Bittersweet

Chapter 1 - Intoductions

Victoria's POV

How would you feel if you woke up one day, and you parents were taken away from you for the rest of eternity?

Terrible, I'm guessing.

So let me ask you this: How you feel if you woke up one day and realised that not just your parents, but your entire village had been annihilated as every single member of you family had been viciously assassinated in front of your 7 year old self?

Whatever your answer is, it's nothing close to what I felt.

Of course, at the time the only thing I could feel was pure and utter fear, I mean, what else could an innocent 7-year old feel watching her entire life come crashing down in a matter of minutes?

Wait, what was that?

Oh, who dared to slaughter an entire village filled with delightful, decent Indian-English snake shifters you ask?

The Royals.

My worst enemy. And who am I you ask? Their worst nightmare.

You probably don't understand fully, how about I give you a flashback.

It was a dark night-

Just kidding, that's not how it began. This is how it happened:

It was a day just like any other. Sun was shining in the sky and all the other things you read in books and watch in movies were actually real.

It was picture perfect.

And as if the scene wasn't filmy enough, the clouds decided to take over the sunny day, dropping the weight of its droplets over our village.

It was a rather small village known as Amravit located in South East England close to Canterbury. Its population was filled with snake shifters or weresnakes as humans would refer to it.

Unlike the famous breed of werewolves, snake shifters were a whole new thing. Yes, we could magically shift into snakes just like werewolves, but our powers were slightly different to theirs.

Firstly, werewolves' posses the ability to heal quickly and their senses are much more intensified than humans or other shifters, weresnakes however, didn't have that ability. What we did have was the ability to compel humans and take the face and form of anyone we wanted.

Moving on:

As soon as the droplets began falling from the sky, every kid playing in the open air was sent inside the houses to keep safe as it was strongly believed that with the rain came the enemies of the dark.

However it just happened to be that on that peculiar day my step-sister and I decided to disobey the rules and hide out in our little, fragile tree house.

We were in the middle of playing a simple game of scrabble when we were interrupted with the abrupt sound of screaming and shouting coming from the outside. My step-sister was only 3 at the time, so it didn't occur to me to leave her alone in a tree house to go explore the chaos. I had decided to remain stationary in the place I was and let the elders handle the situation.

I mean, what could go wrong? After all, we were all snake shifters.

But it did go wrong.

The royals stormed in our land sweeping us off everything we owned. Our land, our people, our gold, everything.

The entire village looked like a war scene pulled out of any book or movie, blood staining the grounds and the shattering of glass and other material being disposed off on the floors. It was then I made my decision to huddle up in a corner with my step-sister in my lap and protect her from the terrifying events of our present.

The little naïve bundle of joy only trembled in my arms, the sound of death and chaos soaking her completely.

It was when it was completely over; I dared to peek an eye out the tree house, noticing that every single thing had been wiped out of our village.

I had made a decision then to leave the empty village and never look back.

I took the few pounds of money in the tree house along with some blankets and food, and fled.

A 7-year old on the streets with a 3-year old begging and stealing for money it became for years until we were finally taken in after 2 years of hell.

An elderly widowed woman by the name of Linda Parker took had gratefully noticed the unfortunate standards we lived in and offered us everything we lacked, including love.

She brought us up, sent us to school, gave us food, home, education, shelter, and everything we wanted. Alas, her life came to an end too soon.

She had left us her money, her house and everything but herself.

Now, how does and entire were snake population get wiped out?

Werewolves. Not just any, but the Royal family of werewolves in England, the strongest packs around Europe.

Why, you ask?

Gold.

Every year, on the 11th of November every fully shifted Weresnake removes their snake skin and donates it at the door of our god, Lord Shiva, and in exchange, we are gifted with gold as a sign of appreciation and gratitude. But It's not just any gold, it's holy gold.

You must be thinking, what the actual hell is going on right now?

Well, if you thought that a werewolf story is as crazy as it can get, welcome to the next level of crazy.

It has been 17 years to the past, but if there was one thing Snakes were not good at doing that was forgiving or forgetting, and there was no way in hell I was going to live without ending the life of the Royals.

You've probably already watched and read enough about people taking revenge.

Well, my name is Victoria Roy and this is my story about revenge.

A/N

There goes the introduction to my next book! Like it? Hate it? Thoughts on Victoria?? Future predictions? Comment below and let me know what you think! I'm going to do my best to upate as frequently as possible so hopefully you won't have to wait that long for the next update but just incase I don't update before next year, Happy New Year to all my readers!!

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