Laying two hours in my room lead me to stress over my memories.
Did I really do that?
Was he really speaking the truth?
I was drawn out of my thoughts when I heard a series of glass breaking.
My heart raced with scenarios that could match those sounds. I cautiously walked down the stairs, only to hear heavy grunts. Sounds of furniture flipped and thrown here and there.
I just so happened to see exactly when the mysterious man hit Oliver on the head, sending him to the floor at his feet, in a sleeping manner. I was smart enough to know vampire didn't give up easily and neither did they sleep. I found Oliver's men scattered through out the room, lying on there backs and stomachs, knocked out.
Panic flew through me. If they were hurting everyone who lived here, they were most likely going to kill me next then. I had to make my escape.
I turned around ready to leap for an escape, but I was spotted.
"So your the next queen"
This man's voice alone sent a negative vibe. What did he want with me?
"Sorry honey, but your coming with me" the man pounced on me with a cloth slapped on my face.
"Sleep tight"
The darkness swirled into view entirely after.
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*Slap*
"Wake up!" A man's voice shouted.
I groaned in response. My body soon became aware to the rope tied around me to a chair in the middle of a very large room. Except it was more like a huge garage with parked cars.
Didn't they know that I could easily break free from his soft material? I was like super woman. Strong for a new vampire.
"I wouldn't try to escape if I were you" the man had caught me wiggling about in tight ropes. "My men have you surrounded"
I lifted my head up slowly and danced my eyes around the place. It was a fact that I was surrounded by heavy built vampire men. "I don't think petty men can hold my wrath for a long time" I said dangerously calm.
"Wrath? Now we're getting somewhere" the stupid man took a seat in front of me, all the while eyeballing me.
I couldn't believe I was kidnapped yet again. Third time in my entire life. Normal people rarely got kidnapped at least once.
The man was average looking. Black hair, brown eyes, fairly lean, but obviously looking like a control freak. His eyes showed traces of anger and war. He wanted something but didn't know how he was going to get it for sure. He looked... slightly dull-witted.
'Oliver is totally gonna pay now', was what I could hear from this vampire's dumb brain.
"Since we are on the subject of wrath, I'd like to explain my wrath that your apart of" dumb butt said.
"You see I hate, ever so deeply-"
"Oliver" I finished, seeming bored.
He looked agitated by my words of interruption.
"Yes, I loathe Oliver. Guess why" he challenged.
"Because he has power and you don't" I smirked.
"Because he chooses power before any real friends" he concluded.
"So what am I to assist you with?" I asked sarcastically.
"You are going to help me get back at Oliver"
"How?" I asked.
"By being my prisoner" he smirked.
I gave a pitiful sigh.
"What?" he demanded.
"I've heard that before. What are you going to do so bad to me? Tie me like a dog? Slap me till I bleed? Or better yet threaten someone I know?" I asked tired.
"No. Simply make you a million dollar weapon"
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After my ropes were loose, I stretched out my limbs, ever so casually.
"So what's the plan?" I asked.
The man pointed at the phone.
"What about it?" I asked.
"Beg for your life, like your life depends on it" the man said.
"Why? To who?" I asked unsure what I was hearing.
"I'm going to trade you to Oliver for money. Simple as that" he replied.
Oh. I could totally get Oliver in the butt with my worried voice.
"Alright" I agreed.
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Bound To The Dark Royal Vampire {Book 2: The Dark Royal Vampire Series} | ✔️
Wampiry"Well, now you're officially mine" he said taking a few steps towards me. "But I don't have feelings for you like I do towards Darren" I argued. "It was an illusion, Candice. Didn't he tell you about the eternal mark?" ---- The secrets of Candice...
