Must Read: Laraba (Werewolves,Vampires, Witches)

7 years ago

Must Read: Laraba (Werewolves,Vampires, Witches)

She struggled to get free from his tight grip. “You are a monster Jake?” Her voice slushed out again bringing Jake back.
Jake sighed. “Regina I’m sorry but I need blood now.” He said trying to avoid the angst crawling on Regina face. He knew looking at her face could only lead to one thing—letting Regina go. But he was not ready for that and the only thing he could do was to switch off his emotion.

Switching off his emotion meant he had to shred away every smidges of the emotion left inside him–making all the sympathy in him to melt away along with the remains of his compassion.

He stopped struggling with Regina abruptly- then pressed a gauzy stare on her, making an eye to eye contact with the girl he loved so much but was about to hurt so deeply because he had to feed and quench his malefic thirst.
“You have to stay still, you can’t run away.” He compelled Regina while the latter had no choice that to cede to the compulsion.

Even though the intention to run for escape kept tugging in her but the urge was already killed by the influence of the compulsion. So she couldn’t move the tiniest limb–she only stood and shook in despair watching Jake take a slow stride away from her then turning to face her.

Jake stood still facing Regina for some seconds to tick past; then he shut his eyes closed for sometimes, while his facial gesture held a virulent scowl. The veins on his neck stood reared and ramified. His two hands hugging tautly his laps side by side. He stayed like that for some time like someone in another realm.

Doing that was a way to shed away his emotion and occupy the stolidity he needed to erase the feelings he had for Regina so he could sU-Ck her blood to death. By the time Jake opened his eyes, he had successfully shut down his emotion. All the feelings he carried for Regina had sure been evaporated. Regina was no longer the love of his life but instead a mere body his vampirism nature needed to feed on.

Regina’s heart had obviously stopped pumping as she felt raw coldness mulching her away. She watched Jake walked back to her carrying an aura that bleated something of death. His face had changed, while his fang was manifesting again. She knew it wouldn’t take another attosecond before Jake sU-Ck all of her blood.

Jake Thompson was the love of her life, the lad she could have sworn was the best guy on the planet. If someone had once greeted her eardrums afore about how Jake was a deadly vampire, she would have laughed herself out and counted it as ordinary grapevines from jealous entities. But now, the man she loved so much was about sU-Cking life away from her.

She crawled backward with tears. “Don’t do this to me Jake. You don’t want to do this. You are going to kill me. Remember, I love you, and you love me as well. Don’t hurt me now.”

She prattled with massive fear glistening boldly on her face. Something that didn’t flinch Jake. Instead, the phlegm inside of him widened making Regina more than terrified.

Jake strutted to meet Regina like predator so sure of his game; he opened his mouth for palpable view of his fangs begging to taste a titbits of the flesh in front of him.

Since Regina couldn’t move because of the compulsion, Jake didn’t hesitate to tear off her cloth. Unlike before he wanted her to feel a less excruciating pain, now that he was emotionless he didn’t care about that. Even if she felt a bunch of agonizing pain more than a man who was roasted in a wild flame—he didn’t care. He had decided to
sU-Ck the blood on every possible part of her body, every veins would serve his conduit to make it more painful and hurtful. Her cries could be fun to his ear. The scream that would elope from her mouth would be like a flavour to zest the meal.

“Calm down lovey girl. I just want to feed.”

He said throwing shoulder gesture. “Lest I forget, you called me a monster. I’m a monster right? You called me that just now. So I want to prove to you what kind of monster I am. The old Jake in love with you is gone with a replacement of a monster you think I am. ?” He said, spicing each word with bit of sarcasms.

Regina shook her head in distraught. “Please don’t do this Jake. I beg of you. I’m sorry for calling you a monster. I’m so so sorry.” She stuttered with tears streaming from her eyes while Jake still remained unmoved. She wanted to run; she wanted to escape but the effect of the compulsion had subdued the impulse.

She was going to die-and so unfortunate it was her epic love that would be responsible for that.

Jake gripped her head again, he snarled, twitching her nape to fit comfortably for his fang to do the bite. His cute face that had already turned grizzly-hoar intensified the fright lurking around Regina’s face.

She was totally defenceless and hope had already seeped away from her mind. It was her death knocking and she was prepared to face it. She shut her eyes tight. She didn’t want to look at Jason’s as he fed on her. But within a millisecond she was expecting the excruciating death to take her away–something else happened.

She heard a swift sound accompanied with light gush breeze that flushed across her face, and then she heard a loud thud which pushed her to open her eyes. She opened her eyes but instead of seeing her predator’s face, the roughshod face had been replaced with what she could best described as beauty.

Unlike Jake face that carried a placard of death, the face staring at her now was exuding freedom to her. And apart from ‘freedom’ oozing out from him; Regina noticed he was drop dead dazzling. His dark-blue eyes could be mistaken for Archangel; his proud cheek bone did well to unveil the Sekxy dimples on his cheeks. Regina was sure his lips were perfectly moulded for kissing and it could take fifty- something hard smacks to kill the raging urge to smuggle his lips into the mouth. He was tall.

Tall like the biblical King Saul and the macho beaming at her from his chest was like that of Samson. Solomon’s beauty was a blatant lie to where his savour was concerned.

Regina momentarily forgot the peril looming before she was accosted by the saviour who had come to give her freedom from Jake as she stared at him. A smile controlled her lips as she saw he was also staring at her with his Archangel’s dark-blue eyes. Inside that eyes staring at her; Regina could spell out innocence, true love, benignancy and the same time fear of the unknown.

She concluded her saviour was beautifully made and so gorgeous to the core. And she was sure that in sheer motives she had wished Saviour could also be the man of her dreams.

She had heard about falling in love at first sight but Regina had never for once thought she would cut her own share of the phrase. She had fallen deeply in love with him.—with saviour
Saviour was no other person than Ryan Jericho.

He was smiling at her the kind of smile she concluded only heavens could have made.

A grunt broke out intruding the moment between Regina and Ryan. Regina looked down to see an arrowhead pierced out from his chest. Blood sloshed out immediately from his mouth as he slumped in saccade, trying hard to breath.

The pain in Ryan’s eyes as he slumped opened a tap of drizzling tears from Regina’s eyes. She lurched towards him and carried him on her arms.
“I just killed him. I just killed your saviour. I killed the almighty Hybrid–Ryan Jericho” Jake triumphantly said with a cruel smirk escaping his lips.