Her Blood - (Whispers of Fate: Book 1)

Chapter 27

Third Person Point of View:

Blood drained out of Casper's face. He couldn't believe that his beloved was dead. His eyes remained on the floating bodies.

Casper's feet glued to the ground. His heart felt like a knife stabbed it countless times.

Casper's eyes widened as he saw the bodies violently shaking. They started giggling. Terror overtook his and Emilia's faces.

"W-what the hell?" Emilia said in a barely audible voice, clutching Casper's arm.

"Ricto," Casper used a spell to make the bodies come down on the ground but it didn't work.

His heart started pounding as the bodies started dancing in the air, eyes shut, blood dripping from their smiling mouths.

Casper had never seen such a gory thing ever in his life. He started to doubt that the bodies were even real or not.

Suddenly Katherine's body came down and started walking towards Casper. Grace's body fell down from the air but didn't stop giggling.

"I love the taste of fear, so bitter, so addictive," Katherine said, but it was someone else's voice. Casper realized that she can't be Katherine.

"Oh dear sister, you're totally right; fear, I love all kinds of fears," Grace said, in a man's voice. She started walking slowly towards Emilia.

"Oh, my, my, my. The anxiety mixed with fear is best, isn't it, Natalia?" Grace said, looking at Katherine.

"Marcus, anxiety is nothing but fear in disguise," Katherine said, clapped her hands, and turned into a shadow. Grace did the same.

"The wicked beings broke the Spirit World's gates. Fear shall radiate everywhere!" Natalia screamed.

"The time of good light is gone. You petty beings will crumble in terror, and now it's your time to die," Marcus said.

"Fulice!" Casper screamed a spell, a jet of white light came out of Casper's hands. Natalia and Marcus screamed in agony, and they disappeared.

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Grace's Point of View:

After many hours of overthinking, I conclude that Elizabeth can't be evil. It's impossible. Thomas is just a liar, he lies so much. I hate that he is my grandfather.

How can he try to deceive his own blood? That's horrible.

Feeling the need of fresh air, I walked out of my room. Maybe, I should go and see Andrew.

I checked my wristwatch and saw it was around midnight. I bit my lip, what if he is sleeping? But I felt like meeting him so I walked towards his room.

I knocked on his door but he didn't answer. He might be sleeping, I guess. The door was open so I went inside.

I looked towards the bed and saw no one was on it. I heard the voice of running water in the bathroom.

Blood rushed to my cheeks as I saw the door open. He was not wearing anything except the towel wrapped around his waist.

My attention went to a water droplet which ran down his toned chest and abs. Andrew cleared his throat and I looked at his smirking face.

Oh my gosh!

"I am so sorry, I came inside without your permission," I said, and kept my head down, hoping that he couldn't see me blushing more.

"It's okay," he said and started walking slowly towards me.

My heart started beating faster.

He stood in front of me and kept his hands on my hips. Bazillions of butterflies filled my stomach.

Our lips met. He kissed harder and harder, and his tongue slipped inside my mouth. His tongue explored every corner of my mouth. I started passing my hands through his hair.

I blushed even more as I felt him hard against me.

Our lips parted, our foreheads were touching. We stared into each other's eyes.

He brought his face near my ear. A shiver passed through me feeling his breath on my skin.

"You're so sexy," he whispered in my ear, and nibbled my earlobe.

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