Rufus Kindred Novels & Stories

“Exactly. Ava’s so selfish and impulsive. She knew her kidneys were the best match for Sophia, but she kept pretending to be sick just to avoid donating.” My youngest brother, Chris Blythe, added. I stared at them. Each word they said was like a needle stabbing straight into my heart. I only had one kidney left! How could I possibly donate it to someone else? Then, they used to call me their sensible little princess. Now, just because I wouldn’t give my last kidney, I’m unreasonable? I was the one they spoiled like a princess my entire life! However, ever since Sophia Foster came into the picture, I somehow have a “princess complex”.

"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.

He knew that it was pointless to count on his useless son, who was not only useless but also selfish to the core. Rufus knew that he didn’t have any more dices up his sleeve. Although he had been pretending to be an old man who lost his soul, in secret, he had been trying to contact his old friend, his benefactor from all those years ago. No matter how or which number he tried, they all came back with the same answer, silence. At this point in life, as things stood now, there was no one other than this son that he could rely on.

Elders dreamed of days long past, their breaths soft in rooms filled with the scent of old wood and new stories. ‎ ‎I was the hush that falls when someone first steps into the garden. ‎ ‎Rex is the steady warmth rising from the earth on cold mornings. ‎ ‎We are the reason strangers feel, without knowing why, that they have come home. ‎ ‎The pack is no longer a pack in the old sense. It is a loose, sprawling kinship that stretches across continents and species, bound not by blood or territory but by a shared way of living. They call themselves the Kindred now. They meet once a year beneath the oak, not for ceremony or law-giving, but simply to be together. To tell stories. To plant something

I glanced at him watching his people proudly but a glint of sadness is showing behind in his eyes. "I, the future king of Rosla, came here to see the evolution of this magnificent hospital that changed the history of Rosla and Yerilin. This hospital saved millions of people who were hurt, threatened and faced death situations that they didn't have any choice." Rhyker said as he held his swords tightly, he matured over a year. The death of his younger brother bothered him so much that he had to mature quickly in a year, 21 is the age to have fun as a student in university but no, at 21 the royal members need to take over their roles, their responsibility.

Tilaine defends Rufus. "Rufus is your cousin?" Seriously? So that is why he saw the two talking earlier. "Yes! Ruthless Fusser dela Vega is my second cousin. He is the son of uncle Ken Rick, my daddy's cousin." "Hell no… He's the grandson of the founder," Luca exclaimed, frowning, referring to the founder of the Underground Society. "Why do my rivals always be of a higher rank on the underground?" First, Wregan the son of the current Underground Society king. Then now, the grandson of the founder. F*ck!

As I was scrolling I saw a post about one of our friends, Rozz. Hmmm so he's going back. We are not close but we are not that distant either. I guess that's right, troops are like that. Not that I don't like him but there is something really in him. He was creepy when it came to Cassandra, if he acted it was as if he owned her. I told Cassandra that but what can I expect from a woman who has never seen the real world? When I scrolled again I was momentarily stunned to see the unexpected person in my feed.

I folded myself into the jamb and let the house have the rest of me. The intern—Jamie—moved through rooms with the careless grace of an ungutted animal. His heart beat quick and curious, skipping whenever he found an artifact that confirmed the romance he had brought with him: a fan packed in tissue, a bundle of letters tied in ribbon, a photograph of a family trying to hold still forever. His careless mouth had opened this door. That same mouth could open a hundred coffins if the world were so unlucky.

Like 'Scandalous Me' which its premiere she will attend later. "Oh, you came!" Adam raised his hand, said hello. "Sit down." Adam tapped the sofa beside him but In Ha chose to sit the opposite. She naturally sat beside Arthur. Arthur introduced the three of them to In Ha. The four of them held a surnamed 'Kim', which made In Ha frown. Alex patiently gave him an explanation. "Well, Arthur, Anna and I were orphans, then Adam's parents graciously adopted and made us brothers to this man."

Jeffrey crossed his arms as Ryan clenched his fists. "You just can't--" Ryan was saying but Jeffrey interrupted again. Apparently he wasn't done talking. "Also enough with the ungrateful talk. I did give you a choice to come along with us but you refused spouting nonsense about keeping Rita's dream alive. You dare not say you aren't a Zintez either as I send you five million per year to use for your up keep since we left, everything about all the vehicles is funded by my company and the house is always stashed with food as I make sure you get supplied with foodstuffs enough to feed the whole army every month! If you still claim you aren't of my blood I'll demand for a refund of all the money