King Of Vampires

Oh my goodness I know this has took forever and your all probably really hating me now but oh well school started back and well you know! haha I will soon be posting a harry Potter fan fic so between having so many pressing thoughts on that I have neglected this but I have regained my muse and shall return sooner this time I hope.


Alex sat in a large room that she had been giving. Alex pressed her head against the cold window pane staring out into the starry night. Outside was like a morbid snow filled wonderland. The tree sat stony and quiet as if dead, even though there leaves were green. Snow covered many of the house top around the palace. Though it was late and snowy and all houses were dark no one was asleep. No one was home in fact. All gone out to hunt, unless you had class status in which case you would be attending the royal Masquerade ball that was going on a few floors down from Alex. Alex sighed and walked back to the bed she was freezing and the King had either forgotten or just refused to give her clothes back grabbing the thick blood red comforter Alex wrapped herself up in it before heading toward the door, she needed to find someone to give her clothes. As she opened the door she was met with an ear piercing scream from the party below followed by laughter. Curiosity chasing away the fact she was naked under her comforter Alex headed for the stairwell to see what was going on.

The human whence screamed again as Patrick brought another lash down across her back. Phillip stared half heartedly at the naked woman hung upside down her pale body glistening of sweat and blood. That girl was on his mind. How was he suppose to get an angel, someone who was bound by God to loathe the damn, to willing let him take her. His father had done it but that was because he had known the woman before he was turned. Now he had not only kidnapped her , killed everything she loved, and sent her into shock so subdue her but he had started to develop feelings for her in which knowing he did all those things killed him inside and the thought she would reject him worried him.

“What is wrong with you? Normally mindless slaughter of whores makes you merry, yet you sit here as if you are alone and this room is barren of life itself.” Came a pompous voice from beside him. Phillip looked over to see the beautiful vampire that he had bedded several times. She was in deed his mistress and most thought he would marry here after his wife died. Manners were in his blood , however he never had a taste for women like her, they were to arrogant //A pretty woman is not always the best one//
“Well Lacey I really hate to break it to you but the only living thing in this room is that whence.” replied a man his face covered with an ornately covered mask. He bowed and kissed Phillips hand.
“I thought you were out of the kings favor Dawson” replied the woman named Lacey her voice laced with danger.
“I was unaware that I promoted your from chamber maid to my personal spokesmen.” said Phillip stiffened slightly looking at the dying mortal woman //The smell it is not coming from her she is almost dead no this smells.. Alive… and warm…and sweet//
“Sire!?” hissed Lacey, but Phillip ignored her his eyes suddenly on the doorway along with everyone else’s.

Alex stared at the naked woman dangling her eyes glazed over her gazed fixed upon Alex. Alex looked around by the hungry stares, Alex could quickly realize she had walked into a room full of vampires //Damn does curiosity always have to kill the cat// . A man who had been sitting on the throne rose and started walking toward her Alex made an attempt to run but the man was at her side holding onto her arm. Slowly pulling her to his chest in a hug.

“Why run now?” Phillip asked his voice blowing over her ear causing her to moan quietly into his chest. Phillip had not excepted that and it aroused him greatly. Her voice was so quiet, he who was holding her had to struggle to hear her and her moan it was so quiet almost like she was sharing it with just him. “Who is the girl?” asked Dawson from the throne most of the crowd turned a deep red, they felt like they had been watching something to personal.

“This ladies and gentlemen. Is the soon to be Queen of Hawthorne.” The crowd stood in silent shock. All aside from Lacey who was blistering.” HER! THAT TRASHY VIRGIN BLOOD BAG IS WHO YOUR CHOOSING FOR A QUEEN! I SHARED YOUR BED FOR THE PAST 200 YEARS AND YOU PICK THAT… THAT THING!”

Alex gazed at the woman . She had dark red hair that fell to her shoulders her skin was pallor a few blood vessels could lightly be seen. “Stop looking at me you whence!” yelled the woman again at Alex her voice suddenly unsteady. Alex dropped her gaze not because the woman had told her too but because she felt if she had held it something bad might of occurred.

Phillip felt a surge of energy come from her. //Wow, I have never felt anything that powerful before in my life// “Lacey, I would honestly suggest you say no more to insult or offend my bride to be. It might be your last words. That goes out to all of you.” The crowd took that to mean the king would kill anyone spoke out against his soon to be wife, but the truth was he felt Alex did not have control of any of her powers any great emotion could cause a deadly result.

“If you would excuse me, it seems my bride needs to speak with me. Dawson, I am glad you are here, this party is much too…. Constricted… loosen it up.’ Said Phillip winking at his friend who quickly jumped to his feet bowing low
“Anything my lord” Dawson replied a sparkle in his eyes.

With that Phillip lead Alex roughly away whose eyes were fixed once again on the now dead woman hanging above her. Phillip lead her back up to her rooms where he through her in roughly slamming and locking the door behind him. “Do you realize how much danger you just were in!” he yelled angry that she had come into his court half naked and that was suppose to be for him only. Alex stared at him “Who was that woman?” said Alex sitting on the end of her bed.
“You could have been killed those vampires have no boundaries they are ruthless. You come in there your blood untouched and almost nude…”
“She was so sad no one would help her and you!” The anger rising in Alex’s throat she had no idea how she knew any of what the woman was feeling or what had happened to her “ You raped her!!! You raped her and then drank her blood even though you had already fed! You did it to weaken her soul! That poor woman! You’re a monster!” screamed Alex tears flowing freely from her eyes now

Phillip just stared at her, opening and closing his mouth as if he wanted to say something… but the only thing that would come out was a weak sorry. Her energy was hurting him, not physically but emotionally, he was suddenly very ashamed of himself and guilty for it. “Alexandria come to me stop making me hurt as you are making me now.” He said falling to his knees. Alex must of stopped staring at him for Phillip suddenly stopped feeling like he was really damned. Phillip closed his eyes letting the feelings of guilt leave him. Phillip opened his eyes suddenly as a hand touched his shoulder it was warm, much like the warmth he felt just after he fed. She was knelt beside him the blanket still wrapped tightly around her.

Alex sensed his sorrow and quickly averted her eyes she was feeling the emotions of his life. Happiness sadness, guilt, regret, and even fear but it was another emotion she was not sure of that made her look away she was frightened the most of it because it was something she had felt long ago and it had hurt her and the feeling was coming back as she looked at him. // It is impossible I can’t love this … man… this thing… Can I ?// he looked up into her eyes and Alex felt her mind slowly be taken over by her need for love.

Phillip stared into the girls eyes once more. There was a fear in them that excited him more then he cared to admit even though she had brought to his knees she was still afraid of him. The girl suddenly leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Phillip was startled for a moment before realizing what she was doing ….