YHEN AMOR
YHEN AMOR's Books(4)
Her Marriage To The Vampire King
Romance Asalea's eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. “Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her.
“Yours Madam.” He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” the man said again handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds.
“What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise.
“This is your wedding Madam.” The young man repeated his prior statement.
“Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again.
“You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man stepped aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome.
Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, veil with tiara, and wedding venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves.
With her chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front.
Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured.
Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him.
Asalea’s eyes grew big when she recognized the man.
“Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered and intensely looked at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes. THE RED JAGUAR
Romance "Ouch!" Yhera almost bumped her head in her Montero's steering wheel. She automatically stopped her car and glanced at her car's side view mirror. She saw a red jaguar car. She opened her car and walked near the red jaguar, with anger plastered in her face.
The door at the driver's side slowly opened and an almost six feet tall man came out, with a smirk on his face.
Atty. Yhera with hands on her hips, speaks with sparkle of irritation in her tone, "Mister didn't you see my big Montero in front of your one hell of a kind red jaguar?"
Amazed with such question, the man's eyes have been fixed to Yhera's face. Like he was studyingher raised eyebrow, her heart shape face, nose bridge and small supple red lips; all without any traces of make-up except for a thin face powder.
"What a sweet angel in her outbursts of anger," the man whispered, eyes now raking at her slender figure, covered with a white sleeveless lacy blouse and tight fitting maong jeans. His eyes travel in her perfectly shape arms, hips and toes in stiletto. Her fair, perfect skin with thin cat hairs, top it most.
"Finished doing your physical survey, Mister?" Yhera with irritation asked the man.
"Uhuh, yes! I am Seigfred by the way." He extended his right hand to Yhera with a confident smile.
Yhera looked at Seigfred's extended hand then slowly fixed her eyes on the man's dark brown, a bit chinky and mysterious eyes, a well sculptured nose and lips, and a ruggedly, handsome face. Yhera's heart skips to beat.
"Well, Ma'am did I pass your physical survey?" The tone of Seigfred seemed so amused.
Wanted a love story with a little bit of mystery? Have a roller coaster ride then in "The Red Jaguar" until you finally relaxed in the end.
