Lucius

Three simple rules. Rules that she broke one by one.

There is a reason buried things should stay buried.

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"Your father has made a fool out of himself, thinking he could control me," Lucius said, in a low voice.

"Please let me go," Veronica whispered, afraid of what he would do to her.

"He should've never set foot near my coffin," he replied, his hand still gently wrapped around her neck.

Veronica closed her eyes and waited for him to kill her. She could picture her lifeless body being thrown to the ground any moment.

"Please," her bottom lip quivering as she spoke.

She waited for death but it never came.

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Highest Ranking: { #1 Vampire}

Initially intended to be a short story.

Unedited, first draft. Editing will begin after it's completed!