Blood Sun - Book One ✓

Chapter 11

I held the book in my hand and carefully placed it on the table. I sat down and began turning the pages. My eyes kept scanning and skimming the pages. The blood sun has powers that are equivalent to the blood moon. Whoever summons the blood sun, will feel the love they desire. Usually the evoker of this celestial body has been longing for love.

The evoker has a burning passion of hate against the victim.

Additionally, the blood sun can occur naturally. No one will feel the love they long for. Once the blood sun shines on a pair, they get separated. Forced away with hopeless hearts begging to reunite with its match.

I deliberately closed the book and took a deep breath. I examined the basement and found my other friends interested by Doctor Leandro's books. He's able to write very astounding information in these books. There are also tons of them. Each book are unique and diverse from the other.

I stood up to my feet and looked for another. I came across another book with its title carved on the front, The Defeat of Anthanasia Caldwell. I clutched the book and dragged it out of the shelf. My legs carried me back to the table.

Placing it down, I felt a soft touch on my back. I turned to the person behind my back and found Gerald smiling. "Yes?" I asked as I stare intently.

"What's that book over there?" He directed his eyes on the book lying down on the table.

"It's about a vampire, Anthanasia." I trailed off looking away once I spoke her name.

"I won't bother you then." He said as he casually walked away into the corner then disappeared.

I perched on the chair with a straightened back while grasping the book with both of my hands. I slowly opened the book, an introduction page. My fingers turned its pages. The Queen of Lycan Kingdom, Queen Samantha had made a decision, to meet up with Luxverre and Anthanasia.

Their rendezvous was a cold and eerie distant location from their homes. Rotting corpses and dry blood all around the ground. Anthanasia stared with suspicions, calculating thoughts in her mind. Luxverre and Anthanasia kept a distance, a long distance from each other. Without even glancing or giving eye contact.

The two came to a halt once they've chanced upon Queen Samantha's lurking shadow just in front of them. The shadow became still and spoke, "We must end this feud," Her voice deepened. It was ominous.

"How will it end? One of your blood related ancestors caused it in the first place!" Luxverre raised his voice and glared from across the shadow's position.

"Oh, it will end soon," The shadow's voice altered eerily causing Luxverre and Anthanasia to charge for it. "Now," The blare of deep voice resonated throughout the area and clashed back to Luxverre and Anthanasia, sending them into the frigid air. Then, they were thrown to the ground from a height.

"What do you think you're doing, Samantha?!" Luxverre yelled.

"What do you think?" The voice mimicked Luxverre's. Putting a shock to his face, the shadow swiftly grasped Anthanasia in a split second. Anthanasia struggled to break free from the shadow's tightened clutch. Luxverre forced himself upwards and tried to charge for the shadow. The shadow was quick enough to move himself and Anthanasia to a farther and higher place.

"Your eyes must witness this very event. How foolish of two kinds to fight." The shadow's raspy voice made its way into Luxverre's head.

"Let go of her!" Luxverre shouted.

The shadow ignored Luxverre and began to freeze Anthanasia. Her pale skin becoming white and cold until its frozen in ice. Dropping the iced corpse onto the ground, the shadow signaled a hooded figure to carry it away from the zone.