KYLE'S POV, "You are driving me crazy, girl, "I said as I took her earlobes in between my teeth and scraped them sexually, her moans filled my ear and I bite it harder as I recollected all I did just to get her to be mine, that is the price every human male makes to get to date a female werewolf. It is really crazy. Now, I am no longer a human. I am now an immortal who got his own power just like every werewolf. "Wait a little," she said as she shoved me into the bed. I slumped on the bed as I attempted to quell my emotion. She twerked her asses in a way that sent some sensation down my spine, I groaned and held my dick. Suddenly she turned her face to me and I smiled, she frowned. "Who are you?" she asked me in a cozy voice as she paced up and down like a giant warrior. "What do you mean?" I asked as my gaze swiveled around and I saw the mirror overlooking her back. Has she discovered the new me? I implored in my mind. Then my eyes flickered. I stood up in speed and strode to the window and looked up at the stars. "I am a Vampire!" I yelled. There were four werewolves kingdoms in the oasis of Credos and those kingdoms enclosed human beings. There were restrictions and regulations guiding the peaceful co-existence between the four kingdoms and the humans for many years without any bleach. Until a college boy turned into a Vampire. The boy was always treated badly by the humans, especially his stepmother. He returned back home without anyone observing that he had died, he started attempting to unravel who he had become, he uncovered his new abilities and researched them. Without the human's awareness, he snipped himself and dipped his blood into liquor at a party, thus turning those who taste out of the liquor into Vampires. He compelled an army of Vampires and perpetrated anything to avenge the werewolves. Will the werewolves condone this? When the vampire boy and the daughter of one of the Alphas were mates? And the same girl was assigned to coax him into their den. Will she decide on love or her people? And there existed a brave human, HUNTER, who when others were terrified, was called to challenge and annihilate the Vampires. Will he accomplish his goals with the help of his siblings, the werewolves and daughter who is the Vampire boy and Werewolf girl's classmate and the Vampire boy's secret crushes?
Kyle's pov
It's been exactly a week since that awful incident happened, but yet, I could neither talk of it nor had the memory left my head.
It was like, something punched the repeat button on my brain remote control so that only that ugly event played in my mind. It's not like I've had any pleasant events anyways. Or maybe I have... However, whatever good memory I had died alongside my parents seven years ago.
I was only ten when my parents had an automobile crash that took their life. At that time, Alpha Aloysius, the ruler of one of the four werewolf kingdoms that surrounded the human village, just had a son, and he had invited everybody to the celebration.
The peaceful coexistence that ensued between the humans and werewolves at that time was strict because of some restrictions, rules, and regulations that governed them all.
Everybody, including the inhabitants of the other three werewolf kingdoms and the humans too, was invited. However, despite how my mother, in particular, had coaxed me into going with them, I refused to go. And it is that simple refusal that probably kept me alive till today.
However, the event of seven days ago made me question the reason behind my existence. I was better off dead anyway. I should have gone with mama and papa to the Alpha's ceremony, the weakness in me thought. I should have died with them.
It was cold. I felt my pulse quickening, almost like I could hear the snapping and buckling of my bones. My mind was in disarray. A mirror of my past, I might add. Fragments of these memories came crashing down on my senses, and even in my sleep, I could hear distant noise, heartbeat, and footsteps that disturbed my rest.
*The sun had dropped and abandoned the sky, and the moon was crimson red, looking as though it sought blood. The night bird flew over, around, and about it as I continued to run wild inside the thick bush. The echoes of my chasers close on my heels. The air thickened around me as I tried to run quicker. They were behind me, hunting and chasing me like I was the plague. My leg caught up with a tree root which made me double over, and I fell headfirst right into the big tree standing in my front, and I passed out on the ground immediately.*
*The giant black creature hovering around the moon descended low, sailed over my head, and sat on my head. "Wake up!" I heard the voice whistling. "Arise!" it seemed like it commanded.*
The voice of the creature continued to ring in me until I jumped up from my bed; my eyes snapped open. I squinted my eyes when the brightness of the sun ray almost blinded me. I yawned and scratched my eyes. It was that dream again.
It has been seven days since the accident in the thick bush. And it has been seven days since I started having this weird dream -where I fell flat on the ground, and an uncanny creature came and bid me to stand up.
It wasn't just about the dream. It was the seventh day those weird feelings started. The one where I feel the presence of something around me when in fact, I was always alone. I sat up from my bed to adjust the old ragged blinds hanging on my window to minimize the light that came into my room, and that was when I saw it again.
A mimicry of the creatures from my dreams was standing on the oak tree, a few feet from my bedroom window, glaring away. But why does it seem like I could understand the sound coming from it? Although it didn't speak. I felt and heard him saying, it seemed.
The creature turned my way and looked right into my eyes, which might have seeped through my soul because as I looked right back into its eyes, what seemed to be more than just a recollection of my dreams clouded my mind.
The images were so uncanny and scary and mind wrecking too that I had to slap my eyelid shut to prevent myself from seeing more. My hands frantically shot to my ears to keep them from hearing more unnerving sounds that appeared to be coming out of the eyes of the creature... If that was even possible.
"The days of rebirth are complete. No longer a part but a whole. No longer a basic but a rare. The night calls for sharing of flesh and drinking of blood. If the moon goes thirsty, let it drink!" The creature spoke, and I heard it through my mind. But with a voice that sounded hoarse and rustic. Like an old man. And immediately, it disappeared.
What the hell? I thought and turned away from the window to the kitchen, feeling famished all of a sudden. Maybe the fall affected my brain somehow, which was why I was hallucinating, I thought.
My stomach grumped, and as I turned sideways, searching for some leftover food to eat, I caught sight of a slightly wounded rat eating from the grains on the ground. Immediately, my nose twitched in recognition of the alluring stench of blood, an act I noticed to have started for at least the last four days. My stomach groaned again in gratification.
And with desires as strong and wild as anything, I caught the rodent in one swift motion, and before I understood what I was doing, I tucked my teeth into its flesh and sucked its blood-devouring it like it's the best delicacy I've had in ages. And in truth, it was!
I jolted and reeled backward a bit when the realization of what I had done struck me, and with a pace, I never knew I had, I dashed to my bathroom and looked into the mirror to confirm my doubt, but for the life of me, I couldn't see my reflection at all.
"What the heck!" I shouted in alarm, then jumped backward. My leg hit the toilet seat at my back, and I fell, and immediately everything turned utterly black.
Meet Linda, a young widow whose billionaire husband died in a fire accident. He willed all of his properties to her before the accident, making her splendidly rich. After the death of her husband, she became sad and indifferent because he was the only person who cherished her - He took her from the street and got married to her. She didn't want to move on, but things deviated when another billionaire saw her, he fell in love with her and made advances towards her, but she turned him down. All Ethan wanted was for her to fall in love with him. He didn't want to coerce her, he just wanted her to love him without force. Although he has the money to buy her husband's company and properties. He didn't want to give up on her, he continued professing his love for her. But everything changed when both of them were kidnapped. What is going to happen when her love took hold of her? And her feelings for him superviseded her dead husband? What is going to happen when her husband whom she thought was dead, came back? Who is she going to choose: Ethan or her husband? Watch out in this battle of love and position!! Will love wins? The story is full of love, betrayal, secrets, hatred, crime, and more Love battle is the fight for the strong.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.