All Chapters of Vampire Empire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I peeled myself into a tight cocktail dress, which Martha tied right at my back. "Red looks good on you forbidden, dear." She praised and stroked my loose hair, over my almost completely bare back. In the meantime they tickled my shoulders, which I sometimes found quite strange. "I look like Aurora in that dress." I complained. Martha had straightened my hair and laced me into a tight dress. Red wasn't Aurora's color, but I could still see certain similarities, apart from the fact that my hair was noticeably lighter and hers was streaked."Still, you don't share the same fashion taste or the same colors." Martha corrected me while I spread lip gloss on my lips, which would definitely have gone off after the theater."Fortunately." I grinned broadly and looked at myself in the mirror. I was definitely an eye catcher and would definitely attract even more attention on my king's side.In fact, the play lasted over five hours and was in Spanish. Fortunately, Martha

"What are you looking for, son?" Asked my mother, who was riding next to me on a young white horse. He obviously sensed that we weren't entirely "harmless" people, because he shied a little under her stern voice."I thought I heard something." I answered truthfully. For a few days now, I have felt persecuted. Ever since I left the goddess on the bank of our river. Did she follow me? When she did, she showed herself to me, just to reassure me. Some time ago she followed us through the desert, down to the sea. We had spent a few days and nights there in solitude. Mischel had enjoyed being there. The sea smelled and felt completely different, she once explained to me, than the forests and rivers from our homeland. However, she couldn't stay long. Me neither. So our paths parted again, only to meet again almost a hundred years later. It was like that often. She visited me or I visited her. We are a couple who of course fought, missed and teased each other.It went on like

My teeth stopped inches from my victim. Slowly they withdrew and my head also gave way to the untouched carotid artery. What was I doing there?No! The better question: what was Isles doing? She kissed the king bluntly in the middle of a hallway and he replied as if nothing would give him greater pleasure. But I knew that look. Too good. And too often I had seen him myself. It meant his plan went exactly the way he wanted it!In frustration, I pushed the living donor away. Without my hold, he landed roughly on the floor and Beliov looked at me with raised eyebrows in confusion."Oh, shut up!" I gasped angrily, but the old vampire hadn't even made the move to open his mouth. "I don't know myself." I grumbled and let myself fall on a vacant chair while he helped the person to his feet and sat back in his cell."Isles." Beliov stated coldly."It's not because of her." It's this ... 'lousy pig''s fault. As Isles put it so nicely."Then you have

"This will never work!" I groaned, fidgeting nervously."While Isles is doing the scene for him, the Docs can let her out. Don't worry, it'll work out. ”Beliov reassured me, but I had very little confidence.Sighing, I looked around in the large silver salon to Isles, where the drink should have worked for a long time.Unfortunately we didn't take everything into account. Namely that Michellé had to leave the room now, of all times, and met Isles in the middle of the hallway. "Damn it!" I swore. "I'll take care of it." Beliov nodded to me and disappeared to his own task. It was time for the werewolves to be released."Kö ..." I fell silent when I saw Isle's, almost smug, smile. Damn it, it was too late and the two of them weren't in the parlor!Wait a minute ... what's going on ... Startled, I watched Michellé disappear into the strawberry parlor, while Isles walked off in the opposite direction. What was wrong? Why didn't

  In the bathroom I put Isles down, but only to look for towels while she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for something to do. Her whole face shone in a rich red tone, because she had been crying and around her mouth there were also remnants of someone to be seen. Something told me that this blood residue was not from a donor."Who were the Siamese twins?"I found the towels in a low drawer, tossed them next to the sink, and turned back to Isles. “Scientists who have lived down there for over a thousand years, hidden from mother and most of the other vampires. Few know about them. Including me. I planned the escape with them, which you thoroughly messed up. ”She seemed to want to reply something, but as I pulled the red dress from her body with a little jerk, only a surprised exclamation came from her mouth. "You have to shower, you smell like werewolves!" I lifted her cleverly into the shower and turned on the water, wh