Novienna Valentina is the daughter of the most infamous vampire hunter, who so happens to be the president of the United States. What happens when Locaine Wilock, the Vampire King, finds his beloved to be America's Sweetheart?
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The Vampire's Sweetheart
Chapter Seven
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** WARNING: Rape Scene (During flashback)**
Afraid. I was absolutely afraid. My entire body trembled with fear, as I began to crawl backwards away from the woman, who without a doubt wanted to kill me. I froze in my spot, when she stopped walking towards me, her heels clicking in a different direction. I shakily stood up, watching as she picked up the bag of grapes I was eating moments before, and popped three into her mouth, her eyes closing momentarily as she chewed on them.
Her eyes opened, I was slightly relieved to see they were red instead of black, maybe I had some sort of chance at survival now? Hopefully, Locaine would return before they turned black again.
She eyed my shaken figure, and threw her head back laughing before she placed the bag of grapes on the table, wiping her mouth slightly.
"Where are my manners? Aleksandria Mikhailov." She stuck her hand out, almost daring me to shake it. Her eyes narrowed at me, when I did not speak or move to shake her hand. Her name was familiar. Come on, memory. Don't do this to me now. She coughed obviously annoyed, as she wiped her hand along her dress.
"Let me rephrase that. I am Aleksandria Mikhailov, the woman who is going to kill you. And you are?" I gasped and stumbled backwards at her words. This is who Locaine was talking about! The woman who wanted to kill me, because she thinks I am a hunter!
"Relax that little heart of yours. You will not die today."
"Then why are you here?"
Her eyebrow raised in amusement hearing me talk to her. "I want to tell you, why I am going to kill you."
I watched her walk around the couch taking a seat, propping her feet up on the arm of it smiling up at me. She tilted her head towards the other couch, and I figured she wanted me to sit there. I carefully walked over there, making sure I didn't turn my back to her. Just because she says she isn't going to kill me today, doesn't mean she won't try to hurt me.
"I take it, Locaine has informed you of our kind yes?"
