The Crimson Court

“Perhaps one day, we’ll walk the earth like the humans do. But until then, we rule the night – with blood on our tongues and cold power pulsing in our veins.”

Yeah that is what we are told every time we go hunting in the human realm, I and a lot of the elites have grown tired to that exact sentence. How long has it been? One-hundred years since we started hunting and not once had they let us use our solshade ring but not for long because tonight after the hunt are going back to the estate. The Blackwood Estate, it’s a place the royal family of the crimson court took as their property. And tonight we are going back, oh how I miss my sweet Nightshade.

Anticipation burning wilder than the hunger I’m feeling. I haven’t had a proper feast in days.

“Vince—take the route ahead, we’re splitting up.” Chase said telepathically. Sprinting ahead the night light below buzzed, I jumped from building to building tonight was goi— a scream was heard. We usually don’t mingle in human affairs but geez that was desperate. And I’m craving for a little fun.

Jumping to the ground I landed on a street bench another scream was heard, sprinting towards the sound I saw a girl surrounded by a group of men, drunkards.

“Let me go stinky assholes—I would make sure you regret ever existing, you buttheads” a guy dragged her by the hair pulling her towards an alley. Seriously does humans still do such a thing in alleys? I’m not the type to be nosey but the girl is hot for a human.

“Nice kicks man—it’s really going with your ambitions. Let me guess...2007 edition” I walked towards the group. I expected the human to beg for help “More assholes? Wait in line dickhead” she practically screamed at me.

Oh this would be fun.

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This is the worst day of my freaking life. It’s a month to my 18th birthday and my asshat of a boyfriend just broke up with me. His stupid excuse for not man-ing up is I am too toxic. I barely did anything wrong, I saw him with a girl I gave her a little bath with a pink cocktail some hottie got for me and pulled her fake extension out. If you want to be a slut you should at least be elegant while doing it.

Right now I’m stranded in the middle of an unknown area with 6 drunk assholes circling around me, of course I’m scared but one thing life had taught me so far is never to show your fear, and to never shed tears if you want to cry at least be graceful while doing it.

Now some asshole just arrived, I’m sure he wants a turn like this stinky bastards.

The guy who held my hair slammed my head into a nearby wall. C’mon now my hair is ruined, thanks so much asshole.

“Could’ve been more gentler now my hair is ruined, it took me 3 freaking hours, 7 cocktail and 6 episodes of friends” I screamed at him. Mr new guy actually laughed but the next second he stood behind one of the guys.

His hand lunged straight into his chest and pulled out his heart, his body fell limp. Oh Christ, I might actually throw up.

Wait a sec...he took a bite from the heart and threw it on the gravel side walk.

“What the hell?!” the guy who held my hair let it go as the started running. Just when I thought it was over, in a blur their bodies fell limp one after the other, Mr new guy was practically drenched in blood. He took off his trench coat which looked like it cost a fortune, cleaned his hands with it as soon a bunch of handsome teenage boys came out of nowhere. That when I saw Mr new guy’s face, I swear he was the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen he is probably hotter than Jack ( my ex ) I doubt I have a chance with him. I bet his body is 10x better than those guys on the magazine in the salon I do my nails in.

‘ oh gosh, stop being a pervert ’ my inner voice scolded me ( if that was even a thing )

“You are coming with us, human” Mr new guy said as he pulled my wrist, honestly I don’t mind if a bunch of hot psychotic teenagers kidnapped me. I practically day dream of getting kidnapped by a hot guy ever since I read one hot romance novel.

He held my waist and my thighs lifting me up and I swear we were flying because explain to me how they were jumping from rooftop to rooftop. My body volunteering leaned against Mr new guy as I wrapped my hands around his neck.

“Where are you taking me to?” I finally asked as they slowed down, this was the part of town no one bothered with. Some say it’s haunted but if this boys haunted it I wouldn’t mind having my last breath underneath their perfect bodies.

“To the blackwood estate” one of the boys with golden blonde hair and green eyes and a very kissable lips said smirking. His eyes was staring at something—just then a gush of cold wind blew my ass, yeah I was dressed like a slut but at least I made 7 hot guys stare. I should be proud but damn it—this is so embarrassing.

Mr new guy carried me as the huge gothic gates sprung open the site was beautiful it felt like we just stepped into a whole different world.

‘ of course it does ’ my inner voice teased me. Statues of gargoyles and different creatures I don’t think even exists adorned the courtyard. It was beautiful in a gothic way and I won’t admit but I freaking love this black whatever estate.

“Welcome to the Legendary Blackwood’s Estate” another guy with red hair and same green eyes purred at me, that was unexpected but I’m not complaining.

“Legendary? I thought it was just a big mansion haunted by handsome teenage boys who died unjustly. If it is indeed what I assumed then sure go ahead how can I help you move to the afterlife?” I'm pretty sure I sound like a fool but you can't blame me I have watched a lot of horror films.

“Don't you ever keep quiet?” another guy said annoyed like he hasn't been staring at my round ass a while ago. I snorted which was very lady-like.

We went into the big mansion with Mr new guy still carrying me, I like the princess treatment but ain't I heavy?

“Don't stress your human brain little troublemaker” Mr new guy whispered as he dropped me down.

The interior is just on another level of amazing. This place looks like a fucking castle, I don't mind staying here for the rest of my life.

I was practically ogling the antique when a dagger was thrown at me, it sliced my cheek. Who the hell threw a dagger at a person? Geez now my perfect face has a cut.

“I don't like her Vince” a cute but terrifying cold voice came from the stairs. As I looked up, I swear my soul almost left my body.