Nephilim

Chapter 1: The Beginning, kind of. Today to be honest should’ve been a normal day, a one hundred and ten percent normal day. I should’ve woke up, kissed my boyfriend maybe even do more then kissing, Showered and walked my happy ass to class. I was going to dance at the masquerade tonight, get totally drunk. Then go home for some more fun under the sheets. Under no circumstances did I think today would end up with me being kidnapped by my ex-husband, and dragged back to this god forsaken kingdom. (That I worked really f*****g hard to get out of by the way!) Okay ,okay maybe I should start at the beginning where my sticky situation began. So a really long time ago my parents who btw were totally oblivious to the supernatural, arranged a marriage, between yours truly and a very handsome man named, Daius. He had blonde hair, the deepest blue ocean eyes and a jawline any girl would fall for. Almost as chiseled as his body. Fast forward a 16 year old me, and said handsome man, marry. And before your panties get in a twist no we were not strangers. Wed known each other since we were kids. Every summer our parents would bring us together in hopes of us falling in “love”. At first yeah no we hatted each other but once those hormones kicked in we were all for being together whenever we had the chance. Don’t get me wrong we were getting married weather we were in love or not but being in love made it easier. I mean way easier. We were a match made for heaven. Once the wedding was over and a goodbye to my parents. We were off to “Russia” which wasn’t Russia at all it was the kingdom of Nephilim. Now, I knew what Daius was I mean we had known each other almost our whole lives. Also the wings when he’d let them Appear were a serious turn on. What I wasn’t told, was that he was the prince of said kingdom. Let me tell you, I was pissed. Not about the part of ya know being a princess cause what girl doesn’t want that? But the whole never mentioning it our entire lives bit, got to me. Honestly I didn’t even know how I was supposed to be the princess let alone future queen of a world I knew nothing about. My anger was short lived though because heated arguments lead to even hotter…. You get the idea. I suppose though I shouldn’t have been such a hypocrite because I had a secret too, but we’ll get to that later. Right now maybe I should give a small, very small history lesson. Nephilim are children of angels and humans. Most of them are very beautiful and their wings, a sight to see. Jet black and huge, But like most things that are not supposed to be, they became soul suckers. (Yeah I mean like grab you up and suck your soul out for fun soul suckers.) Most of them have morals though and leave humans alone. For a while Daius was one of them, or so I thought. Then a couple years later came the night he ruined everything. He entered the room in a swagger that only Daius had. Two glasses in hand, and that side smile that made my knees weak. “What are you reading my darling?” he said as he handed me a glass. I stared at the gold liquid and took in the sweet smell. “some book about love sick puppies.” I joked and took a sip. It was smooth and the most divine thing id ever tasted in my life. “what is this? Its really good.” He swooped in for a kiss then licked a drop that slid down my lip. “my blood.” I froze and began to feel my heart race faster and faster till I was sure it would burst. Pain rippled through my spine as I doubled in pain screaming until I had no air left to scream. When the skin on my back finally broke free, out stretched blood spotted pure white wings. (back to that history lesson Nephilim’s have black wings never white.) Daius sat back in the chair id once occupied with a amused look on his face. “I knew you were special, I just never grasped how special.” Tears filled my eyes from the betrayal that changed everything between us “ I knew those silver eyes hid a secret.” He laughed. He knew I never wanted this, I never wanted to be one of them and I didn’t even get a choice anymore. He now knew I was not just human but I am one of a kind, daughter of a Nephilim god. Yup, whoa big secret revealed, and it all came rushing to perspective he only wanted me not because he “loved” me but because I would grant him some really immense power. So I did the only thing I could I ran, I ran as fast as my legs would carry me and my obnoxiously heavy wings. I ran and ducked into no other then a warlocks home. “How can I.. dear gods their white." his eyes went wide and he dropped what he was holding. “hide them and get me out of this kingdom and I will free you from this your duties here if you keep me hidden from the king.” I begged “you’re the queen… of course ill do it!” an hour later and my wings were back in hiding, minus the long scars that now indicated I was different. Then Marlow and I were on out of the realm and in the world of mortals. Sealing up the gates to the kingdom for good, or so we thought. Fast forward a couple years, a few fake certificates, and a couple ass kicking lessons later we settled in California, and started killing any soul sucker we came across.