Her Dark Demons

Prologue

MARIA BEAUMONT

A broken heart is something I've never experienced before. I honestly had never thought I would ever experience it in my lifetime either but I have and it is the most painfully annoying thing any creature, living or undead can ever experience.


Frost seems to be my kryptonite in more ways than one. I loved him, honestly and truly before and even after our wedding. It was only after my coronation,my love had faltered. That was the first time I had been heart broken. I felt like he didn't need me anymore and it hurt. I stopped caring afterwards. I needed to focus on myself, on the fact that I was finally queen and that pretty much lasted a few centuries before I was murdered.


The second time I've experienced heart break was when I heard Frost was marrying that wretched Mary. I thought distracting myself with Erebus would work and it did, for about the duration of time our distracting activities lasted. When I had left Erebus' room that day, my thoughts of Frost returned and it was pure agony.


I didn't understand why my feelings for Frost returned. Maybe it was the fact that Mary's presence had brought back feelings I thought died within him so many centuries ago. His eyes lit up when she was around, whether or not he realized it, she lit this beautiful flame within him. He was so full of life and love around her.


That made me jealous. I hated how she could do that to him but I also hated myself for feeling things I thought I had buried long ago for Frost when I looked at the way he looked at her. I hated her even more for making Frost lose all trust in me.


Maybe Mary's right. Maybe she shouldn't trust me. God knows if I had my way, I would kill her in a heartbeat without regrets. I hate her very existence. She sickens me. It frustrates me to no end how innocent she acts and how everyone thinks she's the purest type of life form to walk this wretched earth.


She is me. She will turn out like me, whether she likes it or not, and when the day that Mary turns dark finally comes, I will revel in the fact that she has destroyed everything she swore she would protect. It would be like Christmas morning all over again and it will be marvelous.


AUTHOR'S NOTE

I actually promised myself that I wouldn't post the prologue to Her Dark Demons until I finished editing His Bloody Bride but as you can see, I can't keep promises to myself for shit. Soooo.

This is also a little present for you amazingly lovely people who have been so patient with me and my irregular updates and also for continuing to vote, comment and follow me. I LOVE Y'ALL OHMYGOSH.


I promise to put up Chapter 1 as soon as I'm done editing His Bloody Bride or finish writing five chapters of Her Dark Demons (Writing up Chapter 3 offline at the moment). Whichever one comes first.


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