To Court Death: Bleeding Kiss (Book #1)

Book one of three.
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"I mean this sincerely with every fiber of my being, I find you to be vile and extremely repugnant. I have the most extreme contempt for you and I loath you completely."

With that said he thrusts forward towards Victoria, heated hostility in his eyes and a wood stake clutched tightly in his fist.

Maybe this vampire had bit off more than she could chew. Does she really think she'll be able to keep her secret forever? As if having a curious mortal man on her hands isn't enough, an experienced bloodthirsty vampire bent on revenge, with bitterness and unrelenting hatred in his heart, is determined to get his hands on her, to destroy her once and for all.

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7. Chapter Five

July 13 1842

In the late afternoon, I hear my bedroom door open, I pull the covers up around my neck and act as though I were still asleep, I had unintentionally left the damn door unlocked and Charles curiosity had gotten the better of him, I doubt he can see much in this dark room of mine. He seems to stand there for the longest time, I could feel his eyes upon me, then as quiet as a church mouse I can hear him turn leaving the room and closing the door easily. Why did he do that? What had he hoped to gain by looking at me sleep? I could feel my anger rise slightly, I really hadn't wanted him in my room. 

 

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"What is that?" Charles stares intently upon my neck.

I know exactly what he's referring to, the two small scars on my neck, the bite that had changed me forever. The only blemish or scar I have on my entire body, I hold some pride in that. Brushing the hair over my neck, I turn my head to reach for the teapot.

"Nothing really," I say it halfheartedly, trying to sound as uninterested as possibly hoping he would let it go at that.

"No need to be vain with me Victoria."

"I said it is nothing!" I yell at him, I hadn't meant to.

He seems surprised by my outburst, "Sorry. I hadn't intended to raise my voice."

"I should apologize not you, it wasn't my intent to pry."

I smile trying to ease the situation, I guess I am still a little upset over him creeping into my room without my consent. I have to calm down, remember I need him.

I know I'm a terrible cook, I could read it on his face last night, I haven't cooked for years, even then I was horrible, I have no need to cook. So this night he cooked, at first it had surprised me although many men do cook I hadn't pegged him as a man who cooked. I would have to be a very good actor tonight, to tell the complete truth his food taste like ash, but all food does taste like ash to me, being a vampire the only thing I can taste and the only thing I can draw nourishment from is blood. The sweet yet metallic-tasting blood is all I can crave, all I can truly desire, or so I thought.

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Charles told me stories from his childhood, an only child, but many friends as a child and the love of his parents so he was never lonely never had a need to long for company. Until he turned seventeen his whole world was changed, his parents killed in a terrible accident, he said he was quite devastated by the lose of his family. I wish I could say that I felt some pity, a little sorrowful for his lost, but I can't. Their death has no meaning to me, my compassion has long been gone and his parent's death doesn't affect me in the least.

"All night we've talked about me" Charles put his hand over his mouth trying to hide a yawn, "We should have been talking about you, I must have been an awful bore."

"Nonsense, you have been the most delightful company I've ever had." My voice is soft and sweet and my manner is gentle, I am a better actor than I give my self-credit for.

"But your tired, and I shall keep until tomorrow night. I am sorry we have such little time together because of my rather odd affliction."

He touches my hand, "Please, I understand completely Victoria."

I wanted to pull my hand away before he had a chance to touch me, but I couldn't in time. I truly hate this "gift" of mine, if that's what you want to call, I think of it as more of a plague. Not all vampires, but certain vampires posses a power, I posses the power to see someone for who they truly are, to see the truth hiding behind their lies. Hear their thought and see their memories, only for a few moments but that is more than enough time to discern whether or not a person really is the way they present themselves. 

I feel myself get slightly lightheaded, not enough for him to notice I hope, all I see is a few seconds of Charles memories and I hear a few of his thoughts clearly.

And Charles is nothing like he seems, everything is a lie. Every single last word that had left his mouth had been a lie.

 
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