DIONY’S EMPIRE
AUTHOR’S POV
The room looked like c*****e had taken place. Blood oozed out from the necks of the innocent dead chickens whose necks had been snapped in two. Shards of glass from the broken mirror littered the ground. The furniture had been turned upside down, and there didn’t seem to be room for anyone to walk in. The light bulbs kept flickering like there was a storm coming. In the middle of it all was an enraged Anastasia, rocking herself back and forth with her blood-soaked fangs and dark veins popping out vividly through her pale skin. Her face had dark features, and her eyes were bloodshot and vicious. Not even the death of the dozen chickens could ease the storm brewing inside her. She mumbled Nektarios' name repeatedly like a chant. Her soul seemed to have evicted h
