Painted Destiny

Painted Destiny

Bhadie bae

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Vaughn Series 2 (Creed Lux Vaughn) Vampire met the pure human. Creed Vaughn. The eldest of the Vaughn siblings, better known as a strict and serious Vampire throughout their area has met a woman who will change his life. A human woman. Can forbidden love really be stopped if hearts already exist? Can love save a creature whose life is in danger? Is it destiny or the heart to dictate?

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Prologue

"I'm silent here and then you suddenly disturb my heart? Will you stand up for it or I'll put you in jail?" Creed asked the woman in front of him. The woman in front of him frowned.

"Wait wait. So you're pretending it's my fault why you have heart disease?" The woman asked Creed. Creed smirked at his brain and took a deep breath.

"You should be thankful because I'm kind otherwise I might--"

"Maybe what?"

"I might have married you." Creed's fuel causes the woman to stop.

"Your slow. I thought you knew everything? Didn't you know that I love you? Tsk tsk. You're messing with my brain and heart 24/7 so you should marry me, if you don't marry me I'll imprison you for robbery." Creed smiled and suddenly grabbed the woman with a kiss.

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Creed POV

"Hey! What is that? I'm so annoyed!" Von yells at Van after they play Mobile Legends.

"Is it my fault you're Cancer in that game?" Van asked Von with a laugh.

"Hey! Are you making me look weak? Let's just play boxing." Von said to Van.

"Eh, if you kill each other, can you?" I asked for two reasons why they looked at me badly. "Wow. I was just suggesting." I said. They scolded me at the same time. Have they inherited Fin's habit now?

"Leana! Give me back my dog!" The three of us looked up at the stairs when someone shouted. Leona and Leana screaming.

"No! I won't! This dog always destroys my belongings! You should know about dogs being thrown in the street!" Leana shouted.

"Fuck! I said give me back my dog!" Leona has already used magic on Leana but Leana still hasn't lost. What the fuck. Is that the case with twins? Don't get along? First, they are Von and Van who are fighting because of the game and now they are Leana and Leona who are fighting because of the dog. It's a good thing I don't have twins.

"CREED!" I frowned when I heard Fin shout from above. I don't have twins but I have an apple brother who is always warm-blooded in small things except for Clementine.

"What else?" I asked while looking up.

"Is the venue okay? Our wedding is tomorrow and what the fuck do we have to not see each other today? I fucking miss my princess." He said and teleported to my front.

"Everything's fine li'l bro no need to worry. Your marriage with Clementine will continue. Then yes li'l bro you have to endure not seeing Clementine today if you want your marriage to continue." I said. He stared at me.

"Why was that superstition invented? It's annoying." He says.

"I know who the instigator of that superstition is. Just follow." I said.

"WHAT'S YOUR NOISE!" Von and Van shouted at Leana and Leona, so Fin and I looked at the twins.

"DON'T JOIN HERE IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE A FROG!" Leana and Leona shouted.

"CAN'T YOU SPEAK CALMLY ?!" Fin shouted causing the four of them to be calm. Wow. You know sometimes I think of myself as the youngest and then Fin as the eldest. It's kind of scary because Fin gets angry. The whole body burns like a demon. I'm still chill. It can be stressful to be with abnormal siblings. They add to the stress that being Mayor gives me.

I don't want to be Mayor. But I have no choice. I'm handsome and kind. Then I just became Mayor because Clementine was the most widely reported hero. Ever since I changed people's views on Gredators, I have become Mayor.

When I'm with my siblings, then I only become joyful when they are not by my side, especially during work hours. Expect me to be serious. Here I am again because I am infected again by the madness of the five of them.

I just took my cellphone and looked at my appointments and schedule. I saw that I had a meeting later, so I got up from sitting on the sofa. I looked at them all.

"HOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" they looked at me. "I'm leaving guys bye see you tomorrow," I said and teleported to my car.

We're in the modern year. So we vampires are also following the trend. We live like human beings but it's different. People are free to walk in the sun while we vampires can only roam at night. Some people objected to my being mayor because they thought I might suck their blood. Dude, it's disgusting, as if human blood is delicious, pig and cow's blood is still the best. Only bad Vampires do when they suck human blood. Disgusting.

You may be wondering how my life will be when the sun rises. When the sun shines, I'm just inside my office all day without going outside. When night falls, only then can I roam.

I suddenly braked my car when I bumped into someone. I swallowed and quickly got out of my car to look at what I had hit. Good thing tonight is night.

"Shit. It's already forbidden to cross but still cross." I said irritably and approached the one I had collided with. She was unconscious and very pale. I probably didn't collide with her. It's possible, she just lost consciousness. I took a deep breath and loaded the woman I had collided with.

"This woman should be punished when she wakes up," I whispered to myself and put her in the back of my car. I stopped fixing her when I noticed that she was hot.

"Damn? You're sick so why are you still wandering around and really at night." Irritated I said then closed the back door. I ride again in my car and drove to the hospital.

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