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At the north side of the Night Kingdom reigned by the vampire royalties King Vladimir West and his son Prince Jason West, is the Black Meadow Forest that lies beside the humanitarian ground. This forest is abandoned and unvisited by many due to protection of the Fairies that live in Fifth Star, another world connected to Earth via a portal in the center of the said forest.
The leaves on the trees move as the cold night wind blows upon them. At the roadside of the forest, on one of the tallest pine trees, there is a man who stood in one of its branches while his cold pale white hand held on to the trunk of the tree. At first glance, he could be mistaken for a human, but his golden pair of eyes, mesmerizing face, and hidden long canine affirms that he is indeed a vampire. But, not any normal vampire, he is Prince Jason West, the strongest and fastest known vampire, apart from his father on their land that even other species fear him as well.
Beneath him, across the road is a bungalow house which has a bedroom window that can be vividly seen from his position with the help of his inhuman senses. He closed his eyes and let those senses works for him; the sound of bats, water drops, rustling of trees, and chirping birds could evidently be heard by him from miles away, and the intoxicating rose fragrance that the winds blew towards him from the woman in the bungalow house almost made him swoon over.
Inside the bungalow house is Glaiza Roberts, his human friend whom he openly declares his love for but she never took it seriously. He stares at her from afar; how her brown hair sways as she moves, her brown eyes sparkle behind her golden metallic eyeglasses, and how her pink sexy lips smile as she dances to the music that plays inside her bedroom.
This is his everyday routine. Every night, right before he goes home and rests, he would go in that certain tree to admire Glaiza from afar. Glaiza is like an unreachable star for him. So close, yet so far.
Despite the reality that the three species - humans, vampires, and werewolves, have reconciled, united, and try to live in peace together on Earth after the red war and the 2nd war that recently happened, it is still near to impossible for them to fully trust each other and do the unwritten forbidden love. These three species could never be in a relationship that is not their same kind.
“How long are you going to stand there, and cringe me out?” Chris, the leader of the knights, which are the guards of Royal vampires, spoke to him as he suddenly appeared and sat down on the same branch where he stood.
Jason glimpsed at him as he said, “Who told you to follow and observed me anyway? You have no right to complan.”
“Actually I do, King Vladimir has asked for your presence in the kingdom,” Chris replied as he stood as well and made a slight bow as a respect.
“What does that old man want now?” Jason thought to himself as he scratched the back of his smooth black hair, before he took a one last glimpse towards Glaiza.
“Come on then,” he said as he looks at Chris and dashes through the wood with immense speed. The tree leaves move while the young plants sways as he dashes like a wind. Behind him is Chris who’s following him in full speed.
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