.Bloody And Dangerous.

Warming up to cold blood

I tossed and turned the nightmares enveloping me, it all started the same, I was young my hair short and cut nicely as my mother always tried to keep it. At the moment I was running through the long corridors looking for my parents but I couldn't find them, till I heard their screams and the smell of burning flesh as it filled the room, I gagged and ran in the direction of the smell. I could see the flames rising from the living room, screaming as the heat waved over my skin and saw as my family were burning and dying in front of me, I heard the screeching of tires in the driveway. Growling out I ran to the entrance of the mansion and saw three cars pulling out of the court yard all black, tinted windows, but the odd thing was I now thought about as an adult were the markings on the outside of the car, it was a dragon with a white ring around the back left tire.


I screamed out for them to come back, the window of one of the cars opened a gloved hand threw out an abject, a ticking bomb, I was going to run when it exploded sending me flying to the ground, my vision blurred as I watched the smoke and flames rise to the sky, I was never going to see my family again.

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I flew up from bed breathing deeply, I was covered in sweat. God dammit it was the same damn dream every single night! "Dammit" I huffed out, breathing I became aware of the body next to me that was now sitting up. Looking at her, her eyes were staring at me in wonder. "is that strange?" she asked raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean strange? what's strange?" I asked back looking at her now, her hair was in curls down her back, her black nightgown hugging her slender body. "To dream? is it strange to dream I mean." She said pulling up her knees to her chest and putting her chin on them.
My eyebrows scrunched together, and I laughed "the little Valenkyne princess doesn't dream?" I said venom slipping off my tongue. She stared at me for a moment, I almost thought I saw sadness then she growled, it wasn't uncommon for vampires to not dream, the only dream I ever have is specifically.

"No, I don't for your information, because I am dead, nothing dead ever dreams, I guess except for you." She sneared out, then she got up from the bed stomping off to the bathroom and slamming the door. I chuckled and laid back, wow she was a feisty one.

She came back out her hair was up in a ponytail, she walked to the closet glaring at me as she did and went in. When she came out, she was wearing leather pants, a white almost see through tank top and a leather jacket.

"And where pray tell do you think you're going looking like that?" I asked noticing now that she did not have any bra on. Jealousy fully kicked in and I sat up. She giggled and looked me straight in the eyes "And why in the hell would I tell my captor this hmmm?" she crossed her arms.

"Yes, I am your captor and also your soon to be mate, I must know where you go." I said getting flustered by the way she spoke to me. She turned around, her teeth bearing at me, her eyes turning black. "You do not fucking speak to me like that you foul piece of shit!"  She seethed out, but that did not faze me, getting up from the bed I strode toward her form, grabbed her by her shoulders, as she tried to shake me off.

Grabbing onto her, I pulled her to me slamming her into my chest, she hissed and screeched, but it was no use, my death grip was around her. I just wanted to hug her, this is what my mother used to do if I was having a tantrum, she'd lock her arms around my little form and would hug me till I stopped struggling and would look at her.

And that's what Addilyn did, she struggled for a while, then stopped her body going almost limp, but I could feel her breath. I let go but held her shoulders so she wouldn't have a chance to move.

"Now my little princess calm down before I do that again." I said firmly, receiving a curt nod and creased eyebrows. Her eyes filled of confusion and what seemed like sadness "hugs are never given or received so willingly" she whispers under her breath. I didn't think that was actually meant for me, but I knew she wanted it to be heard. Letting her go I looked into her eyes so cold and heartless like myself but they almost looked lively against her cold skin.