In the far away land there lived a king who was known for his cruelty.he was a king who didn't give but only takes. Many folks says his name was Dracula.the meanest most feared king of all time.
When i was small we used to hear these stories from my grandmom about this king who was cruel. He lived on killing. He loved killing.but i never believed in stories like this.I was a kid who believed in seeing the proof and believing it. I wish i had taken my grandmother words seriously.
I wish i hadn't tried to find out the mysteries which i liked so much. The mysteries about him. About what happened to his life....
Why was he so cruel??***
"Why don't you let me go. It would be much better if you did" i looked at him. He always looked at me with such intensity i was always scared to look what i might find.
"How can someone live without their life. If someone could live without a life then there wouldn't be deads. You are my life i wouldn't ever be able to live"
"Don't you feel sad when someone says and calls you cruel" i asked. I hated seeing him in pain. The villagers and his people always kept on the silence they were so scared that they didn't even look at him. He just wanted the good and love and support from his people he didn't ask for more even after what they did to his....
We were at our favorite spot in the woods laying down by each other side looking at each other eyes. I had come to love his steel eyes. They hold so much pain and and intensity but when he was with me he always looked at me with so much love and admire. I get scared by that.
"I have you by my side what could possibly hurt anymore" he said while running his hand in my hair. I loved every second being with him.
"What if i die one day" i said unconsciously.i had forgotten how much he hates when i talk about my death.
His eyes darken he holded me closer as if alert he looked like he was going to kill someone right now. He growled and said
" i would bring you back from death.. I would bring you back make you mine all over. Trust me angel if something were to happen to you i would destroy this world as to what is this world or next without you. I would follow you everywhere....Even if it is to the death..........
He was always misunderstood... Always alone... Always in pain... I became his relief. His drug. His strength. But mostly i became his world.....
He became my love. My protector.. My heart belonged to him and solely to him only. He was my everything.
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DRACULA
FantasyEveryone knew the king of transalvaynia.some folks say he is a vampire, some say he is a werewolf or a witch or a demon.but i knew what he was.i knew very well what i was to him and what he was to me. The king was a powerful man he didn't believe...