'll always be my little princess."Prince Alastor had always been a devoted older brother to Princess Bianca. She had never known what it was like to be unloved. Her three older brothers spoiled her endlessly, shielding her from every hardship, while their father indulged nearly every wish she made.“You look stunning today, Giselle,” Prince Alasto

Winter’s POVThe wedding ceremony ended in a chorus of applause.As the last blessing was spoken, the solemn atmosphere dissolved into celebration. Musicians filled the gardens with lively melodies while servants moved gracefully through the crowd, carrying gilded trays laden with delicacies and crystal goblets brimming with wine.The long banquet tables quickly filled with guests from both kingdoms.To my surprise, there was no invisible line separating humans from vampires. They sat beside one another as though they had been acquaintances for years.A human noble raised his goblet toward a vampire lord, and the vampire answered with a smile before clinking his glass against the other’s. Nearby, a group of ladies from the human court laughed openly at something one of the vampire noblewomen had said. Even the soldiers, once rigid during the ceremony, had begun exchanging stories over food and drink.Laughter echoed throughout the gardens. Warm, carefree, and genuine.If I hadn’t kn