Writing this story makes me feel happy and knowing that I am sharing this story with people makes me feel gooD.

When you are seen as weak most of your life, no one expects much from you. So they'll never know what hit them.
Just ask Legolas Eilianther.

LIST OF STORIES 
(With dialogues)

1)	FUTURE DEPENDS ON WHAT ONE DOES NOW
        (Nine Scenes)
2)	WASHERMAN AND THE DONKEY 
3)	LION AND THE RAT 
4)	The RAT and the SAINT 
5)	The Intelligent Monkey and The Cruel Crocodile 
6)	THE RAT MARRIAGE 
7)	THE INTELLIGENT MONKEY AND THE CROCODILE 
8)	CUCKOO'S PROUDNESS
9)	MINDLESS LION 
10)	LAKE POWER 
11)	THE FROG AND THE SNAKE 
12)	THE FOX AND THE CRANE 
13)	MONKEY ACT
14)	THE CLEVER CRAB 
15)	DONKEY IN LION'S SKIN 
16)	THE SELFISH FRIEND AND THE BEAR 
17)	THE CURIOUS MONKEY 
18)	RATS AND ELEPHANTS 
19)	MY LOVE STORY

These are mostly meant for Kids and Teens Animal Stories. Bed Time Stories. Animal stories Video creation could be made. Dialogues based stories. These are Panchatantra Stories. These stories also could be utilized in Movies. Well written with dialogues. Bounded Script.

Mantri Pragada Markandeyulu, Litt.D.,
B Com, DBM, PGDCA, DCCP
Poet, Novelist, Song and Story Writer
Royal Success International Book of Records 2019 Honor
InSc Research Excellence Award-2020, Bangalore (India)
Gujarat Sahitya Academy and Motivational Strips 2020 Honor
Hon. Doctorate in Litt. from ITMUT, Brazil. (2019)
Literary Brigadier Honor (2018) from Story Mirror, Mumbai, India
Spotlight Superstar Honor (2018) from Story Mirror, Mumbai, India
30+ Global Poetic Certificates (2018, 2019, 2020)

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Its the apocalypse, be prepared for death destruction and teens being teens. Awkwardness beyond belief and misinterpreted signals.

This generation has a newer threat, Generation Z-OMBIE is about a group of teens trying to survive in the apocalyptic world. I have changed the title to Generation Z-OMBIE because the previous title was unprofessional.

Clara Forbes was a normal high school student in Mystic Falls, until he came to town. Damon Salvatore, a man she had never known until her late teens. A man that would come in and completely change her life, for better or worse.

All rights go to the creators of The Vampire Diaries and the CW. None of these characters are mine, except Clara Forbes and her story.

Cynthia Brown is your average 16-year-old girl. Except she isn't , Cynthia is a vampire who was found on her adopted mothers door step. Now she got invited into a vampire school called Smiths school for vampire which is one of the best schools in vampire world, now she has to decide whether to leave her best friends and go to a vampire school or stay and live a normal life. So Cynthia brown packs her bags and heads to smiths school for vampires and uncovers lots of secrets and maybe meets the love of her life?....

Kronos has been a savage vampire for millenniums.Hunting the humans for fun and enjoyment Never once has he had mercy for them not after they killed his parents. He enjoys ripping through the humans especially the hunters.Kronos used to be a calm vampire as calm as they can get.That was until a hunter came in the middle of the night and shot his dad and took his mom for testing.They ended up having to kill her because they saw little Kronos and she fought to her last breathe for Kronos.She gave up after Kronos was gone.She tried to rip threw them but she hadn't noticed the vervain that was injected into her arm.Which made vampire's weak and just made her even weaker.

Kronos' flashbacks and nightmares had been an everyday thing.His vampire side needed blood and he thought that others were gonna need blood. He decided to have him and his pack of vampire's have a hunt tonight.

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The pack of vampire's and I were currently on the border or more a river that separated us from the humans.I being the king of vampire's got to go first I went across the river with ease.No other vampire dared go in front of me nor even cross until I did.When I finally crossed and a little walking later we were by the humans.
I could smell the blood. All the vampire's waited until I gave signal that I was happy with were I would hunt for the night. I found this one alley next to the movie theater teens piling out. And I soon seen this one teen that caught my eye. I was satisfied with were I would hunt, I gave the signal and soon all the other vampire's were finding there spot to hunt.

Comment if you think I should continue this,if this would be a book you would read.

Kade smelled blood even before he caught the noisome scent of creatures clustered on the ground floor of a cold and unkempt house. They showed no concern when he walked inside. Another inhalation revealed it was human blood two of them stank of. The other two didn't have that coppery aroma clinging to them, but from the predatory gazes they leveled on Kade, they intended to change that.
 "My prisoner went missing from this area recently," Kade said by way of greeting, ignoring the way the creatures began to circle around him. They looked to be in their late teens, and from the energy in their auras, they were teens in undead years as well. "Let's not waste time. Have you seen him?"
 "Not smart to be out so close to dawn, vampire," the undead sarcastically replied without answering Kade's question. The creature sniggered, revealing his unusual pointed teeth. Kade was getting annoyed.
These creatures thought they had the advantage because of the impending dawn, but dawn would only decrease the strength of a new vampire. Kade concealed his power level to where it would feel like he was only a young vampire, if the ghouls were wise, they'd wonder at Kade's lack of hesitation in confronting them. Then again, if they were wise, they wouldn't have killed his prisoner if they knew who he was. It had only taken Kade an hour to track them down. Such idiocy wasn't only bold disregard for vampire and ghoul law; it also endangered the secrecy of their races.
In another mood, Kade would have killed the shark-toothed ghoul without further conversation, then rounded up the remaining three for personal entertainment later. After all, Kade didn't require their confession to know they had killed his prey. Not with the scent of blood on them.
The four ghouls pulled out their silver knives, smiling in that cruel, anticipatory way, Kade simply stood there. This would get bloody, but he was no stranger to blood. It had been his companion for far longer than these ghouls could even imagine. Kade peeked at the almost sunrise sky, wondering briefly if the sun shone in the afterlife. Before the sun was high, one ghoul would find out.
The ghouls started to attack Kade. But Kade lazily avoided all the knives slashing towards him. "Fools," Kades said. "Is this merely the best you can do?" The ghoul snarled at the insult, and managed hacking a deep line in Kade's thigh as a response. Kade's felt angry, a dark and deadly feeling, seeking to merge with his power to be given form. He forced it back, knowing if he released his control for even an instant, all of the ghouls would die. And they hadn't served their purpose yet.
"Get away from him," someone gasped.
Kade shifted his gaze toward the sound with the same amazement the ghouls showed. Had he been so distracted by his thoughts and this stupid ghouls that a human had actually managed to sneak up on them? The proof stood on the other side of the room.
A female human was holding a shotgun in classic shooting stance pointed at the ghouls clustered around him. She looked scared, eyes were wide her face pale as death, but she held her weapon in an unwavering grip. This was a complication he didn't need. "Leave now human while I'm being merciful," Kade ordered. Her fresh mortal body would be too tempting for the ghouls to resist if she didn't flee at once. And Kade was feeling very thirsty after wasting his time playing with this lowly creatures.
"Well, well,,, Looks like we're having dessert my friends." One ghoul rushed forward but stopped.
A clicking sound indicated the woman's thumbing back the hammer. "I' going to shoot you" she warned.
"All of you, put your weapons down and get away from him. I already called the police. The police are already on the way . . ." Her voice cracked as the ghouls moved away from Kades.
Kade was fully revealed to the woman's gaze, she stared. The man was strikingly handsome he was grinning from ear to ear. The ghouls charged. Kade was elated. A weak human just showed up and this scene was way interesting. This human has not realized what they were. Is she blind? Kade wondered. Should he stay pretending to be helpless, and let the ghouls kill her? Or should he…
A stabbing sound was heard, bringing back Kade's attention. A sweet fragrant entered his nose. Kade's mind went out of control. In a heartbeat power ripped out of Kade, slamming into the ghouls. He blasted more of his power into the four ghouls. The sudden high-pitched shrieks coming from the ghouls ended as abruptly as their attack on her. Kade strode over to the woman, none of the ghouls could even move. She was gasping, blood coming from her mouth. And more blood was pouring from her stab wound  in her stomach. She look up at him, anguish showing in her expression, followed by a horrified understanding as she realized she was facing a monster. Kade fed off her. Relinquishing his thirst. But another thought rose within Kade. This weak female tried to save him. Just he was about to drain her life the human opened her eyelids. Revealing her pale lifeless brown eyes.

Upon arriving to her home Ashley heard the moans of pain coming from inside..
 Suddenly she finds herself  trapped in a world she's only imagined in her worst nightmares.
 Finding it hard to move on from the past she was willing to met her end.
But somehow Death just could not let her go.


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Hope You'll give this novel a chance. Thanks!

After having left the house I immediately sprinted into the night and tested out my speed and strength. I was meant to be stronger than an original, but not strong enough to take all of them on at the same time. Unlike when most vampires ran and turned into a blur, I completely vanished without leaving a trace. The only other person I'd ever seen do that was Klaus Mikaelson.

Whilst running I began to think about the future and what I wanted from it. I was currently a member of the town council, a secret society who's goal was to protect the town from vampires. It didn't matter if the vampire meant any harm or not. Although this would change when the loved ones of council members became monsters themselves.

It's always different with family.

I didn't want to admit it, but I was scared of what the future held. It had been less than an hour and blood was already on my hands, the blood of my own husband. And I knew there'd be more if I had any plans to protect my children, which I honestly didn't know if I did.

Stopping in an alleyway by the Mystic Grill, I sat down and took a break from running, continuing to ponder.

Obviously I liked the two just the same as anybody else who enjoyed the show, in spite of this I didn't love them. I certainly wouldn't die for them. My heart was in turmoil as more of Miranda's memories chose this moment to surface, each memory like a painful gunshot.

Adopting Elena, her first steps, her first words even the first fight. I remembered finding out that I was pregnant, birthing Jeremy and going through the motions again. The stampede of another life, longer and deeper than the life I had lived was too much.

𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒑!

I forced a lid onto the influx of emotions, halting any other thoughts on the subject. After calming my heart all that remained was anger. Pure rage at having this parental duty shoved into my lap. Why couldn't I be literally anybody else? I was just 17! That's only a year older than Elena! Now I'm freaking 37! I don't know how to take care of myself, let alone two teens!

Why couldn't it just be-"Hey are you okay ma'am? Do you need help?" A soft voice sounded from behind me.

My next snapped in the direction of the voice, coming eye to with a short blond girl in her teens. I watched as her eyes widened in shock, then quickly turn into fear. She opened her mouth, clearly about to scream. I realised my vampire face must be unveiled. 

Vanishing from her vision I appeared behind the girl and grabbed her, hand over mouth. My anger had already skyrocketed with my enhanced emotions, and now this...this little 𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩! She wants to piss me off even more! Looking at me like I'm some fucking animal! 

In a moment fury I lost a grip on my strength squeezed too hard. 

𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗞

I froze in shock and quickly let the girl go. She fell to the ground, unmoving. My senses immediately picked up that she wasn't breathing. Whatever the cracking sound was, it had killed her. I tightly shut my eyes, desperately wanting this to be a dream. Not wanting have just killed some random girl that had asked to help me.

I opened my eyes and she was still there. Eyes wide open, lacking the kind light it previously held, staring at nothingness. Despite having murdered someone in cold blood, I wasn't as stressed as before. Yes I felt guilty and regretful, but besides from that I was also satisfied. Its like the plethora of sensations that plagued my mind before dulled allowing me to finally think straight.

I knew my emotions would be enhanced, but wasn't this exaggerated?

It seemed like killing this girl managed to calm down, as disturbing as that may sound. Registering the seriousness of the situation I picked up the girls body and rushed to another location of the river underneath Wickery bridge.

Quickly arriving I wasted no time and swiftly took the girls large purse and filled to the brim with all heavy rocks I could find nearby. I didn't know If dead bodies would sink or float, why would I? And I didn't want anybody to find this girl for at least a few months. Tying the long handle around the girls ankle I quickly threw her into the river as far as I could, getting a good distance.

I was certain nobody was nearby since I didn't hear any footsteps, heartbeat or breathing.

Although I had just dumped my first body, what shocked me more was how calm I was throughout the process. It was too big of a difference to before, did vampires enjoy
killing so much that it was a relief? 

𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂

My musing was interrupted by a ringing sound. Pulling my phone out of my zipped pocket I saw an unfamiliar number calling. I picked up, "Hello?" I answered.

"Good evening is this... Miranda Gilbert?" The male voice on the other side asked.

"I'm Miranda, what can I help you with?" 

I heard a regretful sigh come from the other end, "I'm calling on behalf on Mystic Falls Hospital, your husband and daughter had an accident on Wickery Bridge. I'm sorry to inform you that the individual identified as Grayson Gilbert has passed away and Elena Gilbert is currently unconscious" 
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After receiving the expected call I sped home and informed Jeremy of the incident. The two of us rushed to the hospital and were currently sitting in Elenas room waiting for her to wake up. The crying Jeremy was leaning on my shoulder as I kept him in my arms. 

Things went just like in the show except me dying. This alone changed a few things. Jenna would never come to town, never become a vampire and never be used in Klaus's ritual. Meaning somebody else had to die for it to happen.

There also the possibility of me playing strict parent, not letting Elena date men that are significantly older than her and keeping her away from all the supernatural danger. I couldn't help but inwardly giggle at the idea. Would there even be a show If moved the family to Australia? Or the Uk or Canada? Probably. Klaus would eventually find out she existed and the rest would follow.

I wondered when I should tell them about this other side of the this cruel world. They would find out eventually with me not ageing, and if you've watched any superhero movie or have read any comic, you would know that the "not telling to keep them safe" approach never works.

Looking at the two teens I couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship with them. I had decided to try be a decent mom. At least I wouldn't go grocery shopping and never return.

Rachel's glare when I walk into the apartment is almost as fierce as Valentine's was when I told him there was no additional blood.

"I know, I know," I cut her off before she can say anything. "I've been sitting in the stairwell thinking."

Both her eyebrows shoot up at my lie. "Why? Did something happen?"

I plop onto the couch and draw my legs beneath me. "I don't feel like I'm making any contribution as a delegate."

"You spoke with Valentine. His vamps aren't storming the walls."

"But being a delegate is more than that. My parents used to do blood drives." All these thoughts bombarded me as I rode the elevator. "They had that five-K blood run—"

"Which garnered zero pints, as I recall."

"What was the reward? A T-shirt? No one's going to come for that."

She joins me on the couch, tucking her legs up against her chest and wrapping her arms around them. It makes her look young. It's easy to forget that she's not even ten years older than me. We all have to grow up fast these days. "So, you want to start paying for blood?"

"No, but … we take blood from anyone who is at least seventeen. But I don't know anyone at school who gives blood. So teens are an untapped resource. How do we get them to donate blood?"


 
She presses a well-manicured finger against her chin. I can see that she's seriously considering what I'm saying.

"I mean, most of the posters around the city are focused on parents giving blood to protect their children," I point out.

"Because that's who we've always thought was most likely to give. But you're right. If we can get the teens into the habit of donating, they'll carry it into adulthood. So do you have some ideas for how we do that?"

"A dance?" I suggest. "Donate blood and get a free ticket?"

She puckers her brow. "I think it needs to be more than a dance. I think it needs to be a kick-ass party."

I grin. "I like the way you think."

"Write up some plans, some justification for the expense. We'll run it by Clive on your way to school in the morning."

"Thanks." I pop off the couch, stop, and study her. "Rachel, have you ever known a vampire? Other than Valentine, I mean?"

"By 'known' I assume you mean for longer than it takes to put a stake through their hearts?"

I nod. "Yeah."

A sadness touches her fudge brown eyes. "A lot of what I know about vamps I learned from one I considered a … friend. I was younger than you; the war was still raging. He would come into the city at night. It was easier then—we didn't have the wall. We would talk. Then one night … he needed blood. He wanted mine. And when I said no, he tried to take it. I screamed. People rushed out of their homes and … they killed him. I felt guilty for a long time. Because he was just asking for help."

"If he were really your friend, he wouldn't have tried to force you."

"No. He wouldn't have. But if I were really his, wouldn't I have given him what he needed? Relationships with vampires are complex, Dawn. Remember that. Valentine will never be your friend."

She's right, he won't be. But I'm not thinking of Valentine. I'm thinking of Victor. Could we be friends?

"So here's what we're gonna do. After school, we'll all go to blood site five and donate blood. Rachel is going to arrange for a news crew to be there so we get coverage. We're going to start a special blood drive—the Teen Initiative—and every teen who donates a pint of blood between now and next Saturday will get a ticket to a party at the Daylight Grill. Free food. Free drinks."

I'm sitting at a table in the lunchroom with Vivi, Michael, and Sin. I can see the wheels in their heads turning as they try to decide whether or not to embrace this incredibly cheesy idea. The Agency kept the blood bank theft under wraps, so no one knows about it. No need to scare the already frightened citizens.

Rachel and I met with Clive before school this morning. My delegate training paid off, because it took me fewer than five minutes to convince Clive to let us give the Teen Initiative a shot. After my trip with Victor last night, I'm determined to see the blood donations increase. It's part of my duties as a delegate, something I've been slacking off on. I have to admit that Victor's outing helped me see the value of our blood.

"You sound like you've gone a little pro-vampire," Michael says after a couple of minutes.

"What? No. It's just that they need our blood. And I'm supposed to ensure that we get enough of it to Valentine"—although if some went to Victor, who was going to know?—"to keep the peace, and I thought this would be a fun way of doing all that."

"Unfortunately I gave blood just before I left Los Angeles," Sin says. "So it's a little too soon for me. But I'll definitely spread the word, maybe even help set up the party."

"I hate needles." Vivi gives a visible shudder, then grins at Sin. "But if you'll hold my hand, I'll do it."

"I'd hold your hand without your giving blood, but of course."

I glance over at Michael. "Michael?"

"Yeah. Okay."

I wish he'd seen what I did last night. I know he'd be more enthusiastic then. I'm trying really hard not to compare his reluctance to Victor's willingness to risk so much to procure blood for vampires on the verge of starvation. It's an unfair comparison, because Michael would do anything for humans. Although Victor didn't hesitate to save Vivi and me that night on the trolley.

"Think you could convince some of the guys around school to come with us? They're not listening to me much lately," I say.

"I'll talk to the guys in the training program."

"Thanks." Reaching out, I thread my fingers through his and am unsettled to realize that the fit doesn't feel quite as perfect as it did with Victor last night. That's crazy. Michael means everything to me. And Victor… I don't know what to think about him anymore.

A news crew is waiting at blood site five when I arrive with my small entourage: Vivi, Michael, Sin, and four of Michael's buddies. Half a dozen other people are in various stages of donating. Even I'm surprised by the positive turnout.

I smile, stretch out on the recliner, and roll up my sleeve as though I'm about to have the most exciting time of my life. Michael takes the recliner next to me, and Vivi's on the other side of me. She's pale. Sin takes her hand.

Several Agency guards are strategically placed at doors and elevators. This place is practically the Fort Knox of blood now. Only donors ever get to see this floor, but beneath it are several levels of frozen and chilled blood, all waiting to be delivered. During the day, of course. Placed outside the manor in insulated containers every Friday.

"So, Dawn," the reporter with the mic begins as the nurse rubs the inside of my elbow with a cold, alcohol-drenched cotton ball, "if you weren't our delegate, would you be donating?"

"I would, Chip," I say, recognizing him from other news stories he's done. "Vampires can't survive without our blood. Giving my blood… I see it as charitable."

"Some people consider vamps parasites."

"It's true that they need our blood in order to survive. But recently, I had the opportunity to visit with a vampire family." Standing behind him, Rachel widens her eyes, and I know I'm going to have to do some explaining after this. "They feed only on legally drawn blood. I guess… I think we have an obligation to do what we can to preserve all life. We can either give our blood to the vampires or have it taken from us. By giving it, we control how it's taken and how much is taken. Meanwhile, negotiation is the best path to reclaiming our place alongside vampires rather than beneath them."

Rachel gives a subtle nod of approval. When I asked for this publicity op last night, she gave me a list of talking points to memorize.

"Do you honestly think Valentine will ever consider us equal?"

Not him, but maybe his son. But Chip doesn't specify whether he's referring to Lord Murdoch Valentine or Victor, so I simply say, "With time, yes."

I grimace as the needle slides into my vein.

"With all due respect, Dawn, you're a kid who Valentine can't possibly take seriously—"

"I don't hear much respect there, Chip. I'm young, yes, but I learned a lot from my parents. And I don't carry the hatred that those who fought in the war do." Sometimes delegates lie. "I truly believe I can make a difference for the citizens of Denver. I wouldn't have accepted the position otherwise."

"Well, here's one reporter who hopes you and the Agency know what you're doing."

"The Agency knows exactly what it's doing, and has full confidence in Dawn," Rachel says, stepping forward. "As you can see, several teens came in with Dawn. Under her guidance, we're starting a new program that we're calling the Teen Initiative. To help get it off the ground, we're throwing a party a week from Saturday at the Daylight Grill. There will be a live band, and free food and drinks for any teen who donates blood during the next week."

As she fields the tougher questions, I relax, pressing my head against the pillow. Cameras are clicking. Michael reaches over and wraps his hand around mine.

"Not exactly the most exciting date we've ever had," he says

At seventeen, Dawn Montgomery knows that monsters really do come out at night—after all, they are her job. It’s just after the thirty-years war between vampires and humans, and as an ambassador between the two sides (a role she inherited when her parents were killed), Dawn quickly learns that balancing schoolwork, teen life, and the requests of Lord Valentine, the most frightening vampire in the region, isn’t easy.

And it only gets more complicated when she forms a tentative friendship with Victor, the mysterious stranger who rescued her from a hoard of vampires…only to discover that not only is Victor a vampire, but that he is Lord Valentine’s son.

Soon Dawn is struggling to remember that with everything on the line, she can’t afford to fall for the enemy…



"Ah-ah…p-please w-w-we are s-sorry! P-please s-spare us f-for l-last time. P-please N-N-Nick!" The raven haired girl cried out as she was dragged into a big room; also known as the…torture room. 

 

"Shut up! If you really cared then you wouldn't have done that in the first place. So, prepare yourselves for the bloody consequences. Nick stated with a deep voice as he grabbed the tied hands of the raven haired girl and dragged her further into the hall near the black, golden and wine colored throne. He pushed the girl on the floor with rest of the two boys that were already brought in by Nick's bond-mate; Wendy. 

 

"P-please you d-don't understand. If s-she saw u-us, then we'll r-really d-die." The blonde boy beside the raven haired girl stuttered out of the fear while Nick and Wendy only smirked madly in tranquil. 

 

"Wasn't the death a reason for hiring me and escorting you all to her? You three know that I'm Nick Lockwood…Queen's right hand. What did you all expect instead of death when you all saw me on your doorsteps? I thought everyone knew that I'm the Queen's personal grim reaper who collects the souls she…drops dead." Nick said that with a deep and dark voice along with a sinister smirk displayed on his handsome features that unexpectedly went well with wild glint in his dark blue eyes. 

 

"Nick stop scaring them. Now we don't want them to run out of their tears before our Queen could even have her fun with them so, why not let them have their happy moment till they can?" Wendy asked with a smug look on her face while she played with her straight dark red hair with black highlights. 

 

Nick chuckled darkly before nodding. While the three teens were already a sobbing mess. 

 

The large golden and black door opened, and a beautiful young lady walked in with grace in her white long dress that almost touched the ground as the Queen walked forward swiftly. She sat down on the throne as Nick and Wendy along with other three teens bowed towards her out of respect. 

 

She smiled wickedly the moment her gaze fell and got stuck on the three teens that were going to be a witness of her wrath…soon. 

 

"Nick, I'm curious about something. Would you have an honor in satisfying my curiosity?" The brunette girl asked with deep menacing voice after she was handed a glass of red wine by Wendy who stood at her throne's left side dressed in all plain black leather jacket and black leather pant along with silver chains adorning her attire from few places. The same dress code was followed by Nick too since both Nick and Wendy were Queen's personal grim reapers. 

 

"Yes, My Queen. I would be really honored." Nick answered back whilst bowing. 

 

The marvelous Queen smiled with darkness displayed in her soulless eyes before sipping her wine. She sipped her wine whilst still glaring at those teens who kept their mouths shut all time as they cried silently whilst keeping their heads down as they were at the mercy of their…Queen. 

 

"Then tell me Nick…do I look pretty in this dress?" The Queen asked with a deep voice that sent shivers down in everyone's spines. 

 

"No, my Queen. You don't." Nick replied back with an expressionless face. 

 

"That's why you're my favorite. After all…I hate white. So, you wouldn't mind if I paint it with something beautiful as…blood color, right? You know the method could get a bit gruesome." The Queen asked before sipping her wine again. 

 

"No matter what the method is. You still need to look beautiful. Since you're the Queen, my majesty." Nick answered with a dark smirk that was followed by a more sinister smirk on the Queen's beautiful features. At that the teens realized that no matter what...they weren't going to make it out alive. 

 

After hearing the answer of her most trusted right hand, the Queen handed her finished wine glass back to Wendy who grabbed it and went away. Queen's iris turned crimson before she folded her arms across her chest before demanding out in a menacing tone, "You! You in the middle! What was your purpose for going after that boy? The boy I condemned as….forbidden." 

 

"M-my Q-q-queen please f-forgive u-us! W-we're s-so s-s-sorr—" 

 

"Do you really think that I want an apology? How stupid of you to think that. You're only wasting your breath. Besides save it…I'll end up in knowing the truth anyway." The Queen glared at the teens after voicing out her exasperation in a calm tone which was enough for the ground to slip away from underneath the trembling teenagers. 

 

The teens trembled badly as they already knew that it was end for them. Jessica who was kneeled in the middle found some courage in herself and spoke out without thinking further thus, leading to a horrendous outcome. 

 

"M-my Queen s-since y-you're not g-going t-to spare us t-then w-we have no r-reason to answer any of y-your q-quest—" 

 

The raven haired girl got interrupted when suddenly, out of nowhere the Queen appeared and thrusted out the whole wind pipe of the teen that was kneeled on her left side. Raven haired girl's eyes widened as she lost her breath when she saw her best friend fall backwards. Dead. Jessica's wide and teary eyes went higher slowly, to look at the horrific Queen who was holding whole windpipe along with the ribcage. Jessica screamed till her throat went dry and turned scratchy whereas, the Queen stood in glory with all of the blood splattered on her beautiful white dress. 

 

Oh, how the Queen loved bathing in the blood of her preys. 

 

Though the dress was beautiful, but in the Queen's opinion…it was more magnificent with blood spread on it. 

 

"Complete that sentence…and I'll wipe out your whole clan in...five minutes." Queen growled out before throwing away the trachea in the corner of the room where there were already bones and skulls scattered with frozen spots of blood on the dark floor. 

 

Jessica sobbed along with Markus who was trying to crawl back before it would get too late. Howbeit, odds were not in his favor that day. Since the bloody Queen turned her crimson iris towards the raven haired boy whose fleeting attempt was failed the moment his hazel eyes locked with the sinister Queen's crimson eyes. 

 

There was an old saying, though. Never lock your eyes with of a...hungry beast. Well...that's exactly what happened. 

 

Within the speed of light, the Queen grabbed Markus by his throat and squeezed it to the limit that it bursted out all of the blood on Queen's face, hair and upper part of the white dress that was now completely dyed into…bloody red. 

 

Soon the living body of the muscular teen was defunct in the hands of the merciless, bloody Queen. The brunette Queen smirked madly whilst licking the blood off her cerise colored lips which were coated in the splatters of blood. 

 

"Since you were not going to answer my questions then I guess…you don't need your tongue. Besides why would you need it? When I can clearly hear your mind and…I've already…killed your…bond-mate." Queen pressed on the last words with a dark and husky voice before smirking evilly whilst looking at the sobbing girl who kept on looking at her bond-mate. Markus Conant. 

 

Queen threw away the body after taking out the heart and crushing it till its blood spilled downwards, and passed through the gaps of her fingers, and setting its remains on the fire that flared up from the Queen's palm; that fire which banished just like that after doing its job. 

 

The Queen proceeded towards her last prey and took her tongue out, and set it on fire before crushing it in her fist. The flame from her palm again disappeared after its job was done. 

 

It was a…bloody mess. However, the Queen was more than a mess that she created. 

 

The raven haired girl sobbed and tried to crawl away, but before she could, Queen grabbed a fistful of her raven locks which she yanked back harshly. Jessica's blood dripped out of her mouth like a red waterfall, but the bloody gruesome scene was nothing as compere to what the Queen wanted to do with the sobbing fledgling vampire. Or better; her prey. 

 

The Queen tried to lock her gaze with her petrified prey's eyes, but the prey kept looking everywhere, but in her eyes. 

 

Before the merciless Queen could continue, the doors burst opened and Sam ran towards his Queen with disconcertment expression displayed on his face. 

 

"Queen Luna, I know I'm not supposed to disturb you during your fun time, but the matter I brought to you; needs your attention immediately." Sam panted out his reason for disturbing the Queen during her most enjoyable time of the day other than meeting with Elliot in university. As meeting Elliot and tormenting her preys were the most delightful parts of her day while the rest of her day was passed in complete apathy. 

 

Queen Luna, let go of the raven haired girl before looking at Sam with narrowed eyes and murderous expression. 

 

"What is the matter about that it can't be dealt by Harry or even Logan, but only me? If it won't be of any worth, then you'll get punished badly for disturbing this moment of time with my preys…Sam." Luna demanded the answer in deep and menacing tone that it made Sam gulp out of fear. Despite being afraid of his Queen's demeanor; he was quite predestined about walking out alive since he knew that the matter he had brought, would turn out to be the most significant thing than playing with her preys. 

 

"My Queen the matter is worth it because it is regarding…Elliot." Sam replied back strongly though he was shaking from inside. Since the bloody-gore scene displayed behind her only spiked his fear from medium level to higher level and so, right at that moment; his mind alerted him of danger...but what could he have done when he already barged in without announcing his presence plus, he already spilled the title of the concerning matter. Now...he only had to pray that Elliot would turn out to be more important than her preys. So, Sam started praying internally. 

 

Queen's ears perked up on Elliot's name. "Give me…one second." Queen gritted out the order to which Sam nodded and looked down on the ground whereas, the Queen within the speed of light; yanked out the heart of the raven haired girl and dropped her body backwards on the cold floor beneath them. 

 

"What is it about Elliot?" The Queen faced Sam while not caring about the blood that decorated her body, but her crimson eyes weren't blazing in wrath anymore as they were replaced by her own dark brown iris that were as close to being almost stygian. She demanded an answer from Sam with soft tone as she was calming herself down slowly after killing the vampire rats who messed up with someone who was precious of hers. 

 

Though she wasn't finished with her last prey since she wanted to torture her more because she didn't just tried to kidnap Elliot instead she also sexually harassed Elliot. Nonetheless, she cut her fun down because of a certain matter brought to her at that prey's suffering time. Oh, how that prey got lucky in being granted death rather than excruciating torture. 

 

Sam sighed in relief after realizing that he'll live so, he swiftly updated the Queen about the matter that disturbed him a lot, by stating, "My Queen, today Elliot visited a hospital in evening and the doctor took one medium sized glass tube of blood from him for the tests which he should take for his cancer, but today he got doctor's call again after eight in the night, when he asked for Elliot to come back to hospital for giving blood for more five glass tubes as they are needed for his numerous tests." 

 

Sam stopped for a moment as he sighed in frustration before proceeding, "My Queen, I've confirmed it from another hospitals and I've also consulted with Harry before I came to know that a patient with stomach cancer doesn't needs to go through six blood tests instead; its only three tests that are carried out. From which one is in the beginning and other in the middle, and one in the end to know about, if some progress is being made or not. For Elliot…he already was giving his blood for tests since…high school." 

 

Queen's iris turned crimson again before asking with a deep menacing tone that "What are you trying to tell me here, Sam?" 

 

Sam sighed again before ruffling his hair in frustration before replying, "My Queen, I think the doctor is selling his blood." 



"P-please let me go, a-and I'll do a-anything e-even, if n-not saying a w-word about i-it." - Elliot.
"Oh...Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. My sweet Bunny. Even if I let you go for now you're still my...prey. My prey. My bunny." - Luna.

~*~*~*~

Elliot Amell is a twenty year old new student at the University of Manitoba. He has cancer that he is fighting with and refuses to tell anyone. So, his childhood friend Park Sam only knows about his life threatening condition.
 
With his childhood friend Park Sam; he goes into a new life whilst welcoming new friends and developing for the first time a huge crush on the 'Student Council's President' along the way in his journey of his new prestigious University, but not knowing the fact that his mere presence would be opening the doors to some unexpected and unbelievable yet horror-stricken threats.
 
Later, that sweet boy falls victim to something sinister after witnessing something dark and horrendous, he shouldn't have.  Elliot was scared for his life as his cancer was getting worse so, he got assured that he'll die one way or another before even completing his dream University as dreaming for a life ahead of university seemed only a vivid fragment of his imagination.
 
Howbeit, life had other plans for the innocent and saccharine boy.
 
When he finds himself falling in the hands of a brunette girl with prepossessing beauty who has been introduced as the Queen of the whole supernatural world and is after him because they share a very special, and a deep bond of which Elliot finds it difficult to understand.
 
Queen is brutal, ferocious, ruthless and a murderer of innocent people whereas, Elliot is a boy who would get easily scared from a bug even.
 
Two very divergent worlds collide so expectedly by fate, but in much unexpected ways.
 
Elliot is a mere human whilst the Queen is an immortal hybrid of of three creatures of darkness. Another reason why, she is also known as the Queen Of Death.

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