Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold To The Rogue King: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Victoria's POV I don't like exam periods. Not because I don't know what I'm doing, mind you. I'm a straight-A student. I don't like exam periods because of the moods that come with them. People hardly smile. They walk around like zombies with stress and anxiety written all over their faces, making each day feel as if color has been sucked out of the atmosphere. I'm the happy, carefree kinda girl who doesn't like solemn environments. It dampens my spirit and affects my general well-being. My daddy taught me that when you stress out, your awareness suffers. You see less, you hear less, and you think less clearly. But when you maintain a calm, optimistic mindset, even in a bad situation, you will see more, sense more, be a better problem-solver, and give yourself more options.Thank God it's over now. It's the end of the session, and I'm elated. I finish my last paper, humming a song as I submit my answer sheet to the invigilator and sign out of the hall. The man looks at me wondering

I was initially disappointed because I didn't expect the bathroom the maid took me to to have three toilet stalls, like a public restroom. But when I knock on the doors and see that all three are empty, I smile.Doesn't this mean the Moon goddess is in support of this particular evil deed that I'm about to carry out?'Yes, Moon goddess. I can hear your approval loud and clear. I'm glad you agree with me that being pure and chaste is boring without a sprinkle of wickedness once in a while.' I think to myself and chuckle. "You're crazy, Victoria," I say out loud, laughing as I walk to the first stall. I turn the occupied sign out before going in. Inside, I lock the door and then use the toilet seat as a boost to climb into the next stall through the opening at the top. I turn out the 'occupied' sign and also lock this stall from the inside, then climb into the last stall. After I lock the door, I sit on the toilet seat with the top down to wait for Mia's arrival.Smiling, I look at t

Draco's POVMy body is taut and ready for Evans's attack as I drain his son of his blood. It seems the old fart believes I'm still that five-year-old boy he tortured day and night but he's in for the shocker of his life. I've waited too long for this day to come. Now, I can't wait to rip out his jugular and bathe in his blood.Instead of his presence though, I begin to hear voices calling me from far away. They sound worried and desperate."Draco, wake up!""Wake up man, c'mon!"They also sound like people I know. Familiar voices I cannot ignore."Draco!""That's enough now, you will kill her!" 'KILL HER!' Alarm bells begin to sound in my head and I force my eyes open to realise it was another dream.Instead of Hunter, Evan Black's son, a raven-haired girl is leaning with her back to me while my face is buried in the crook of her neck. "Damn it!" I swear as my grip on her automatically loosens.She falls, but Ryder, my right-hand man, moves fast, catching her before she hits the fl

I sit up straight.Great-aunt!? That sounds like the joke of the century and I laugh, somewhat bitterly.I am a man known by many, yet unknown to none. To some, I am just Draco. Mostly, I am known by reputation– the faceless Rogue King, the mysterious land grabber, and many more that people cry about. Here in the Serbia Empire, I am Aleksandr Kresnik III, the new Head of the Dragon Dynasty and successor to the Serbia Empire throne.The Kresniks are humans. They are one of the five royal families of the Dragon Dynasty that rule over the Serbian Empire. Princess Katarina Kresnik, who was mated to the Vampire King, Vladimir Kuznetsov, maintained a good relationship with her family even after she chose to be turned into a vampire. After her death, it seemed as if every member of the vampire royal family planned to sever ties with the Kresniks since they never bothered to make contact, including Yelena, Katarina's only daughter. Katarina has been dead for more than five decades. Why wou

"Hey guys" I greet as I walk out of my room with my holdall bag and a suitcase in tow. Both men stand immediately they see me,"Hey!""Babe!"They reply, smiling somewhat pitifully. I put the holdall on the suitcase and move into my boyfriend's outstretched arms. "Are you okay?" He asks as we hug tightly I thought I was okay before leaving the bedroom. I'm not so sure now that he's holding me so closely."Hm-mm" I reply, shutting my eyes tightly to push back the tears that I can feel burning behind my eyelids.I don't know how long I hold onto him. I only let go when I'm sure I've gotten my emotions under control. He looks deeply into my eyes as if he wants to make sure that I'm indeed okay."I'm so sorry about your dad babe, so sorry!" He says, looking grief-stricken.I suddenly feel cold all over and look from him to Colton. It's one thing to imagine different scenarios that could have happened to my daddy, and another to face reality."Wh-hat did you find out!?" I ask, even tho