Mary Moore
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In the novels I've read, there's always a scene where a villain will appear to ruin the peace. And this felt just like that one. The knot in my stomach tightened as a lump of air clogged my throat upon laying my eyes on his figure covered with blood. "Sam…" Sam walked languidly, dragging a body in his right hand. There was this strange, sinister smirk plastered across his lips as his crimson eyes exuded pleasure from the wary gazes on him. He may appear the same, but the air around him felt…
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Dominique's words lingered in my head even after we went back to the banquet hall. 'No, I shouldn't let his words bother me.' I told myself as I shook my head, shutting my eyes closed. 'He's Stefan's people. I can't trust anything he said.' I convinced myself, but the thought of the word "co-exist", was what got me hung up. It was a word I never heard before. "Are you alright?" Yul asked, furrowing his brows. "Did Dom say something stupid?" When Dominique and I went back, Yul approached us. They…
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Dominique escorted me to one of the balconies. The gleeful chuckles and cheering from the other side of the balcony turned my stomach. Below the surface where Dominique and I stood were men fighting each other to death. "Isn't it amusing?" Dominique leaned his arms against the marbled railing as he gazed at the small arena. "Amusing?" I repeated sarcastically. "It is for you, I guess." "Of course, it is. They kept coming back on their feet even though, they can barely move." Dominique mused as he…
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The banquet hosted by the Thornhart's had exceeded my expectation. It was more grandiose, decent, and bustling than I thought. Unlike how I imagined it as a slaughterhouse with a hanging carcass of humans around. "Greetings to her royal highness." A noble lady performed a curtsy in front of Sivi. "The house of Thornhart is honored to have you in our humbled banquet." Humbled banquet? Everything sparkled in my eyes. How was this humble? I pursed my lips as I stood behind Sivi and distanced myself a…
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Days had passed in a blur, and it was the day of the banquet. I barely recalled what I did for the past days as they were the same; dance practices with Yul, attending classes for palace etiquette, dinner with my in-laws, and stare at the ceiling until I fall asleep. I didn't meet Stefan again since that night, making my adjustments faster. Meeting him just so he could ridicule me was the least I wanted right now. "My lady, her royal highness is here," Mildred announced from behind me, bowing…
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"Pardon?" "Hanz. Do you want his head?" Yulis inquired sincerely. My mind buzzed momentarily as the corner of my eyes twitched. Please tell me I misheard him? "Ah, I think I misheard you, your highness," I replied, along with an awkward chuckle. "You didn't. I said what I said. I'll give you his head or his other eye if that will make you feel better," Yulis affirmed, nodding at me encouragingly as he looked at me straight in the eye. Wait. I pinched the bridge of my nose, propping my…
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The walls in my chambers witnessed how I broke down that night. I cried my heart out as I soaked the pillow with tears. It angered me to the core that vampires were far too superior to humans. They were gifted with abilities and strength, only to use it for their personal interest, while humans had to succumb to fear before them. Meeting Stefan shredded my heart, my beliefs, and my hopes into many pieces. There's no more faith to put in this kingdom reigned by him. He had blown away the little…
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I always wished for Sam's arrival. But I'm glad he has yet to arrive. Knowing how being sired to someone and experiencing it felt very different. It was a hundred times more dreading to act according to someone's will. "Don't stray away from me. The flowers here, although beautiful, they are deadly." Stefan gazed at me as we arrived in the garden of Avolire Palace. I pursed my lips, gazing back at him. It was amazing how fast his mood switched. "Yes, Your Majesty," I said, withdrawing my hand…
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We waltz through the hallway in silence. I glanced at his side, gritting my teeth in secret. What did he do to me to obey him? No matter how I tried to scream internally, I felt helpless. My hand in his grip wouldn't bulge, no matter how I want to pull it away. "This is ridiculous," I muttered through my gritted teeth. I shot him a glare, scoffing in ridicule. It was truly ridiculous. Stefan glanced at me indifferently. "Is it?" "Let me go," I demanded, shifting my gaze to his hand that was…
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"… do what Hell did to me." Hanz hissed as he tilted his head. His crimson eyes that were akin to flames held my gaze, almost scalding my soul. I felt that weight of his words on my shoulders. Tit for tat… I heard Sam said the same thing not long ago. Did that mean Sam plucked Hanz' eyes? How? When? Where? "Calm down, Hanz." Yulis muttered huskily. Even when I couldn't see his face, I could tell how intimidating he looked by his tone. "Yul, get out of here." After putting up with them…
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