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 Eight
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I stared at Aleksandria in fear, as she began to walk around the room humming. Her head tilted suddenly and she stopped pacing while her lip twitched upwards. Her red eyes were on me and they were glimmering with mischief.
"The king has returned." Once the words left her lips, Locaine and Esme were rushing into the room. His eyes darkened immediately upon seeing Aleksandria, and Esme slowly crept towards me before wrapping a protective arm around me. Though I highly doubt she could even manage to get a single scratch on Aleksandria if she chooses to attack me.
"How did you get in here, Aleksandria?" Locaine's voice was deep and full of anger, as he slowly approached her causing her to smile widely.
"The door was open." She replied simply.
"This cottage is blessed by a witch! I have never invited you in here." A laugh escaped her lips, as she tossed her head back. Even though she wants to kill me, I could not help but admire her features. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Those spells only work if the witch breathes." Her smile turned into a smirk, as the realization that she murdered the witch that protected the house dawned on all of us.
Locaine's eyes glanced at me momentarily, and before he could rush to grab me, Aleksandria's laugh erupted in the room before I felt her arms around me suddenly. Her skin was soft and warm, not what you would expect from a vampire. Her grip tightened on me, as I felt her sniff my neck in a warning.
"I do not not know about you Locaine, but when it comes to food," She stopped speaking, before she yanked my head to the side exposing my neck to her. "I do not like to share." My entire body was shaking, and my eyes began to water as I mentally begged for Locaine to help me.
How did I end up in this situation? Just this morning, I was JUST the president's daughter. I was not some vampire king's beloved, and I was not some super-vampire's target! I was alone, peacefully alone. Had I not wanted to go to the mall, this probably would have never happened. I could be protected in my room, bothering Xilo.
"Let her go, Aleksandria! She has done nothing to you!" He growled angrily, his fangs sticking out from his gums.
"On the contrary, her existence itself is offensive. Her heartbeat mocks me." Her voice was sad, but I knew she still had that sick smirk on her face.
