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Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Fantasy · #2090405
Colvetta is a vampire. All you need to know.
I dash into the nearest alley and hope that he passes me. Luckily, he does and I take a very deep intake of breath. Oh sorry about the holdup. My name is Colvetta Vanna II and I am a vampire. No, not the queen or princess just an average 21 year old vampire. We are in a huge rumble with the werewolves who was our enemy for over 100 years. Can you believe that? I just escaped one right now. He was about to hurt me(Well I think anyway).
So lets get back to the story. he quickly passes me then I carefully walk out of the alley and head towards my house. Surprisingly, as I enter I see a werewolf staring back at me with a calm collected face. he doesn't try to hurt me, but he grins carelessly at me with his very handsome smile. He also has a very muscular build which I also admire. His eyes are a rich hazel compared to my bright red eyes. He also has sharp claws compared to my white, pale fingers. He then motions for me to sit with him on the couch. I slowly walk towards the couch and take a seat one cushion away from him.
He then asks me,'What is your name?'
I reply,'Colvetta, Colvetta Vanna. What is yours, may I ask?'
'Ray.'
He grins at me then before I could react he put a barley sack over my head and tossed me somewhere. I stay completely still, paralyzed at the such sudden movement. I feel like I'm being carried to somewhere then finally the barley sack is removed. I realize I am surrounded by more werewolves about my age laughing at me.
Then one of the werewolves silences all the other werewolves and asks me,'Are you Colvetta Vanna II?'
'Yes,' I answer.
Then another werewolf says,'She's the one. It's time.'
The werewolf who asked who I was carried me in his arms. He then placed a little pill in my hands and said,'Take this pill when I tell you too. Oh and don't even think about escaping Colvetta.'
He then carried me to a strange palace covered in diamonds and gemstones from top to bottom. It gleamed in the bright crescent moon like a beacon. He talked to some officers before approaching the entrance with me still in his arms then eventually as we neared the entrance he got me to my feet and left
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