Chapter 19 Beloved Novels & Stories

Eva whispered as she held out the book for Alana to grab. Alana picked up the book and a small smile formed on her face. Alana knew there was no point in reading the book since it was based on Vampires and their Beloveds. Eva had a mate which meant she didn’t have a beloved. Either way, Alana opened the book and began to read to Eva. There was no harm in letting Eva know how the love between vampires worked.

With Bethel talking, Xavier talking, Royce and Nathan talking, Ken telling Bethel to calm down while Mark trying to stop the argument everywhere was just ``Chapter written by Fety Grace``

Shapes bloom like ink in water—ghosts of what I was, what I swore never to become. A crown of jagged iron dripping starlight. Hands slick with blood that steamed like morning fog. Eyes—mine—black as the space between dying stars. I look away. Too slow. The memory wraps around me, cold and soft as a lover’s breath. You were glorious, the voice purrs. Unbreakable. Unbound. Why did you crawl back to chains? Because of her. Because once, she believed in the man I could be, not the monster I was.

I was just there smiling at them, their ignorance of not knowing what's up in their asses because I swear to the moon goddess, I will end their lives right here and now. Immediately I mind linked all of them and wrecked it. They all began to scream in pain, I'm in their head now and forever... "Have you seen who gave me the right now?" I asked sarcastically. Maybe they're absent when the blood letter was read or maybe it's ignorance that is really their problem here. "Yes, please make it stop!" They begged in unison. I quite enjoyed it for some minutes before I stopped. This is just the beginning of everything that is about to happen between us and now.

I then announced, “Sold! The ‘Beloved’ now belongs to this gentleman.” People in the audience started watching Jayden with new admiration, and some with jealous eyes. But he was only looking at me. I don’t know why he did that, but I just realized that the old Jayden never changed. Always dramatic with appearance and loves to stand up beside friends. If I’m not mistaken, he only bought ‘Beloved’ to insult Camilla and Alessandro. “Wait a minute!” At that moment, Camilla suddenly shouted, earning all the attention on her as she stood up.

Alissa "Why do you always do this to me?" I’m not sure if it’s a slap or a punch, but it’s strong enough to throw me to the ground, I cower in the corner of the door and hug my knees in a failed attempt to protect myself. "That answer is simple Alissa, you took your mother from me, she was not strong enough to abort you and ended up dying in childbirth, you took the only woman I loved, and I continued loving her even when she betrayed me with her father."

Darius His letter weighed heavily on my heart. The news he brought caused me pain, and I sat at my desk, tapping my finger on the paper, struggling to find the right words to comfort him. Could anything I say ease his burden? I was not a soldier, but maybe it was enough to let him know I was thinking of him and longing for his return. My Beloved Dark Prince,

Sooooo...... Welcome to bullied series, part 2. Thanks for tapping on this book. With much hope and anticipation, I'm here to say it has officially begun 😁 I wanted to use blues music for this entire book but unfortunately the past was filled with more love than hate 😒😒 so the book goes on music-less but if you feel you have any song that suits the chapter please endeavor to comment. I know I said I'll wait till I have at least nineteen chapters up but I swear I tried!! I was just too impatient... 😔

“Beloved ... so will I have a beloved.... I wonder how that feels,” It was said that the first meeting with their respective beloved would be phenomenal. It would be like the world had stopped just of them. the scene of smell heightens...and a new mark appears on a certain part of their bodies. Nicolai scratched his neck. ever since he stepped foot in this small town the back of his neck had been itching nonstop.. It was to the point of annoying... ‘Will I have my mark on my neck?.....’ He wolfed down the pancake, cleaned the plate, and walked back to his room. there were a few things to be sorted out.

My darling, please pity your husband and come back home. I’m not scared anymore to tell you this. I love you, and I’ll prove it my whole life so you will believe it. Your husband, Samuel’