Chapter 1

 

"Honey, stop fooling around and come look at your sisters' dress. She wants your opinion." My mother says, grabbing the pickle jar I was trying to open and sits it back down on the counter, smoothing out my dress and straightens my shoulders, "You must act like a lady tonight, Desdemona, you cannot embarrass your sister or your father. No fighting, no back talking, put a smile on your face and wave, greet the guests, throwback a couple cocktails and flirt with a few of your fathers business friends' sons. Understand?"

 

But what if I don't want to be a lady?

 

I groan internally and try to loosen my mother's grip on my face as she forces me to meet her gaze, "Okay, mom, I'll do my best." I say sweetly and flash her a darling smile that was so fake it hurt even my face.

 

"Good." She lets me go and starts to take me upstairs, "Look at your lovely sister, tell her to spin, say she looks wonderful and don't fool around. We can't be late to our own party."

 

I nod and walk into my older sisters' room, watching her as her mercilessly yells at the old woman at her feet trying to add the finishing touches to her dress.

 

"Really, Amanda? Can try to be a little happy on your coming out party?" I sigh, sending an apologetic look at the old woman.

 

Amanda spins and looks at me, knocking the woman completely to the floor in the process, "What? I am happy this woman is just so.... Ugh. It doesn't matter, do I look wonderful or what?"

 

"Yes, as always you look perfect."

 

Amanda looks back at me with a scowl after she gets done twirling herself, "Well, you look good too... not as good as me but... You're good.."

 

"Wow, thanks, I feel great now." I say with fake enthusiasm and high content of sarcasm, helping the old woman out and through the door I look at my conceited sister, "Stop looking at yourself before you fall into the mirror, Narcissa, mother doesn't want to be late."

 

"Wtf is a Narcissa?" My sister asks as she lifts up her dress and brushes past me.

 

"Nothing, dear, sister. Never mind."

 

Why did I have to be stuck in this family? Geesh.

 

THE PARTY

 

I was downing my fourth cocktail by the table and tried not to puke up all the finger sandwiches while some fancy smancy son of a big kahuna was talking to me in that disgusting nasally voice, asking me how I liked it in bed.

 

Like ew?

 

But then they showed up, the Novak's, the richest family in Europe along with one with the most secluded one. They didn't talk to anyone except to have some super explicit, hot sex and I've only seen them but that was because my (step) father was the only man in the business world they trusted enough to take care of their money.

 

And they were stunning people, absolutely mouth drooling beautiful even more than my sister and that was hard.

 

The parents, Nikkita and Lukas Novak, both had shining blonde hair. Nikkita looked like a beautiful, porcelain doll with pale skin, big blue eyes, a round face, blonde hair, pink lips and dainty little figure. And her husbands, damn; chocolate eyes, raven colored hair that flowed to his shoulders, his build was strong and hard and he was tanned, he looked like he could snap you in half but whoa, I don't think anyone would complain if he did. Their children were just as beautiful, there were 4 and all boys with one girl who was the youngest around my sister's age.

 

The oldest, Jakub, was just a bad boy all round and he was sexy but he was the only one of the brothers who didn't sleep around most people thought there was a secret someone in his life. The second oldest was Vasek and he was my favorite one to look at, he was quiet unlike his brothers and sisters, apparently he could paint they say he could be the next Leonardo da Vinci, he wouldn't blatantly try to impress the girls like his brothers who ran around mercilessly but he would sweet talk them, caress them with his cute words and deep voice.... Or that's what I heard. The third was Marek was the fun one he ran around like a mad man, impressed the ladies with his superior intellect even some whisper he was the next big genius, or something. And their little sister was Veronika and she was just like her mother; the pale skin, big blue eyes, petite and long blonde hair but all similarities stopped there, where her mother was quiet and reserved she was loud and funny, not holding anything back.

 

"Excuse me, but it looks like you're bothering the lady." A deep voice rumbled from behind me, making me catch my breath and look behind me slowly.

 

The weirdo with the bad haircut and bad breath that persisted in knowing everything in my love life sputtered, "I... Uh, she didn't say anything..." He looks at me with a blush creeping up his neck,"Right?"

 

"Actually.... You are." I shrug and pick up a cookie.

 

The guy who turned out to be Vasek smirks and puts a hand on the table, "You heard the lady, scram little man."

 

Man, that accent was sending chills up my back.

 

Looking up at him to get a full look and catch my breath, "Whoa..."

 

"What? Did the sexiness of my face startle you?" He asks, his deep laughter rumbling through his chest so hard I swear the table was vibrating.

 

"I... Uh... NO." I whisper while my brain is screaming 'yes, oh very much so'.

 

"If you find me so hot why don't you come to my place sometime...?" He runs a finger from my collar to my neck, "so I can paint you nude, beautiful, I can keep the painting just between us, you can be my Mona Lisa."

 

I take a breath and shake my head slowly.

 

Clear your head, Desi, bad things happen when you let your emotions reign. Your mother will be disappointed again if you make an idiot out of her like you always do.

 

"Okay, well, call me up if you change your mind, pretty face... I'll be waiting but not forever and you've kept me waiting long enough." Vasek whispers and runs a thumb over my lips before dropping his hand completely and walking off, going back to his sister's side.

 

Wait... Kept him waiting long enough? He hasn't even talked to me before now or even acknowledged my existence.

 

**2 weeks later**

 

It was in the middle of the night when there was a loud bang on my door, knocking me from my slumber.

 

"Dammit." Scrambling to turn on my light I knock practically everything off my nightstand and stumble to my door, "What the heck? Oh, mom..."

 

"Get dressed, pack a few clothes and toiletries then come downstairs." She says, her eyes and face giving nothing away but she was fully dressed at 3:40 in the morning?

 

"I... Is everything okay?"

 

"Everything is fine, do what I said and get down here now."

 

"Okay... Yes ma'am" I whisper and shut the door, grabbing a duffle bag and just tossing my clothes in before tucking my laptop, mini stereo and favorite teddy bear away while slipping on black skinny jeans and a baggy 'Work for peace' shirt on before bounding down the steps and to the living room only to see my parents fully clothed and my sister in her nightgown whispering hushed to the Novak's...

 

"What's going on?" I say, freaking out a tad.

 

Nikkita steps forward and smiles, taking my hand between her cold palms,"You are coming to live with us, darling?"

 

"What? Why?"

 

"Because... Well... We wish to unite our families... You will come live with us and by the end of the year you will marry Vasek since he is inheriting the family fortune."

 

"What?!" I look at my parents,"You knew about this?" I throw Nikkita's hands away and back up into the stairs," I won't marry him but I'm sure Amanda would love it. Make her do it, she'd make a perfect house wife."

 

Nikkita sighs, "I'm sorry but it's already been done, that's why we figured we'd give you time to know him and us. You can learn to accept us but this is for your family's well-being also, if you care for their safety you will come with us willingly but either way you will come."

 

"You've got to be joking."

 

Nikkita smiles sadly and looks behind me, nodding and before I can look back a pair of gloved hands dart around me, pressing a white rag to my face.

 

"Good girl, Desdemona."

 

And everything goes dark but not before I get a glimpse of Vasek's pleased face, my mother's approving one and my sister's silent but obvious jealous rage.

Chapter 2

 

"LET ME OUT OF THIS FREAKING ROOM, YOU BASTARDS!" Pounding on the door and letting out a warrior scream before sinking to my knees, "This totally blows."

 

"You know, the only reason we arent letting you out of this room is because youre screaming like a wild one, once you calm down we'll let you out." A deep, velvety voice that I instantly regonized as Vasek's.

 

I growlto myself and move to the bed plopping down,"I'm calm i swear, now let me out before I pee on the floor." Hearing Vasek's deep sigh of resignation and the ringing of keys before the door swung open brought a smile to my face, that threat always works.

 

"There, will you relax now?"

 

"Much." I grin and pop off the bed, shooting around Vasek and to the closest open-doored bathroom I could find.

 

Vasek blinks and turns looking at me,"Hey, I needed to tell you something."

 

I turn and look at him,"Well tell that something through the bathroom door because I seriously have to pee..."

 

"Fine, fine, use the bathroom"

 

I slam the door in his face, "So what's up, future husband?"

 

"My parents are throwing a family dinner tonight at one of the restaurant's we own so my sister is going to take you shopping for an appropriate dress."

 

"A family dinner? Will mine be there?" I ask, curiously and excitedly.

 

I can hear Vasek snort and a mutter before he speaks up louder, "Of course not, this is MY family dinner."

 

Well, there goes my hope of convincing them to get me from this place.

 

Opening the door abruptly and giving a hard look,"You do realize my family will become yours once we're married right so you have to no right say it like that when i ask you about OUR families. And when I get there can i ask your parents why they had me drugged? is this your house like some secret location?"

 

"You can ask them all those questions when we have the dinner, yes," Vasek sighs and nods before giving me a once over, "Have I told you how beautiful you are?" before i know it he's got me up against the wall, his hands under my shirt on my sides and his hot breath going down the side of neck, practically panting like he's got to hold himself back. 

"Well, you did want to paint me... " I answer with a nervous laughter and lean away slightly so I can see the side of his face.

 

Vasek turns his head and looking at me from the corner of his eye, his lips curl up in a cunning smile, "And when will that happen?"

 

"Well, that seems like a third date kinda thing, ya know. Awkard first date, kiss on the second, and the third is the I get butt naked, lay on the couch while you paint me kinda date." I nod, and stroke my chin and wink, "You could be my Jack."

 

Have I mentioned how much I love that scene in Titanic?

 

Vasek raises an eyebrow, "So that's all it takes, three dates and I can see you sprawled out naked on my couch? Or better yet, my bed?"

 

I roll my eyes and give him a light shove, "Honey, you haven't even gotten the first date yet."

 

He starts to answer with what I suspect is a smart rebuttal but a squeal and a flash of blonde hair that I suspect is Veronika distracts us both from the conversation.

 

"Come back here, you demon of a girl! Give me back my PSP, I just made it to level 30 and if it gets deleted by your stupid ass we're gonna fight!" The youngest of the brother, Marek, yells as he shakes a fist in the air.

 

What an adoring family...

 

Marek pauses when he sees me pressed against the wall by Vasek and smirks, "Man, you work fast, huh? Just woken up and she's already let you get to second base? Classy."

 

He flashes me a toothy grin and a quick thumbs which earns a growl from Vasek before he runs off to follow his sister while Vasek yells, "And she hasn't let me at second base yet!"

 

"Well, that was interesting," I mutter before looking up at Vasek.

 

He sighs and moves a few inches away before gently pushing me forward, "Go, get ready and I'll get Veronika so you can go shopping. If I keep looking at you with that bed hair you've got going on I think I'll take you back to my room so I can make it into sex hair," He pulls out his wallet, slipping a credit card into my hand, "Buy whatever else you want, just make sure Nika doesn't go overboard, she'll buy two malls out completely if someone doesn't stop her."

 

He slaps my butt and smirks, "Get a move on it, baby girl."

 

I roll my eyes and walk into my room, "Geesh, he's a handsy one, isn't he?"

Chapter 3

 

"Oh my god! This dress would go perfect with your body type!" Nika exclaims and thrusts the dress at me abruptly before moving behind me, shoving me to the nearest changing room and inside, "Now try it on."

 

"This is the 50th dress you've made me wear, Nika! Will you just pick one so we can go? We've been here for hours."

 

"Shut up and put it on, maybe after I'll buy you that smoothie you've been going on and on about."

 

After a bit more grumbling, I pull the dress over my head and blink,"Whoa, I actually look... Hot."

 

Nika bursts into the room the second after I say the words, blood spewing from her mouth and her eyes full of panic, reaching for me with blood stained french nails, "DESDEMONA, RUN!"

 

Gasping and just staring at her when she falls to her stomach in front of me, "Holy shit."

 

Kneeling down with an eerie calm, I pressed two fingers to her neck and pressed my eyes closed before running out, screaming, "HELP! HELP, SOMEONE'S HURT MY FRIEND! FIRE, ANYTHING!"

 

Two burly arms snatch me from behind, as a few other men step out of the shadows as I notice that the once lively customers and employees were now laying on the floor with their eyes closed, "What should we do with the leech in the changing room?"

 

A gorgeous man, walks out with dreamy eyes, sending a hard look to the one who spoke, "Nothing, we hurt her enough. While her family is dealing with their precious princess' injuries they won't notice we've taken their future kings beloved and queen."

 

I blink and glance around the room, gaping at all the scary but sexy men.

 

Are they serious? Who was the king? Who was the future kings beloved and who the hell was princess? And what did this have to do with us?

Dreamy eyes snaps his attention to me and smirks, "You caught our kings' attention, little dove, and soon you'll be thanking us when you realize we did you a favor getting you away from those blood suckers."

 

He looks over my head and to the man holding me whose remained firm but silent and gives him a slight nod that anyone could've missed if they hadn't been paying attention, a wild look in the pretty eyes and smile gracing his full lips.

 

"Nighty night." A voice murmurs before a blow to the head and a sharp pain make everything go dark.

 

**** DAYS ****

"Ugh, what the hell?" Holding my head and sits up slowly, glancing around quickly.

 

The room I was in was massive, the walls were green and the bed-frame was made of wood, it was very forestry like I was out in nature but it was beautiful and right side of the wall was a window overlooking the actual woods.

 

A girl about 12 or 13 scampers in with a tray and puts it down, twirling her short little pigtail around her fingers before looking at me, her ears pointed and eyes slanted.

 

Standing and letting the covers fall away, "Hello, um... Can you tell me what's going on? Who are you?"

 

She lets out a giggle, flashing her pointed teeth before putting a hand over her mouth and running out.

I frown and look down, finding myself in a sheer nightgown that barely touched my thighs and realize that someone has also stripped me of my underwear too, snatching up the cover and wrapping it around.

 

I shuffle to the door before opening it lightly only to see Dreamy Eyes looking at me curiously,"So, you're awake now, pretty bird?"

 

Nodding silently and clutching the door handle, suddenly unable to form words.

 

"Come, darling, our king wants to speak with you." Dreamy Eyes takes my hand andpulls the rest of the way from the room, leading me down the never ending hallway.

 

"Why am I here?" I ask quietly.

 

"Because, my king likes you."

 

"I've never even met a king before!Was it you who hurt my friend in the store? What did you do to those people?"

 

He lets out a pregnant sigh and looks at me with an annoyed look and tugs me into a huge ass room that looks like the outdoors perfectly; trees, flowers, grass and even a simulated ceiling that looked damn real sort of like Hogwarts thing going on.

 

"Holy fuck."

 

Dreamy Eyes drops my hand and starts to leave, "Stay here, the King will be here soon."

Chapter 4

After a few minutes of uncomfortable staring with the guy who walked in 20 minutes after Dreamy Eyes left. "So.... You gonna tell me what's going on or what?... This is getting a little freaky."

 

The attractive man with the dark features lets out a short laugh before closing the space between us and putting a hand on the small of my back.

 

"Um.... Do you mind backing the heck up? I don't even know you, you can just come and get all up in my grill like that." I murmur, getting flustered and leaning as far away as I can without falling backwards.

 

This guy is even better looking up close.

 

Stroking my cheek lightly and letting his lips lift up in a sly smile, a foreign accent gracing his words, "You're so beautiful," He rubs circles around my back and bends his head further down, his hot breath washing over my neck, "And all mine."

 

"I... Um... No, what? I'm not yours!" I burst out, shoving him away, "WHAT'S GOING ON! WHY AM I HERE?"

 

The man sighs that I'm now assuming is the king over what-the-fucking-hell kingdom, goes blank but I can see the frustration sexual and non in his eyes, turning his back to me and whispering to himself, "I thought you knew... Just like those damn leeches not to tell you about this after he claims that you're his beloved."

 

"See! this is what I'm talking about, tell me NOW!" I screech and start to pound my fists in his back.

 

The guy snaps around and graps my wrist with a glint in his eyes that wants to me run for te hills, "Calm the fuck down," Running a hand through his long locks his motions to a bench by the wall, "Sit with me and I'll explain everything to you."

 

Giving him a long suspicious look before sitting on the bench and turning to face him, "okay, im calm. Explain."

The guy rolls his eyes and nods, stroking the sprinkle of stubble on his jaw, "Do you believe in supernatural beings?"

 

Taking a long breath and looking at my hands, afriad of sounding like a looney, "Yes, I do. i only believe in forces stronger than our own like ghosts and fate, none of that bullshit like vampires and werewolves."

 

He nods and sighs, "Well, what if vampires and werewolves exist just not in the way humans think they do?"

"I'll give it a try, go on."

"It started out thousands and thousands of years ago with a man, a woman, and a witch. The woman and the man were madly in love, so in love that no even the fates could tamper with their lives and no witch could create a spell strong enough to break that love. Soon though, humans became jealous of their love and wanted to steal it as their own. so they tricked the couple, sending them to two completelt different halves of the world, captured so they could never see each other again. The humans thought that if they were far enough away from each other for awhile their love would dwindle and falter then eventually die out. The plan didn't work; the man escaped his prison and traveled over many seas to find his woman who was locked away in a tower but in one of his travels he met a beautiful young women who called to him like sailor to his boat. The pretty woman was a witch and it seemed like fate, she offered to help him find his love if he gave himself up to her completely for a night.

 

"He agreed to it but when the deed was done and he found his woman. The witch became jealous too but because the power of their love couldn't keep them away from each other for long she cursed the two. The woman to an eternity of darkness, to have to live off the souls of others to keep on living, to have a beautiful face forever but that same beautiful body could not keep her pure and reduced her to nothing but a monster. The man so he would be a beast; cursed have a heart of a wolf forever, made to be an animal with the all the instincts of one because who could love a beast with the facade of a man? So the woman the man once loved couldn't bare to live after a years of taking lives of others and threw herself into sight of the sun but once the man heard howled to the moon with his pack and died of heart break."

 

The man stops and looks at me seriously, "But they were meant to be reborn over and over again, trying to find each other throughout different lifetimes."

 

I frown, "so what are you trying to say?"

 

"That is how the first so called vampires and werewolves were created."

 

"Okay... But what does this have to do with me?" I ask curiously.

 

"You are the woman but that boy," He snarls, "The one called Vasek is a vampire and I am a werewolf but one of us is the man who is meant to be with you. Understand?"

 

"H- How...?" I ask, standing abruptly.

 

"A prophecy from a coven of witches, centuries ago. We found you through the lineage of the woman and everything matched up so we knew you were the one but the little bloodsucker got to you before me since he already knew your family...." He gives me a curious look as I start to back to the door, "Where are you going?"

 

"Running." I squeal out before sprinting out of the room and make turns down random corridors before I run face first into a wall.

 

Chapter 5

 

Oh boy, this was so not a wall, I think to myself as I look up the to the face of some very creepy looking man.

 

"Oh, I am so so sorry.... I was j-just taking a light jog and I wasn't paying attention." I squeak out, taking a few steps back.

 

The creepy man grabs my shoulder with a harsh look in his dark eyes and gaunt face, his voice mocking, "Looked like you were running for your life to me."

 

"I- I.... Uh... Wasn't. I'll just leave now." I say, looking down at his hand before trying to look for escape routes.

 

The creep his hand on me tightly, digging his scrawny little fingers into my arm and gets ready to say something back but before he can get a word out a large arm circles around my waist and yanks me toward them, growling erupting from behind me,"Stay away from her, Lucifer."

 

The guy, I know as Lucifer, looks from me to the man behind me and lifts his lip up in a snarl before turning and storming down the hall, muttering profanties.

 

Spinning me around the man I suspected was the king looked me in the eyes, "Don't you dare run off again," He grabs my cheeks in his big hand and stares at me with an intense that makes me want to curl up in a ball, "And stay away from that man, understand? He's not good."

 

I blink and look at him, "Is he really Lucifer?"

 

The king shakes his head, "No, but he acts like it..." he takes my chin and bends down, "Just listen to me, lovely. You really need to be careful with him. "

 

"Okay.... I... Why are you bossing me around? I don't even know your name?"

 

The king smiles and strokes my chin, "My name is Obsidian but you, my love, may call me Dan."

 

I take a breath and nod, "So, let me see if I got this straight... My parents were going to marry me off to a Vampire because a propechy says he might be my soul mate and then you have your rowdy dogs kidnap me, hurt my friend, tell me some insane story of how we could be meant for each other but we don't really know yet and I just ran into some scary man named Lucifer... Oh and you're a king Werewolf while the Vasek is a Vampire prince?"

 

Dan nods and let's me go, giving me a peculiar look.

 

"Oh.... Okay...." I say before my eyes cross and I hit the ground.

 

The last thing I hear is Dans' clothes ruffling around as he bends beside me.

 

"I do hope this doesn't become a regular thing, my sweet girl."

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