My Vampire Husband Is Trapped In Hell นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he said. "Stop this bullshit dad. I knew it and you will never change. You always do this. I told you, I love her, and don't try to break us. That will never happen," Xavier pointed his finger to his dad. He pulled my hand and dragged me out of the house. I didn't dare to look back, I just followed my husband to his car. He drove the car and the bodyguards were in another car, behind us. I remained silent sitting in the car. My husband's eyes were focused on the road. I can still see rage flowing through him like lava.

"Vampires also swing their pheromones everywhere like that! " My wife got screwed by one of her bloodsuckers! Twenty years of marriage, two children and she is crossed out with one of her sharp teeth, overnight! After so long, no one will make me believe that she left of her own free will! We can't do anything, nature hasn't given us the right weapons... A few minutes pass before I dare speak again. "Your wife... do you have any news about her?" " She's dead... That damn bloodsucker went too far with her. I learned it when the conciliation brigade came to the house for compensation. As if money could replace my little Laure..."

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

I’m just a game he’s playing. Whoever sent me this note knows that and wants me to get video evidence. He turned off the lights, and deliberately scared her. They both looked so wasted. I turned on the recorder. He dived into the bed, and speedily pushed his weapon of mass destruction into the witch’s cave. She screamed in pleasure. I couldn’t believe someone could actually enjoy this torment. The way he handled her, you’d think we’d never done it since we got married. They were both enjoying it. Did I care? Absolutely not. He could have her.

“What was that? Say it again.” “I didn’t—” “The vampire thing. You haven’t used that excuse in a while.” “It’s not an excuse! He is dangerous!” “And so am I. But it’s not entirely about what he’s done to you, is it? It’s what he is that truly bugs you. Can’t have your daughter being with a vampire, can you?” “What the fuck are you even on about?” His eyes were red now. It had been too long since she’d seen him like this. Kerry swallowed nervously. She backed away once more and felt the back of her legs hit the edge of the sofa. Sometimes she forgot—forgot that her husband wasn’t human.

But before I could complete my words, his response came cutting me off my words, "Apology? He sneered at me, his words echoing in the foyer, bearing the weight of his anger, "Do you think an apology would repair the damage you've caused?" He thundered like an angry god of war, while I stared at him, in an energy matching his, "Whether you like it or not Elsa, you're my wife and I've bought you with your father's debt," he continued, tightening his grip on my wrist again as he drew me closer to him, "But don't let that fool you, you're no different from my slave because I'm so going to make you pay for what you've done to me." He spat, his words dripping with hatred with no regard for my feel

"Enough." "The way you're acting right now is pathetic." "If this keeps up, there's no point in this marriage continuing." Divorce. He said it like it was nothing—yet it landed precisely on my throat. "Enough with the theatrics," he said. "A half-blood with no father, no vampire protection—you really think that child would survive out there?" "No matter how powerful your father is, he can't stay in the vampire world." As his words sank in, the emotion drained from my face, piece by piece.

Part of the reason I'd defied my father and chosen a vampire was because I truly believed in their nature. Vampires were loyal to their mates—forever. I had desperately wanted that kind of marriage, that kind of love. I'd believed that one day, Jason would feel the same. But I was wrong. He'd married me under duress, and all he wanted was a hybrid heir. Every way I'd tried to please him only made him despise me more—a clingy woman who couldn't even produce a child. To disgust me and make me give up sooner, he'd never even bothered finding a steady companion. Instead, he brought a different woman home every time.

Keelin's face was white. She did not want to die, and she did not want to die like that. “Calm down.” Lars' voice turned unusually gentle. “How can I be calm right now!” Keelin almost shouted. The person she loved with all her heart, the husband who lived with her for three years was a vampire, a bloodsucker to maintain life. So, tell her how to calm down. Keelin sobbed in helplessness. “Please Lars… I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have seduced you, shouldn't have tied you up, shouldn't have used that first night to take away your freedom… shouldn’t love you…”