Well, this week's been quite a trial! I've had a terrible tummy bug and I also had a trip to the hospital for a tooth infection. So, as you can tell it's not been the best of weeks. Still, I'm not gonna moan (she says, and you think she's lying). Well, I'm not lying, and the reason for that is that I've spent nearly all week getting caught up in the Game of Thrones, TV series, and I have to admit that I love it. So, although I've been ill, I've enjoyed watching the series (series 3 at the moment), and I can't wait to carry on watching it tonight :-).
Anyway, due to being ill, I've fallen behind a little on my writing, but I do have a free give away for you. If you follow the following link you could well be in line to get Vampire - In the Beginning, signed paperback. Why not give it a go -
Goodreads Book Giveaway
In the Beginning
by Charmain Marie Mitchell
Giveaway ends March 31, 2016.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
So, I guess it's goodnight - and I'll leave you with chapter eleven of Vampire - In the Beginning.
Ta ra,
Charmain x
Chapter
Eleven
How stupid I was. I should have known I should always be on my guard
with Matilda and her minions. Two nights I spent with Edward, and in him I
found a true friend. I’m sure to others it looked like we were attracted to one
another, but it wasn’t like that, we simply found in each other a mutual
respect and liking.
It was in the early hours after the second banquet that I was awoken
by rapping on my door. Sleepily I answered the insistent knocking, and was
confronted by a young serving girl who often waited on me. “Miss…you must come
quickly…there’s been an accident, miss.”
I covered my nightdress with my velvet cape, and followed her, asking
what had happened, I asked her several times, but she failed to answer, but
then she rarely did, so I didn’t find her silence odd.
I followed her to a part of the manor I had never been to before, a
wing that I knew to be occupied by some of the least important vampires. I
started to feel uncomfortable as we hurried along the cold, damp, corridors.
This was the oldest part of the manor and it smelt of death and decay, a place
that suited its vampire inhabitants and their lust for death and destruction
very well.
We started up a spiral staircase that I assumed led to the roof, and
once again, I asked what had happened, where were we going? The girl ignored my
questions and so I continued to follow, fear and apprehension building quickly
inside of me.
Finally, we stumbled out into the air, and it was then that
understanding dawned on me in resounding horror. Matilda walked towards me, her
hips swaying, a twisted smile on her perfect face, and her eyes shining their
evil hypnotic stare. I knew that I had been duped. I noticed James grinning,
his satanic smile radiating from behind her, and some of the other vampires
that I had seen earlier in the week, laughing and eyeing me in obvious glee at
my discomfort.
“Ah, it’s our dear brood mare!” Matilda shouted, “We have a treat in
store for her, do we not, my friends?” The vampires laughed hysterically,
Matilda, now also laughing openly, stood to the side and said with a sweep of
her arm, “Behold, your entertainment, my lady!”
Edward was tied to a makeshift type of crucifix, his head lolling from
side to side. I heard someone scream, and realised almost instantly that it was
from me that the shriek came. Edward’s head snapped up, and his eyes met mine.
The soft beautiful eyes of my friend radiated fear and confusion, but most of
all I saw sadness, and realised that he believed that I was party to the horror
that had befallen him.
“Edward, it wasn’t me…I'm your friend…Oh please let him go, he’s done
nothing to warrant this, please, PLEASE!”
Once more, the surrounding vampires screamed in laughter, and then one
after the other they sunk their jaws into my friend, sucking his life’s blood
from him. I screamed, I prayed, and begged, I even offered to take his place,
but to no avail. I fell to my knees and watched in sickening horror the light
in my friend’s eyes flicker and die.
I believe that in that moment I would have gladly sacrificed my life
and also the life of my child, for I was certain that I wasn’t able to once
again confront the horror of an innocent’s murder. I failed to notice the
vampires laughing and dancing with glee, I had rolled onto my side onto the
cold stone, and sobbed, for once again, I was lost in hell, and I doubted that
this time I would climb the huge wall out of the pit of despair into which I
had fallen.
I do not know how long I clutched at the cold stone in misery, but I
was awoken from my stupor, by the sound of screams. Lifting myself up I
encountered another massacre, but this time it was a massacre, that I, much to
my shame, enjoyed.
Robert was like a possessed demon. His face was unrecognizable. His
eyes were opaque but filled with bulging blood vessels, his body seemed larger,
and menace radiated from him in pure evil waves. There was no denying his
strength, for the vampires who were moments ago laughing in abandoned joy,
screamed and cowered in fear, and even Matilda hissed and shook, with obvious
horror etched into her beautiful face.
He thrust his stake into the hearts of them all, he watched and
laughed as they screamed and writhed in pain and finally withered into nothing
more than stark white bones. When the screams could be heard no more, he turned
to Matilda, contempt and anger glowing in his face.
“DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU HAVE CAUSED? I SHOULD KILL YOU…FOR YOU DISGUST
ME…YOU WOULD SACRIFICE OUR CHILD FOR THE WANT OF JEALOUSY…YOU WOULD DO THIS IN
FRONT OF A KING…YOU FOOL!”
Matilda crept along the stone floor towards him, her head bowed low,
“Forgive me, my love…I’m a fool, but I love you so…and I'm afraid of losing
you…please forgive me…I beg of you!”
Matilda had reached Robert, she bent low and kissed the stone at his
feet.
“Please, my lord?” she whimpered. Without warning, he kicked her and
she flew back from him, crying in pain.
“I advise you to stay away from me for a good while, if anything like
this should happen again…I shall not be responsible for my actions…DO YOU
UNDERSTAND ME, MATILDA?’
Without waiting for her answer, he walked towards me, picked me up,
and carried me to my room. For once, I didn’t question him, instead I clung to
him, and curled up in his arms, for in his arms was the only place I felt
safe.
