Forbidden Love story?
Pfft no. Well. Maybe. Really forbidden. A vampire and a werewolf??? Doesn't sound right, huh? Well, they say love can triumph over anything, right? Find out in "Our Love is Timeless."
A vampire, Elijah James, wakes up with no...
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Elijah's Pov
I have felt as if something was missing for the past five months, but I could not exactly remember what. I feel someone run their hands down my chest and look down at Alexander who was trying to get in my pants again. I sigh, arching an eyebrow at him. "Come on, Elijah. We haven't done anything in a few days." He hooks his arms around my neck, sitting down on my lap. "I'm not in the mood, Alex." He sighs, kissing down the side of my jaw then my neck. "Alexander. I said I wasn't in the mood!" I carefully move him off of me and stand up, walking to my room and slamming the door shut. Alexander was somewhat my boyfriend. A vampire at that. He could be so annoying sometimes. He does not seem to understand that I do not want to have sex with him constantly.
Something is bothering me. I cannot figure out what it is. I slide down my bedroom door and run both hands through my hair. "Something is wrong with me..," I murmur, staring at the ground. I was so tired of not knowing what was missing. It was draining my energy. I sigh, glancing at the time on the clock. Alex would leave soon and make it home before it was daylight. I would sneak out into the daylight and pretend to be a normal human being. I then would come back home around mid-afternoon to get some sleep then go to the nest.
Lately there has been some trouble between the werewolves and vampires. A constant feud. I didn't know what was going on exactly but it was quite bothersome. I am snapped out of my thoughts when there is a knock on my bedroom door. "Elijah, we are needed at the nest. Something is going down." I groan and stand up. I quickly pull on a pair of skinny jeans , a button up shirt and a pair of my brown boots. I grab my jacket and pull it on as I walk out of my bedroom. "Lets go." Alex nods and follows me out of the door.
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To say it was hectic at the nest would be an understatement. Everyone was running around to grab weapons. "What's going on?" The head of the clan walks up to me, a frown on his face. "Werewolves. They plan to attack us." I frown at the word. Werewolves. Our arch enemy. Why did they always have to cause trouble? Moments later, the door is blown back. I turn to face them, my eyes glowing and my fangs slowly come down. "Ah. Long time no see my friends." The alpha walks in front of the group, holding his arms wide with a smirk.
I glare at him but Nicolas put an arm in front of me to keep me from attacking. "Why must you always cause trouble, Amon?" The alpha chuckles, tilting his head to the side. "Isn't that my job? Our jobs? We are suppose to hate each other." The head of the vampires glares, his eyes flashing a deathly red before motioning the vampires to start shooting at the werewolves. "Then you all shall perish." Nicolas grabs a gun from the table and goes to join the fight. I grab a dagger with no trouble and decide it would be nice thing to help.
The alpha makes a gesture with his hand and two of the werewolves set up what looks like some sort of gun. I go to cut off one of the heads of our enemy as they shoot the thing. It hits one of the windows above the staircase and sunlight comes flooding into the building. Any vampire in the line of the light was immediately burned to a crisp. The werewolves kept shooting at the windows to let in sunlight. More vampires die. I see Alexander looking at the sunlight as it comes closer to him. I quickly use my speed to shove him out of the way. Of course, that brought a surprising look upon most of their faces. Because I was not burning at all. The sun was not leaving a single scorch mark on my body. I chuckle at their expressions before making my move to kill more of the werewolves. I go to stab one of them, but my dagger is knocked from my hand. I look up and go to punch the werewolf in the face. The boy grabs my wrist, holding it firmly. I glare into his green eyes with my blue. "Let me go, you filth!" I yell at the werewolf, struggling to get away. "You can't do anything. You haven't fed. I can tell." The boy looks at me with concern. He himself did not look that healthy but somehow he was still holding me, keeping me from getting loose.
Those green eyes looked so familiar. I know have seen them from somewhere. I keep trying to place them. They look like from something in my past. I groan internally. Why can't I remember? I try pondering my thoughts until a sharp pain goes through my head and I nearly collapse. "Elijah!" I glance up at the werewolf, my eyes narrowing. "H-how do y-you..," I don't finish before there is another sharp pain and memories start going through my mind. The boy popping up serval times. The last past five months suddenly making sense. Why I was feeling like I was missing something. I look up at him again, realization filling my eyes. "Demi?" His eyes widen with excitement before pulling me into a hug. "Demi, we are sort of in a fight. This is sort of dangerous." He chuckles and lets me go as a few tears escape down his cheeks. "Sorry, I haven't seen you in five months so that sort of happened." I smile faintly before glancing over his shoulder to see that dreaded warlock. He was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face. I stomp over to him, picking up a dagger along the way and I point it at his chest as I arrive. "You son of a bitch. I am not letting you get away with this." He only lets out a dry laugh and snaps his fingers. I cringe in pain but don't back down. "What will you do? You haven't fed in days and you aren't exactly that strong." He pushes himself off the wall, walking around me. I only smirk, waiting for the perfect moment. "Oh. I don't know. Distract you?" He looks at me in confusion before a dagger is protruding through his chest. Avery looks down at it in fright before it is pulled back out of him. "Sweet dreams, warlock." I look down at him with a smirk as the last bit of his life drains from him.
I sigh, looking around at the mess before deciding to grab a gun and shoot it at the ceiling. All of the fighting slowly stops and they look to me. "Alright. It is time for this feud to end. You can kill me afterwards if you do not agree. We have let this last way too long. Letting the differences of us get in the way. If we were not so stubborn, we would have more of our kind. Vampires and werewolves. We need to get our heads out of our arses and team up. If we can come up with an agreement, we would have someone to turn to if demons decide to attack. Now, if I do not recall, I am pretty sure that your alpha is over there dead." I point to a body, which is Amon, laying against the wall, with a silver dagger through his chest. "Either accept the terms and leave or you can all die. I'll speak about relationships between werewolves and vampires another day. Have a nice day." I grin, clapping my hands together.
The werewolves all start leaving and I look over at a sort of pissed but pleased Nicolas. He walks up to me and crosses his arms. "So, how did you become a daylighter?" I groan. "Not this again." He smirks but lets a chuckle escape. "I am joking. What I did last time was not right. I got my memories of you back after you killed the warlock. I'm guessing this has something to do with a shadow hunter?" I nod slowly. "Yes, but they do not exactly understand either." He nods in approval. "I have nothing wrong with you being with that werewolf. As long as he doesn't kill any of our kind, he can be with you." I smile at him and hug Nicolas. He was like a brother to me after all the downfalls we had. We seemed to get along better now.
"Thank you." He nods with a smile and I glance around at the other vampires. One shrugs, "You saved our asses. They would have kept going even though the alpha was killed." I only shrug and give him a grin. "It worked."
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After a long day of helping the clan get rid of the dead bodies, I was finally taking a nice and hot shower. It felt wonderful on my shoulders. I hear Demi in the bedroom on the phone with someone. I used my hearing to notice it was a girl. Who was asking about me? I tilt my head in confusion and decide to ask after I get out. I finish up and turn of the water. I grab a towel and dry off then wrap it around my waist. I walk into my room to see Demi half asleep on my bed. He had showered before me so he was already clean and in only a pair of sweats. He looks hot but also soft at the same time. I smile in thought and grab a pair of boxers to pull on underneath the towel. I take the towel off and lay it on the back of my desk chair. I pull on a sweater and ruffle my hair with my fingers. I climb up into the bed and lay down beside Demi. He opens his eyes and glances over at me with a tired smile. "Hello sleeping beauty," I say with a smirk and only chuckles. I peck him on the lips and curl up beside him. I felt like I was finally a whole person again. No longer lost.
