บททั้งหมดของ To Be The Vampire Bride: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 7

The crash occurred in a split second, and before I knew it, a shrill ringing echoed in my ears. I clamped my hands over my ears. Cecilia, on the other hand, had bolted to the middle of the road. She crouched over a woman on the ground, pumping her chest and performing mouth-to-mouth while yelling at the onlookers. “Call an ambulance! Get help!” More and more vampires were drawn to the commotion. “What happened here?” “A group of vampire hunters ran the woman down and took off. They claimed it was to retaliate against the Vampire Prince while making a run for it.” “The one from House Dracul? Good lord, those hunters have some nerve.” Even though chatter filled the air, no one called for medical assistance. Cecilia’s voice was laced with anger. “Don’t just stand there! She’s dying!” Cecilia was dressed to perfection, not a single strand of hair out of place. Add that look of concern, and anyone would have mistaken her for an angel.At long last, the ambulance arr

For the next few days, I was a captive in my own room. I was confined to the small space. The news of Isabella’s passing spread like wildfire across the vampire realm. Alistair put out a bounty for clues on the killer, offering an astronomically high reward.Social media blew up with chatter. “The sheer audacity. These idiots dare hurt a member of House Dracul?” “Word is it was those suicidal vampire hunters. Are we declaring war on them?” “It’s possible. I heard that His Highness was a cold-blooded monster back in the day until he met his wife. Now that she’s gone, a lot of heads are going to roll.” That was true. Heads would roll, all right. The sad soul in question was blissfully lost in her daydream of wearing the crown. Two things had set the vampire world ablaze. One was Alistair’s mourning and the bounty he had offered for information about the incident, while the other was Cecilia's apparent heroic rescue. One photo was everywhere. Cecilia, dressed in white

The air went still. The Blacks stood frozen, faces drained of color.Cecilia’s voice trembled violently. “If you knew everything, why didn’t you just arrest us?” Not offering an answer, Lucien tilted his head and locked his crimson eyes on her. The smirk on his face gave off an unsettling vibe. By now, the truth had finally sunk in even for someone as dense as Cecilia. If the Blacks were handed over to the authorities, the worst outcome was execution at worst. However, death was far too easy a way out. Lucien sneered, “Prison? Execution? That would be letting you off far too easily.“Come to think of it, I'm curious. You sure are bold to lay a hand on Her Highness. She's the only person in this world who has ever made His Highness lose his composure. Once, he had all the roses removed from the realm after she pricked her finger on one. Of course, Her Highness changed that by expressing a desire to see them again.” Cecilia looked like she had been punched in the gut,

“Vera… I’m so sorry.” Isabella’s voice was faint and hoarse. Without warning, Alistair burst through the door, his hair disheveled and his chin dark with stubble. Alistair had lived for five hundred years, yet he had never been seen in such an unkempt state.Yet as soon as his gaze caught Isabella awake, all strength left his limbs, dropping him straight to the floor beside her.Not commenting on his state, Isabella simply whispered his name. “Alistair.” That was enough to break the Vampire Prince who had ruled the vampire realm for half a millennium into tears. Taking her hand, Alistair called out her name repeatedly. “Isabella… Isabella…” I slipped out and closed the door behind me, giving the couple some space. At the end of the hallway, Lucien leaned against the wall and raised his brow at the sight of me. “Not exactly his most dignified moment, huh?” I shook my head. “He just loves her with all his heart.” Lucien stared at the door and remarked out of the blue,