Bloodthirst Love

"Out of my way!"

"Learn to read your lines before challenging them."

"It shouldn't be like how we are supposed to be."

"Pretend as if it never happened."

One night, a thousand questions ignited to be answered. Alas, neither of them was ready to do so.

She chose to play the wisest role, or she just thought it could be possibly the wisest.

He let himself be mesmerized by the encounter, amazed by the new connection he seemed to create in his mind.

"Tell me if I'm wrong."

"It doesn't change the fact that we fell into this together."

"Forced self-denial? How far can you manage to go with it?"

She must be considered a fool to reject his advances, as all the women out there desired for him. But he is neither good, for thinking it will be easy to get her.

She seems sharp, quick-witted and flooded with elegance. On the contrary, her gazes are terrifying, unwelcoming. She isn't afraid of darkness, she appreciated evil, while hated being loved and avoided the fragments of romance. Her existence is mysterious as well as her presence.

And there he is, calm, collected, flawless, and handsome in everything he does. He seems to believe in love, more than anyone. He is not afraid of the wonders of romance, it's just he didn't need to think about it until he met her. It was then he found the meaning of those abstract feelings he had read in the books.

"Say, My Lady, will you be mine?"

"Am I not honored enough to love My Lord more than I do?"

Love sounds like a fairy tale, for people who constantly face with the reality of truth and desires. Love turns into lust, lust into self-destruction. Sometimes, even a fairy tale is not enough to make a story perfect. Sometimes, sacrifice is the only option to keep one side pleasant.

A fated match? Or an unfortunate miss-match?

Forever together? Or a curse to never be together?

It was a destined encounter, which led them into a beautiful mistake. Will they be counting it as a mistake over time? Or they will leave it behind and move on like all those fragments of memories lost in the dark shade of the past?

A journey of forbidden and impossible bloodthirsty love begins here.

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Human beings are weird. They live up to a life where they nourish their dream, their passion. And when they finally achieve it, they become reluctant to flourish their achievement. Soon enough that achievement becomes a trophy to them.

She could never understand them, these human beings who are so crazy about their goals but then again so shallow when it comes to cherishing their achievement.

Such a foul act.

She hated those humans who never once dreamed or desired anything in their life.

Lifeless.

Although she did not have the right to question anyone's life aims, she feels extremely frustrated and raged witnessing the lifelessness. They should have been grateful for their life without pretending to be dead inside.

No, she does not envy them. Envy is a foreign word in her world, in her dictionary. As she never lacks in anything. Beauty, wealth, wisdom, prosperity -nothing.

Despite having everything, she does have a thing missing compared to other humans which she never regretted not possessing. More like she is glad she does not possess this. She does not even want to possess that in the future too.

That is emotions. She hates emotions as well as an emotional person. Maybe her past determined her not to possess it, or maybe because she is not supposed to feel any human emotion by birth. But eventually, she grew up with the absence of it all along.

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Author's Note: hey, there! It's nimbu with another story. The sincere love you showed for my previous book 'A Story That Holds Us Together' led me to create another story in the romance genre. I expect more viewers and appreciation this time as I put a lot of thought into uploading a new story after this long hiatus. I will finish my first book soon enough after some edits are done as many of you requested to return and complete it. I hope you all like this new work of mine and keep supporting me! Thank you!