Flora. An innocent nineteen year old, who has incredible abilities, but doesn't know why.
Alexander. A ruthless, power hungry vampire, who's been searching for centuries for a witch powerful enough to complete a certain spell for him.
What happens...
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Floras POV: Yesterday went a lot better once Alex had left.
He makes me feel all nervous, and the only thing I can think about when I'm around him is how beautiful he is...
I know I shouldn't because he kidnapped me, but... I feel like theres something more to him, other than anger and hostility.
We could become friends, like Ruth and I!
I continued to walk downstairs to the kitchen then grabbed my milk and cereal so I could make myself a bowl of cereal.
I placed everything down on the table then began to concentrate hard on the box of cereal.
Come on...
Then it slowly started to raise from the table and tilted to the side, pouring my lucky charms into the porcelain bowl, before floating back down onto the table.
Yes!
I then looked at the milk and concentrated on getting the lid off first.
This time was a lot easier and the lid flew straight off, flying across the room.
Oops... maybe I was concentrating a bit too hard.
I then watched as the milk raised into the air this time then began to pour the perfect amount over my cereal before dropping back down to the table.
I just made myself cereal without even touching it!
I quickly stood up and grabbed the lid for the milk, before putting it back on then running over to my fridge to put it back.
When I turned around, Alexander was stood in the doorway watching me, making me jump.
The vampires in this house really need to stop doing that...
"Good morning!" I smiled at him as I walked back over to the island, then sat down and began to eat my cereal.
He ignored me then walked over to his fridge and got himself a blood bag before appearing in front of me, now sat on the other side of the island.
Oh my... he's actually sitting with me!
Don't think about him- he'll hear you!
Umm flowers, and... piglets- and cows!
"Do the thing." He ordered as he ripped open the blood bag, then began to squeeze out the blood and drink it as of it was a Capri sun.
Gross...
"Well that's just rude. I don't judge you for your weird milk and sugar concoction that you're eating over there." He frowned as he gestured to my cereal, then I smiled at him nervously.
"Sorry..."
He's right, I guess it is kinda rude... humans aren't the only beings in the world...
"You're not human, you're a witch... but you are a mortal witch. Now do the floaty thing." He demanded again as he took another sip of blood. "But not with me this time!"
