ash_knight17

A dark time when the creatures of shadow descended unto the tranquil human lands, making their existence known. A time followed when empires were led by humanity's conspiracy and betrayal, a time filled with hatred, but unbeknownst to the humans, they were only mere puppets, pawns of greater beings of darkness, entities with the power to crush anything and everything in their way.

What happens when a small human girl catches the eye of one of these so-called greater beings, a pureblooded Lord? Can an ant such as her survive the political strifes and fearsome feuds between the lands and the monsters that control them.

For those who fear vampires, ghosts and the unknown, I offer two words of advice…

Tread lightly.

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"Why should I avoid him? He was a perfect gentleman, a good man," Katherine Welcher argued in his defense.

"Good or not, neither matter," Alexander Delcrov warned her, "As long as you're under my wing, you shall behave and listen to my words. Do not let any man kiss you, Katherine. I don’t want others to call you improper."

"There was nothing improper about it! And I'm not yours to obey," she blurted out in annoyance, feeling her face flush with embarrassment for the second time this evening, "I mean, you can't order me aro—-"

"So disobedient," he stated with nonchalance before moving his hand from her waist to her back, pulling her closer to him as they danced.

His breath tickled her nape. 

"So you’ll only listen if you are mine?"

Valerian Empire

After the awkward incident that took place in the Lord's room, Katherine avoided going anywhere near the Lord or in the possible line of his sight. As sweet as the apple was, she had been caught looking and now she was utterly mortified to face him.

What would he have thought of her?

The sinful scene had gone through her mind like that of a reeling projector every time she thought about it and she felt her breath getting shallower with every single detail of what she had seen.

She had chastised herself after she had ran out of his room, thinking what had gotten to her when she could have turned away from the view. She could have saved herself from embarrassment. She could have left discreetly as if she hadn't witnessed anything without his notice but she didn't.

How could she, when the man of her dreams stood at the end of the bath hypnotizing her?

The fall- Part 1