Filed To Story: Fated is Overrated Novel Free by Brenda Minnaard
I am still stretching in bed, really not ready to get up at all, but I am training with my brother soon so I really should. There is a soft knock at the door, and the scent coming from the other side lets me know it is my dad on the other end. “Come in dad!” I yell from under the covers. I am probably the biggest sleepyhead ever, but I had to miss my family for way too long already, I’ll never miss an opportunity to spend time with them. My dad enters the room chuckling. Probably at the sight of my sleepy *ss still under the covers. “Weren’t you training with your brother in about.. 15 minutes?” he chuckles again. “Yes, I am. So that meant I had 10 minutes of sleep left” I chuckle back, while throwing off the covers to be able to see my dad. He has positioned himself at the other side of my bed. His smile lingers for a bit, before his look turns more serious, more solemn. I sit up and scoop closer to him, giving him a tight hug. “What’s up dad? What’s wrong?” I ask with my face clinging to his chest. I absolutely love hugging my dad, there’s nothing better in the world.
He sighs while running a hand through my hair, his other hand resting on my back and pulling me into our embrace tighter. “Yesterday, the vampire and warlock King demanded we’d have a meeting today with all current Kings and Queens, and their heirs..” he drawls, and I keep quiet to let him continue. He rests his head on top of mine, before continuing “basically, they are scared of you and your powers, and they want to discuss this with all kingdoms. I am not sure what they are going to say, but I need you to trust me, honey. I will not let them touch a single strand of hair on your head, I will go to war before I let them take away my daughter”. I am a little confused whether or not I should be sad, scared or proud that they are afraid of me. Looking up at my dad, I can see the tears forming in his eyes. I feel so bad for him. “I don’t want you to go to war, dad. I don’t want anyone to get harmed. That being said though, I am never EVER parting from you and Damon ever again. I will destroy their entire kingdom myself if I have to” I say determined, with a clenched jaw. “Don’t worry dad, it will all be fine, I promise you. I am not leaving you” I say while embracing him tighter and leaning up to kiss his cheek.
He clears his throat, before answering “I know, honey. I love you”. “I love you too, dad. So, so much”. We sit in comfortable silence, embracing each other for a while, when Damon links me that training is off for today, as he has to attend the meeting. My dad gives me one last squeeze, before releasing me from his hold and reluctantly walking back towards the door. “The meeting will be held here, on the bottom floor meeting room. The vampire King has brought an army of guards to be stationed on the bottom floor, and specifically to be guarding the meeting room, so please do your old man a favor and steer clear of the bottom floor”. I give my dad a reassuring smile, and reply “OK”, before he exits the room. I hate lying to my father and I hate going against him, but there is no way in hell I am going to let them take the brunt for me. If this vampire “King” has something to say about me, he should be man enough to say it to my face.
Lola POV
I am stationed outside the castle walls with my ears straining to pick up the conversation. Luckily, someone left the window open, and I can hear them talking word for word. The vampire King goes on to say how much of a threat I am to all supernatural beings, blah blah blah, and he is being seconded by the warlock King and the fae King. To my disappointment, the Lycan King and Queen are silent as of now. My father bellows back at the vampire King how I am his daughter and heir to the throne, and that there shall be no such thing as killing me. Killing me?! No wonder my dad was so sad this morning, he knew what they would propose. The warlock King states how I cannot control my powers and how I am a liability, not even liked by my own kind. Well, that much is true, I am not very well liked by all dragons. It is getting better though, at least I thought so. The fae’s just agree on everything being said and the Lycan King and Queen remain silent throughout the conversation. I wish I could see their faces, though. I feel a pang of hurt that they wouldn’t stick up for me, especially considering the fact I am mated to their sons. And honestly, I thought Xena cared for me..
The last part I hear is how the vampires, fae and warlocks threaten my father with a massive war between Kingdoms if he does not forfeit my life. Are they serious right now?! They want me dead, just because they are afraid of me? I want to hear what my father says, before I decide to barge in. It brings a smile to my face when I hear him seethe “make no mistake, Kings. Our kingdom may be smaller in numbers, but we will open the gates of hell if you threaten my daughter’s life ONE more time!”. Time to make my grand entrance. I walk back into the castle, the place is crawling with vampires indeed. They are all looking at me either warily or angry. I just smile at them and say hi. When I walk towards the doors of the meeting room, about a dozen of vampires block my path. I raise an eyebrow at them, before asking “are you sure you want to do that?”, unable to contain the smile spreading across my lips. The vampire seeming to be in the lead scowls at me, before replying “move back, half breed”. I step even closer to him, never removing my eyes from his, and stepping right into his personal space, before whispering “someone should teach you some f*cking manners. This is no way to speak to a lady. Let alone a Queen”.
“I’ll let you know when I see one” he fumes back, his fangs protruding in an attempt to threaten me. I feel the power I have come to know and love pulsating through my veins, before I gather it in my hands and push it out to blast the vampires in front of me out of my way. Not enough to kill them, just enough to push them out of my way and incapacitate them for a little while. The majority of them is either unconscious, or in complete agony. About half of the other vampires in the hallway are looking at me fearfully, while the other half is storming towards me. I blast the ones storming towards me as well, leaving them in the same heap on the floor as the others. I look over towards the vampires who were looking at me fearfully, before awkwardly saying “hey.. uhm.. No need to fear me, guys. Not if you aren’t threatening my life, that is”. It doesn’t seem to ease their discomfort, but hey, I tried. I turn back towards the doors and push them open with a bang, before waving my hand and using my elemental powers to close them behind me again.
I saunter in with my arms wide like I own the place, before speaking in a raised voice “you should all know, it’s a very bad habit to talk behind someone’s back”. I walk towards the round table, facing them all. My dad and Damon are looking horrified, as are the Lycan King and Queen, Zeke and Zane. Another familiar face here is Felix. He looks angered, but not at me, at the vampire King. They all look beyond stunned to see me here, and those who were suggesting I should be assassinated have the color draining from their faces. Not the vampire King however, he is glaring daggers my way, and if looks could kill I would be long gone by now. Not surprisingly, he is the one to speak first. He stands up slamming his fists on the table. “See! This is exactly my point!” he bellows, looking around at his peers. I laugh derisively “what is, walking into a room? Oh yes, goddess kill me now! How dare I?!”. I fold my arms across my chest while he is still fuming in anger. “You should just die! You filthy f*cking half breed!”. I plaster a wicked grin on my face as I respond calmly, coldly “if you had said so a few months ago I might have agreed. Hell, I might have gone willingly. But, you are a few months late, vampire. And besides, I am a little stubborn, tell me what to do and I’ll do the opposite” I wink at him, just to get a rise. It hits the mark as his face contorts in anger. If steam could be coming out of his ears, now would be the time. I stare him dead in the eye and deadpan “I am giving you ONE warning to play nice here, vampire. I am good hearted, but I don’t tolerate disrespect. And I for sure do not tolerate anyone trying to harm me or my family bonds”.
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.