My Vampire Husband Is Trapped In Hell Novels & Stories

“I’m a vampire and you’re my human.” What the hell did he just say? And just like the snap of one’s fingers, the trance I’m in breaks instantly at his preposterous words. All those happy thoughts become insane and I turn red at such outrageous feelings. My hand that’s clenching his now goes lifeless and his hold is the one to tighten as I try yanking the trapped hand out of his grasp. “Vampire? You’re crazy, like seriously messed up in the head.” My finally free index finger jabs my temple to further amplify the point made.

“There were other cases like this in the city, grandfather. We've discovered that there are an increased number of missing women daily. You know what this means, right?” Her grandfather doesn't know how to react even though he knows what Akira means. “I think there was a breach. I believe some vampires have already escaped the Riparian zone and sneaked in to mate with our female citizens to produce dhampir.” Akira muttered but enough for her grandfather to hear. Anger is evident in her voice despite having a cold expression.

Lucien slipped back into his usual habit of blaming me. That was all it took for Vicky to steady herself again, even letting a faint, smug smile surface. My chest rose and fell violently with anger. This vampire had lived for centuries, yet learned nothing. Even now, he lacked the courage to admit his own mistakes. This was the man I had loved for three years. Vampire loyalty to marriage was nothing but a joke. Claire spoke before I could. “Don’t push it too far?” she lashed out.

So her husband was part vampire now. “Hon, wake up. I’m horny.” If she hadn’t been pretending, she would’ve facepalmed. This husband of hers really had no shame. Did he forget they weren’t home? She calmed herself. Gian was dangerous—she was so easy to give in. Honestly, it was crazy. He probably wanted to turn someone else’s house into a motel. She wasn’t worried about herself, she was more worried about the bed. It looked like one wrong move would make it collapse.

She didn’t care. ⸻ “Come on, baby, just untie the bonds and we’ll be out of here—” Kerry stepped forward, leaned in close, and punched her husband right in his stupid face. “Ow! What the hell, Kerry?!” “That’s for thinking you can manipulate me.” “I’m not manipulating you, I swear.” The slight bruising around his nose from her hit was already fading. Vampires healed fast—how unfortunate. “There’s something wrong with you.”

Glad that I once had an ex-boyfriend who was a medical practitioner before I got married to Richard, my ex-husband. I heard a vase falling behind me. It took me a second to realize that what I had done earlier was wrong, utterly wrong that put us on the cliff. The devil in black is already here, standing by the door of the maid’s quarters. And since I locked all the doors via Denver’s phone and it can only be unlocked through his fingerprint, I have brought us into hell. We are trapped. And heaven knows how many more minutes we have before we depart towards it.

So I fired at him in response to his earlier comment, “I was just hoping to keep the the creepy stalker vibes off of me. I’m well aware that a little piece of black tourmaline won’t keep vampires away.” “So you know what I am then, mate?” I went a little slack jawed at that. Mate? I was his mate? “Witches don’t have mates,” I scoffed. “But vampires do,” he replied with a slick tone that said ‘I’m more clever than you.’ That got on my nerves a little bit. “We are not mates,” I said and turned to walk away. I needed a drink. And maybe a cigarette. And I definitely needed to consult the cards tonight.

I closed my eyes, wondering whether to find some way to beg Adrian again, when the phone rang. It was my father. He hadn't contacted me in close to nine years. Not until last year, when an old marriage contract surfaced between the Valerie family and the vampire North. Rumor said the Lord of the North was a monster who ate humans alive. Years ago, he'd lost a power struggle with the current Prince and withdrawn to the North of his own accord. The cold there was endless. No ordinary human could survive it. For years, no vampire noble and no human had been willing to marry into it, and the Northern Lord remained unwed, so he'd dug out that old contract, only to give his people some kind of ans

He loved me, he truly did, but as a vampire ruler, he could not escape the pressure to continue his ancient bloodline. And at every Kindred gathering, the old-fashioned elders would whisper in his ear about the importance of pure blood. It was in a moment of weakness that he had become involved with his childhood friend. But he had never intended to abandon me. In his long, eternal life, I was his only sun, his only acknowledged wife. He never thought that a single moment of greed and obsession would completely destroy the sacred pact of the last five years, driving away the most irreplaceable light of his life.

Elena's POV The blood was draining out of me through the hole in my chest. I lay there shaking, my mind slipping in and out of consciousness from the pain. Even now, I couldn't stop replaying that final scene. Ryan, my beloved husband, now the crowned Vampire Prince, stood in his finest clothes, his arm wrapped around Vicky. He looked at me with cold, contemptuous eyes. “You have no use to me anymore,” he said. Vicky wore the ruby necklace my mother had left me. She was smiling as she drove the knife into my chest.