《Blood Walkers (A Once In A Bluemoon Novel Series #1) COMPLETED》Chapter Six: deadly grounds
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I glanced over my shoulder and spotted another by the corner, completely shaded by the darkness, the only visible part of him were the glowing green eyes that focused so much on me.
I felt frozen in fear as his stare dug holes into my eyes.
Immovable. He didn't move even for the slightest moment, simply kept himself to the dark, as though it was all he had. I turned away and examined the other corners of the hall.
Noted another by chandelier above. Her long straight blond hair fell in an unusually straight manner. Her orange eyes weren't looking at anything at the moment. As though she was trying to find something.
Her eyes met mine for a brief moment then eyed Grey and proceeded with her restless searching.
I checked the room one more time for another hiding vampire when I noticed a little girl, standing by the curtains, peeping directly at us and made small slight hissing sounds.
I wasn't sure whether Grey knew about this. Even if he did, he wouldn't react to it. He'd just sit there and keep note of them.
I glanced over my shoulder once more and noticed he moved. The vampire in the shadows, was now standing in the light. His stare still on me.
The greyness of his skin was very familiar to the grey colouring pencils and nothing more nor less.
I blinked multiple times but he simply stood there, eyeing me. Studying me seriously and it affected my comfortability.
His face displayed nothing. Making it more difficult for me to read him out, or making out what he was thinking.
I sighed and turned back to the man with locks in front of me. He was still grinning at me but currently talking to Grey.
"May I say dear, you don't look the ordinary," the man said. "Where's your wolf?" His voice came out hoarse and deadly.
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I gasped as he crossed his brows, grinning a bit more as he brought his hands into his pockets.
"W-what-"
"Leave," Grey ordered them, standing up with a furious gaze.
"I'm not leaving," he glared at Grey who growled angrily in response. "We aren't done here, boy."
".... Then let's discuss the topic, and nothing else." Grey sat back down, gripping onto his seat. "Emily, leave."
I didn't bother to object. The stare this man gave dug holes in my head, plus, there was no other reason to stay and watch Grey, since he has finally rejected me.
And it took not more than two days....
I walked out of the halls as quickly as possible and finally let out a deep sigh. I looked back inside the room, concentrating on the guy by the corner who's eyes never left me. Not even once.
I shut the doors, finally breaking his intense stare and walked towards the doors I assumed led to the outside.
I had to leave. We've finished the rejection and now.... Time to move on.
I pushed open the doors leading to a vast field of bright green grass and a few trees here and there. Beside it was a dense thick forest that stretched into its own taunting darkness.
Leaning, sitting and laying on the ground and trees, I saw my pack enjoying the fresh breeze. I frowned when Ellen's image flashed into my mind.
"Emily!" Ryan called and I looked up at him as he ran towards me. "We have to go, we heard they have visitors."
"We have to get Ellen's body too... I can't leave her alone." I said and he smiled weakly.
"We wouldn't forget our Luna, Emily, we took her with us," he placed his hands on my shoulders and I sighed.
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Wishing she'd wake up and say 'hey! I was just joking around! Fooled you right?'
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The trees kept appearing, one by one. Giving us no hope of finding a clearing. My feet ached as I stepped on the pebbles and sand. Having worn heels, I had to take them off for a moment.
"You're going no where, you've been circling for hours," I jumped and whipped my head to the side only to notice the green eyed boy.
His face still blank as he walked to me. My pack still walked, hardly noticed that I was not following anymore as they were ahead.
"What do you want?" I asked, taking a step back from him as he got close.
He stopped walking and stood still, examining my movements and reaction.
"Nothing," he said, tilting his head to the side. "What are you?"
"I'm a werewolf," I rolled my eyes and he narrowed his eyes at me. Completely displaying his disbelief, denial and unacceptance.
"Don't think so." He whispered, his voice hoarse and fearsome. "What are you?"
I stared at him, speechless. The darkness slowly falling into the forest grew bigger and more intense. Giving a sick thrill as it blended in with the silence around us.
"How should I answer to that?" I finally asked and he glanced in all directions, his expression slowly appearing on his face.
The expression of suspicion and alert.
His dark green short but spiky hair swayed with the wind as he moved his head around. Still looking.
"Is someone out there?" I whispered. Currently noticing nothing but my ant sized pack up ahead.
"Meet you later," he suddenly said as he took several steps back. "You better run if you want to live. You don't even know who's grounds you're standing on," he smirked and in a second, he cut through the air, leaving me alone.
I looked around in fear. Who's...grounds?
Silence....
Silence....
Wind....
.........That's when I heard it.....
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8 737The Ruined Monks of Rothfield Monastery
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8 115The Perfect Timing
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8 992Rejecting the Rejected
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8 302SLAVE
Bow. Obey. Work. Those are the things Caydrick must live after. As a slave, his only purpose in life is to obey his masters commands.When Caydrick is sent to work at the Royal Palace, he ends up getting roughly tortured and soon becomes a sexslave for the Queen herself. When Caydrick fights back and refuses to work for her, the Queen is furious and takes something from him: His sight. Caydrick must now learn how to live as blind, but is determined that no one must ever find out. When he escapes the Queen's prison hold on him, Caydrick seeks to the town for a place to hide. On an impulse, he chooses to hide in a bakery. Here he meets a young woman named Bethia who decides to take care of him. She feels his pain and rushes to his aid, but the longer he stays, the closer she gets to him...How will their relationship turn out? Caydrick never tells her he's blind, nor that he was a sex slave at the Palace. But how can that be? How can someone not notice that he's blind? ***WARNING: This book is intended for an adult audience: Violent languages, Mature content, and unpleasant scenes that may disturb you.NOTE: This book is NOT authentic. It has a plot twist. The events that transpires are NOT based on real happenings.PS: I wrote this when I was young. Bad grammar and bad plot.*Cover made by the amazing @GretchenBearer!
8 95C - Suite
An ambitious Indian-American CEO mixes business with pleasure when she finds a hot-headed investor for a new venture. However, when forces threaten their fragile partnership, she must find the culprit before her bank account and bed are emptied. *****Nyla Malhotra was just promoted to CEO of one of the fastest growing companies in America. Now, it's do or die as she navigates the ruthless business world where she not only faces a contentious Board of Directors but also plenty of backstabbing along the way.To prove herself, she is bound to launch a new product line but it get's shelved indefinitely. Needing an investor, she turns to fellow CEO Darius Giordano, a rather brooding and hot-headed businessman with an agenda of his own. Sparks fly, inside and outside the bedroom, as Nyla faces budding feelings and an enemy who is set to destroy everything she has ever worked for. It might be more difficult holding onto her crown than she thought before. Cover credit: @blackroguex© 2018 Moonlighthunter3 All Rights Reserved.
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