CASSANDRA'S POV:
It was almost night.
The moon shined bright in my eyes as I walked on to the window, just to see my dad in his secret place with his hunting colleagues, daydreaming, his hand uncomfortably placed on his cheek, probably already planning for the "big" hunting gig ~ which was exactly tomorrow around 12 hours at midnight, when the sparkling sun sets out to sleep and the dark moon rises above.
As I found myself staring patiently, I zoned back in and walked over to the stairs and climbed them up. There were a lot of stairs in our little cottage. I mean, it wasn't a little cottage. It had 2 stairs, a small garden and a library. But it was all just hopelessly small ~ quoted by my father. He thinks we're poor. Also everybody thinks we're poor ~ like almost anybody in this dumpster town. But my question was what could a girl wish for more? Actually you know, I wasn't like other girls. I was born to a rich family of hunters ~ Vampire hunters. We were one of a kind, we practically helped people to get rid of those nasty creatures, but my father ~ the cherished leader, still wasn't happy.
He wanted more...and more, and more, and more.
I held these words on my heart as I stumbled upon the big stairs, until I finally got to my little room, and layed onto my little tiny bed. I sighed.
„What a long day.“
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Whispering Weapon 💋🔪
Teen FictionA soft, charming girl Cassandra Helsing is born to a poor and unrespected family of Vampire hunters ~ Dark, mysterious and flirty boy Quinn Lars Devilliers is a Vampire royal prince, soon to be king, living locked in a palace. The royal blood ball i...
