When you turn towards the light,
the shadows will stay behind you.
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Dawn's POV
The sound of wings.
Cold air brushing my skin.
Arms wrapped around me tightly.
A hard large body pressed onto mine.
Surrounded by darkness...
The only thing I could see were two eyes. Who reflected the light of the moon.
I didn't know where I was, who was taking me or where we were going, but I knew I was safe. There was no need to worry.
I rested my head on his bare chest and closed my eyes. The sound of a heartbeat... His heartbeat.
My body relaxed and I wrapped my arms around him on his lower back. His muscles tensed and relaxed in harmony with the sounds of his wings. I brought my hands slowly up until they reached the place where his wings started.
When an angry rumbling growl resonated from his chest.
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My eyes flew wide open and I inhaled deeply. I quickly sat up straight, but regretted this reaction deeply when my head pounded and a heavy headache was soon to follow. Placing my hands on top of my head to hold it in place and stop the spinning.
Oh God, where did I wake up this time?!
My surrounding was more than pleasantly warm.
The floor was hard and a little cold. Which was surprisingly refreshing.
My eyes started to adjust to the bright light, surveying my surroundings. Stripes? Bars?!
I touched the cold metal pipes. Definitely bars! Am I in a prison? It looks more like a 2 by 2 meters cage...
Has someone held me hostage?! What the hell is going on here?!
My memories flooded back to me. Bits and pieces, like the bodies on the floor, painted in red.
I started freaking out and without even giving it a second thought I started screaming: "Help! Help me!"
Again regret filled my mind as my head was filled with pain.
Within seconds a door openend and a panicked woman ran towards me. Making me scream even louder.
"Shh!! Be quiet! Our master will be..." She cringed. "very... displeased if we woke him up this time of the day."
She had a beautiful and kind face. Probably not even 18 years old and an Italian accent.
Mahogany brown hair and a face full of cute little freckles.
It's a good thing the room's temperature is so warm, because her clothing didn't leave any part for imagination. A short black pants, just covering her round hips and but with a sleeveless purple crop top.
Her beauty caught me off guard, but soon I remembered the situation I was in and her strange choice of words.
"Our master?! What the hell are you talking about? And where am I?!" I was confused before she came storming in, but now I was beyond lost.
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Savage's Secret
Vampire• warning: this is a mature and dark vampire story • ••• I could only wait for the day to come. When the future, predicted in the past, would become my present. Time is such a strange concept. ••• Surrounded by the smell of sweet flowers and the fre...
