Her Soul and His Blood

Chapter 23: 23 the past

His laugh echoed through the entire room.He didn't sound cruel,but then again,worst kind of cruelty come in the guise of kindness.

Mr.Peterson is the leader of the gang. Maybe it was his instinct for cruelty that made the others respect him...or fear him. They knew that if they didn't do what was expected they'd end up dead or worst than that. Mr.Peterson ruled with an iron fist, whatever he said went. And there was no leaving the vampire gang, the gang was for life - however short that turned out to be. That's the kind of leader he was, no morals, no conscience, no compassion. He was the king of all he surveyed and none dared question his orders.

"Zella, Do you think that I will allow you to go and save your brother and take that nevklace with you." He said in a deep and sharp voice.

"What do you mean Mr.Peterson?"she asked in a brittle voice.

"What do I mean, you wanted to know."he said with a scornful voice. "This is all my plan, this is my kingdom,and I rule this kingdom." His grating sound started ringing in her ears.

"Zella,I will tell you a story.A story which happened 200 years ago." He sat on a chair keeping his leg upon the other,straightening his posture and chin up,with a smoking pipe on his right hand.Zella stared at him like a lost puppy staring at the stranger.He started his story.

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thought vampire was a mythical creature because every night humans were scared to live due to vampire attacks.They saw our powers and our thirst,feeding on their loved ones and leaving their

on their face and it was our greatest strength.All of us,all the vampires were ruled by the king,Lord Augustin Elseveir, he was

on the humans who do the most evil crime and not

fed on whomever we wanted behind the curtain.The Lord trusted me and believed me and I made

that night and my serfs on the other villagers.That lady begged me for

leave me." She pleaded

to lust. She stopped struggling in my hand and hugged me and ran her hands over my back.She is a fool who didn't realize my trick.I pierced her neck with my beautiful sharp fangs and abstracted her blood like drinking juice using a straw.The blood tasted like wine may be because of the fetus

of that house.I looked out through the window, throwing the woman to the corner.I saw Lord Augustin throwing my serfs into the air, smashing them

was different from others.It was shining in the moonlight,he had a prominent cheekbones and well defined chin and nose and sharp canine fangs. Muscles ripped across every part of his body like a seasoned warrior.His face was red and lips

fist of his hand,hanging him in the air.My face became red and I clenched my jaw and my fist.I was in a situation,that I can't go out and fight against the most

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