HOUSEHOLD

2 Ice Queen

Kyra

There are several myths concerning vampires that I find to be ridiculous and humorous. For example the tales about a vampire being the undead.

Did the cow really jump over the moon? I’m pretty sure it did not.

OK, I can’t speak for the vampires in this fairy tale novel I’m currently reading. But I am very much alive with a beating heart as any average mortal.

And no, I wasn’t bitten nor did I consumed the blood of a vampire to become what I am. I was born a vampire. Also, the light of the sun doesn’t burn me to ash. I actually enjoy its rays. Especially when I go tanning at the beach.

There is no need for an invitation to enter the homes of mortals. I simply break into someone’s house if I do feel the need.

A wooden or silver stake is ineffective against me. I don’t get sick, nor do I die by a werewolf’s bite, because there is no such thing as a werewolf. At least, I’ve never encountered one.

I can hear and see from a mile away. I’m a hundred times faster than a speeding bullet. Stronger than four thousand men combined and can control the mind of mortal men and women to obey my every bidding.

At least they got that part concisely correct in their folk-tales.

But the part about vampires being unable to see their own reflection or turn into a bat. Now that’s total rubbish.

And for your information, I am able to consume any mortal food. Even garlic though it has an atrocious taste.

I do however, enjoy the taste of human blood. Beside s*x, it’s the only thing that made this eternal life bearable. The feeling of my fangs embedded into human flesh, as blood oozes inside my mouth. Down my throat. Vitalizing me. It’s like taking a million ecstasy pills.

I have killed my fair share of mortals just to feed my excessive hunger over the centuries, and with no regret.

But lately, I don’t feel that drive any more to kill, or feed much like in my younger years. I wished I could blame it on modern society and their laws. But who could stop me if I desired bloodshed. Not even an army of thousands. No, a million of men has the power to oppose me. They dare not if they wish to live.

“My lady your bath is ready,” A manly voice interrupted my reading. It was the first knight of my household, Arcadias. A two thousand years old vampire in the frame of a twenty-five-year-old black stud with an angelic face that would make all men. Women even, grow bitter with envy.

I closed the novel, placing it down on the bedside table. Took the strong hand of Arcadias who assisted me out of bed, escorting me to the bathroom where my tenth knight, Alex. A handsome vampire who had the outer shell of a late dark teen male but is really a little over a thousand years old, was preparing my bath.

I backed off my royal blue night gowned to the floor, exposing my appealing figure. Climbed over into the bath tub, where I lay with my eyes closed. Relishing on the warm soapy water, soothing my flawless diamond like skin.

Alex began massaging my shoulders with his manly hands upon my request. And I would be lying if I said his hands didn’t surge heat through my body, activating my dormant female part. I was completely turned on and my hard n*****s were proof of that.

This scene made the jealous Arcadias, who stood over at the door clenched his fist tightly. But he refrained from acting out on his feelings. Because by doing so, he would offend me. And offending me will be the end of him.

Apart from Arcadias and Alex, I have eight other appealing vampire knights: Lycos, Nickadian, Jadikia, Yanon, Theo, Vernon, Lamarian and Connor, whom I used as s*x toys to satisfy my very large s****l appetite. And despite knowing they meant nothing to me, they are all in love with me.

And who could blame them. I am a rare divine beauty. The most beautiful woman in this world and all the other worlds. With the body of a slender sexy, twenty years old black female. Though I’m a little over three thousand years old.

The stench of both men urges dominated the atmosphere, like the strongest cologne. They can’t seem to control themselves when they are around me. Which I don’t mind one bit. Their urges just fuelled my body even more with desire. My female part was now spewing sticky fluid.

God! It’s very difficult for me to choose who to have s*x with. They are both attractive men and very skilled when it comes to pleasuring my body.

Maybe, I’ll have them both. One after the other.

I gestured for both servants to join me in the tub, and without hesitation they stripped down, climbed over into the tub. And though they were both overwhelmed with desire for me, I can still see a hint of fear in both their eyes. And they should be. I am very frightening.

The last two male servants who disappointed me sexually, had their head severed by my bare hands. Why? They failed to hold out before I could have an orgasm. The thing that made me forget about how boring my life is, even if it’s for short time. I value that time and will kill anyone who took that away from me.

My hands caressed both men broad meaty chest. Slid down their impressive abs, grasping their pulsating rigid log woods beneath the water. Stroking, causing them to release soft pleasing sound to my ears.

The sound of furniture’s shattering, still my hands. There was a fight going on downstairs in my living room between my other eight knights and a very disturbing, familiar presence.

I was now downstairs covered in my bath robe with Arcadias and Alex next to me. Watching as my vampire knights gets their ass kicked by the handsome young lad with the ponytail dark purple hair. Formally dressed in a boring old purple Tux, that made him looked like a circus clone, Skyros Lydian.

For centuries, this spoiled prince from the Lydian bloodline has been trying to court me, but he doesn’t interest me one bit. However, the man doesn’t know how to take no for an answer. His ego won’t allow it.

Apparently, he’s never been rejected by a woman, so to him I’m like some kind of conquest to conquer. But that can never happen. I conquer all men and not the other way around.

Skyros observed my body with those disgusting purple eyes of his. And though my body is covered, it seemed he could see right through the robe, viewing my valuables. “I’ve finally found you, my Ice Queen.”

“Why are you here, Skyros?” my voice was cold and detached, the same as my facial expression.

“For you of course my queen.” Skyros licked his lips hungrily.

“Then why are you still standing there? If you think you are capable enough, come and take me,” I dared him, knowing he will not accept the challenge. Though he’s a vampire of high status like myself, one of noble birth. A royal. I’m much older and stronger. Therefore, I can kick his ass in a hundred different ways without breaking a sweat.

“Don’t tempt me, love. I just might accept your invitation.” Skyros bite his lips like the damn pervert he is. His inhuman d**k hardened. I could see it displayed beneath his leather trousers. Too bad that thing belonged to something I lack interest in. I’d surely like riding it until it breaks.

“Stop wasting my time boy and get the hell out of my house.” My eyes glowed azure blue, my long hair dancing about, shining blue as if it was set on fire. A very pretty and scary sight to behold.

“Do you know how far I’ve travelled from, just to see you, my love,” Skyros voiced disappointed. More like he was faking being disappointed.

The room suddenly starts feeling chilly due to my inexpressible anger. The windows, walls and doors started freezing. Even my knights were shivering from the snow storm I was cooking up. Arcadias and Alex felt my chill the most since they were the closest to me.

“OK, I’ll go.” Skyros smiled tensely. He was being pressured by my dangerous and life-threatening aura. “But before I go, I just want to be the first to let you know your father and my father had agreed for us to get married next month.”

“Clearly, Kia must be out of his mind to think I’m getting married to you because he said I should,” I stated icily.

“You wouldn’t dare reject the decision of your father, an elder royal.”

“Damn hell I would.” Kia Frostbite might be one of the many powerful royals on the entire planet, an elder royal. A vampire of noble birth that lived for ten thousand years or more, but I’m no pushover.

“We’ll see about that.” He smirked before leaving in a flash.

My eyes and hair change back to normal, dark brown. And everything started unfreezing, returning the room to its normal temperature.

“Alex. Come with me upstairs. The rest of you clean this place up now,” I commanded before heading upstairs with the tense Alex.