My Vampire Husband Is Trapped In Hell นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He grinned darkly. “Who are you guys?” I asked, flinching, my voice trembling. “Your husband didn’t give you an orientation? Oh, wait—he’s dead. Didn’t you kill him?” “I didn’t kill him…” I whispered. “Well… he’s dead,” the man replied. “Your husband owed me a lot of money, and I need my money. His family said you’ll be taking responsibility. That’s why I decided to pay you a visit. When am I getting my money?” He yelled, and I took a deep breath, trying to stop my hands from shaking.

Lucian would wire a bomb to this man’s chest and watch him explode in the front yard. “I do. Not only would he kill you…but he wouldn’t be happy with me either.” His eyes narrowed. “Would he hurt you?” “I don’t know. He’s not usually violent with me, but he’s a very violent man.” “Not usually?” he asked, acid in his tone. I didn’t want to spend the evening being pissed off at my husband. I wanted a night of intense passion, intense fucking, and intense memories I could touch myself to later. “Anyway…it’s just tonight.”

He took off his glove and exposed his hand. Lifting up the husband’s shirt, he began to work with haste. Running his finger down his torso, the dark man sliced the husband open with ease and he began to bleed. Satisfied with his work, the dark man got up and walked away. The husband’s blood was pooling onto the kitchen floor. Shortly after the mysterious man left, the husband began to twitch and the wife took a breath of air. In the distance, the vampire could hear a new heart beat coming from the house he’d just left. The corner of his lip slightly turned upward as he continued on his way through the night.

Chances are, he already knew but didn’t say anything because he found the thought of this poor woman jumping up in the middle of the ceremony to object hilarious, and wanted to see a rabid wolf eat my pancreas for being a home-wrecker in front of the upper crust of Vampyre society. “—never heard of anything like it.” I halt abruptly, because— My husband. My husband is here, at the bottom of the stairs.

I felt a throbbing veins on my head and I passed out. I was in my room thinking about the future of us and the people here in Newark. I was worried what would happened to us now. I dialled my husband's number to let him know the situation here. His phone is ringing. He picked up my call. " Hello! Yes hon?" His voice echoed like he's in the hotel room. I tried to hold back my tears, wiping my runny nose and controlling my sniffing sound. " Hon, we have a problem here", I told him. He's been travelling in different countries for a month. " What problem? I'm in Shangri-la Hotel here in the Philippines honey. I'll be living tomorrow", it seems like he's in a rush. I took a deep breath. " Cancel

But from the other side of the hall came the stifled crying of one of the women. I followed the sound with my eyes. Not far off, a young couple clung tightly to each other. The husband a vampire, the wife a human, just like us. When the attack came, that vampire husband had pulled his wife into his arms almost before it began. And even with the danger past, he still hadn't let go. He bent to kiss her forehead, murmuring comfort to her over and over. “It's over now.” “Don't be afraid. I'm right here.”

I rolled down the glass of my car and aimed my gun at the security guard who was dumbstruck looking at me. Flicking twice the metal at his way, I indicated him to open the gate. "Fast." He shuddered under my command and immediately press the unique code. It opened and I looked at the rare view mirror to find some of the guards of my husband speeding towards my direction. The gate of freedom was open and now nothing can stop me leaving this hell. Yes, it’s a mansion of hell with him as devil. He built this cage where every night he traumatized my heart and body.

He pushed me at an arm's length away from him but still didn't let go of my shoulders and said staring straight into my eyes. "I will never hurt anyone you love. Your sister was never abducted. Pure-blooded vampires have special abilities. I have telepathy and Damon has hypnotism, the ability to tamper with someone’s memories and brain.” My head felt like it was going to explode. What kind of plot twist was this now?

As their leader, I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give them justice. Howard wasn't listening to him anymore. His mind spun as he murmured to himself, "How… How could this happen? Why is it Wendy? Why didn't she tell me that she was trapped in the mountains? She didn't tell me..." He sprinted toward the car, frantically pulling out his phone and dialing my number. His eyes locked onto the phone sealed in the transparent evidence bag. When the screen lit up, the word "Husband" flashed on it. His legs gave out beneath him, and he crumpled to the ground in sheer terror. "How is this even possible? Why didn't she tell me? If she had just said something, I would have saved her first!"

Violet pushed her husband to the front of the car. He sat in the driver's seat with his hands gripping the steering wheel. He contemplated ramming through the blockade, but the light bulbs in his head went off. "Fuck this," he exclaimed as he grabbed the driver's door and began to open it. "Marvin, I'm your wife," Violet pleaded. "Yes, but you're not worth my life," he stated, before shoving his hands up in the air and jumping out of the vehicle. "Asshole," Violet shouted at him.