Vampire Lover
PROLOGUES

The word that is printed is the past...

...Happy Reading's...

7 years ago...

A man wearing a school uniform was running towards his mansion. He still remembered the words of his mother a few hours ago before he left for school.

'After school, don't go anywhere. Mom cooks something you like, don't let Dad spend it’.

He really did not accept if the father would spend all his mother's cooking. And plus his father really likes anything that smells about food. It's actually her birthday, and maybe her mom cooked something really special for her.

Cklek!

The tall man and his pale white skin were seen frowning as the room in his house was pitch black, the windows were closed and even the lights were turned off. He secretly smiled, could it be that his family was giving a surprise to him? If so, he would be very happy. It's exactly his 15th birthday. And he also really wants something special on his birthday this time. With still a small smile, he walked towards the light switch. 1.2...And.3.

Click!

He pressed the switch next to the main door. His smile faded, with the sudden smell of rancidness bursting into his nose, his face turning deathly pale, his entire body trembling violently. He fell down like a little girl, his tears suddenly forced him out, reminiscing in the eyes.

“Do not joke!”

His screams echoed throughout the quiet room. He quickly threw away the bag on his back and ran towards the middle-aged woman lying on the floor. With trembling hands he stroked the beautiful face of the woman, he could clearly see the mother's neck gaping wide, almost cut off from her body. His mother's blood was like the red paint he had spilled when painting, pooling and very thick.

His eyes turned to a middle-aged man who was also lying beside him. A few feet from the body of the mother. The man's condition was much more aggravating, in addition to his open neck making the man's throat very clearly visible, the man's stomach was also a large hole making some of his intestines sticking out. Seen some stab wounds and tear sharp objects in his father's stomach. He shuddered in horror.

The teenage man saw a fairly large birthday cake on the guest table and there were candles numbers 1 and 5 on it. Slowly the young man approached the cake. He still hopes this is a joke from both his parents.

“Mother, Dad, Don't joke!”

He screamed and started crying. This is not what he wants, this is not what he wants. He really wanted a surprise, but not a surprise like this, not this kind of surprise. He took the big cake and slammed it, with a mixture of emotions into one he trampled on the cake. Sad, angry, depressed, and unbelievable.

The man's eyes looked back at the corpses of his parents, he wiped away the tearful furrows and slowly clenched his arms tightly. He must retaliate, he will avenge all of this. He promised, promised himself.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

A girl now opened her eyes, her breathing began to ring rapidly. Cold sweat began to wet his temples. Now he sat on his small-size bed and began to cover his face. The shadow of the death of a middle-aged couple continues to haunt him. Everything is so scary.

"You okay?"

Sherlyn Villegas, the girl who woke up in the middle of the night, almost screamed when the voice of a male baritone sounded right next to her. He quickly turned his head and his heart almost stopped beating when a man with pale white skin was now staring at him a few inches away.

"Chris! You surprised me!"

Sherlyn shut her mouth as the scream sounded so overwhelming. Sherlyn's eyes now turned to the wall clock installed in her room. Time has shown three o'clock in the morning and a man out of nowhere is always present.

Strange man with pale skin, yaa.. Although Sherlyn admits Chris is very handsome. But he was a super strange man with a cold gaze.

"You okay?"

Instead of answering Chris now repeated his sentence. Next Chris began to put his hand on Sherlyn's forehead, instantly making Sherlyn's face heat up. Sherlyn quickly brushed Chris' hand off her forehead.

"I'm fine Chris, you can go."

Said Sherlyn trying not to care, while her heart there was already beating. No, he just doesn't want to be stuck with love in a weird guy like Chris.

"You're my Mate Lady, you're mine. I'll protect you at any moment."

To be continue...