Calithea Stories

An appalling mixture of many supernatural creatures, Calithea was created by a race of humans meant to cause chaos to the world of supernaturals. Calithea has been kept in a padded room with constant supervision for most of her short life. When the royal vampires catch word of the abomination, they send their heir to take care of the situation. But what happens when the one that is supposed to kill her is the one that is meant to love her for all of eternity? Will her life be spared or will both be thrown into an eternity of agony and suffering? Excerpt: "How can the universe be cruel enough to force me to love someone who is forbidden from me," Draven cried out, slamming his fists against the cruel silver bars. His fists did little damage to the bars as the smell of burning flesh attacked my senses. I grabbed the bars, the silver doing little but irritating me, and caressed his cheek with my free hand. His body stiffened under my touch as he pulled away, a look of malice in his eyes. "Whatever trick that is being played here is only prolonging the inevitable. You are nothing more than filth. Emotionless filth," he spat at me. His words dealing minimal damage to my heart. We had an undeniable attraction, one that only tormented him and left me with questions.