Kindred Novels & Stories

Jared groaned, Abbey opened the door then placed his hand on his injured shoulder, probably dislocated. "I told you, I'm a man with my word," he said, then walked out of his house and closed the door behind him. After closing the door, Jared laid back on the floor, holding his left hand as it shook, uncontrollably, probably separated. "He can't go home like this, what will his wife say." he chuckled the coughed. "That's not for me to worry of such." Suddenly, a middle aged woman having a short colored grey hair on her head and a strange violent eyes was right at the door opened by her. She was known as one of the Divine Humanes, one who contols time. She walked inside, Jared looked at the di

Six months had flown by quickly after an extremely painful demise of the devil, and his little wife. Leaving behind little baby Zaiee at the mercy of Cinderella's mother, Kaimara. Kaimara felt guilty, haunted by her sins. Although, she couldn't change back the hands of time she still wanted contrition for the evils she had committed. She hated whom she was In the past, and desperately wanted change. She didn't want to be that evil woman who had her hands with blood.

The older woman looked around quickly. “No,” she whispered, leaning so close I could feel her breath. “The loyalty he has is forced, it is not real. He killed people to get this chair. They remember that and there are some debts he has not paid. Debts to people outside this room, people who are very powerful. People who are related to the Marinos.” My breath hitched. Marinos. My family name, this was huge. “The Marinos?” I asked, keeping my voice light. “I have heard that name. Didn’t they disappear years ago?”

A seed of hope planted in her mind. Amara decided to do a background check upon the girl but Nathan was faster. He took the details of Kyara from the employee file and asked his private investigator to run a check upon her. Just two hours later he came over to his office with a file that said a-z about her. Kyara Knights is an orphan and also the bread winner of her family. Her brother suffers from the rarest form of brain tumor and is currently undergoing treatment at Paradise hospital. The information was sufficient for Nathan to know about the girl's characteristics and the circumstances which led her to meet him.

Sean and Kyle, two of Burney's friends, even Big Jim walked past. I sighed as I pushed on, heading for Aaron's room. I walked through his curtain and paused, startled by the reflections before me. One was sitting at the table in the corner, his back to me as he poured over a pile of papers. Another was half the height he should've been, kneeling beside the bed. And the other... "Lillith." I said her name without thinking, and the next second she was with me, her body appearing before me, looking as tangible as if she were actually standing there.

Or maybe… even Mom and Dad…" I leaned slightly closer to her and asked softly, "One second they're holding me and crying, but the next second, even after seeing everything Eric did, they still stand by and watch because they're afraid I'm acting. They even think I'm sick and brought you here… Doesn't that count as bullying either?" I stared at her. "Doctor, disobedient people die. I used to have several companions just like me. But now they're all gone. Because they weren't obedient enough… they were beaten to death."

I finally understood how that child came to be in my previous life. Francesca had rifled through my trash and taken my used condom with James' help. That was how she'd managed to bear my child. Those disgusting low-lives! They had been after me right from the start. It was no wonder I'd ended up in such a pitiful state in my previous life. I switched the camera off. Thalia's eyes were as wide as saucers as she breathed, "Goodness, babe. What sort of people have you been working with?"

Simone When I was younger, my mother would sit me by the fire and tell me the same story she told every night. The story of the great black witch, Marinthia Galma. She was one of the most powerful necromancers to ever exist until she let her pride consume her. Until she started to want more.

"Clarke, wake up. We have to go" my father said as he took my suitcase underneath the bed. Growing up, we had always been on the run. My father and mother have been hunted down by both of their clans since I was born. Vampires and Werewolves alike. Both clans never supported their matrimony because of a prophecy. It was said that the child they will bear, is a monster and will be the end of the vampire and werewolf race. I was that child, I am the first of my kind.

I instantly interrupted her as she tried to come up with more questions. "That's all well and good, but yesterday I met a maid who stated my vampire or kindred will explain to me what being claimed is. Up until now, I've been able to deduce that Vamp is just a shorthand for vampire, but what does Kindred mean and what does it mean to be claimed?" Curious, I asked an inquiry. It is reasonable to assume that learning about them couldn't injure me any more than it already has because I already knew too much about their existence and they wouldn't let me leave.