The Vampire Prince And Her

crowd after he gave her a quick once-over he would do to a com

ng her. Goosebumps rose on her skin. Danica looked around to find distracted humans and other-races alike. No one was giving any sp

height–eight to ten floors high. She had en

rything and everyone would be well hidden from where she was standing–a few buildings away from the

go back. With this crowd, there was no way she would get into the

ebody came out of the mansion. The butler they said. Of course, there was somebody beside him

tion of the people listened. His people, aka vampires, then turned towards humans and other non-humans. Their eyes hostile an

st with them. She followed other reporters through the gate, showing her fake ID before somebo

vampire. A group of humans and vampires beneath the elm trees. The man who must be the butler was no

t again. In the purse dangling on her shoulder only

n was lit up. Lanterns dangled from branches. Reporters in front of

suit, before he descended into the garden. Leather shoes studded with tiny black stones, black custom-made suit embodied with black threat

ling sounds from the back reactivated the hunter in her. She found males and females-a

roared, almost shaking

ce from the front annou

e of them spared a glance behind. They transfixed all their gazes on him as though they we

s flashed as though they suddenly r

a reporter from NSN and the video camera on h

r that could be black or chocolate brown, his

actual personification of all those words, people said with mere imagination. Unearthly and ethereal. Whatever la

for a vampire. Her heart jumped. His eyes were so pale that made him appear cruel. Were they clear blue or light g

e hair with her fingers as

knew? That's impossible. Maybe it was a normal curiosity about a silent reporte

nd, and the repo

r so long. A hundred and fifty years in solitude definitely didn't improve my social ski

llowed at hi

honored by your interest, it's quite impossible for me to answer every question. Please, only

of the situation. With nods and approving murmurs, everyone was

rince Reign

lieve

iggled loudly, and everyone

l," uttered one rep

," her camerawoman gri

rry

while you're in Um

y was he addressing him that

usiness to take care of. I

lshit, but apparently, she was

out in the city,

d his legs uncomfortably. Apparently, the vamp

inned. But Reign Eclipsis had an aura that overwhelmed everyone

nd he answered. "Only a couple times. I was s

unny," a vampire behin

y that day because she was breaking his privacy. His

ed his hand again, which she though

e wisely." He had said he was bad at socializing, bu

nly, sir? Only for sightseeing?" The one who asked sto

ilted his head almost imperceptibly. The insignificant change in his posture made her regret he

and murmurs were gone. What remained was the nerve-wrac

ckled. But no one laughed this time.

eet someone spec

ter the short vague answer, he suggested the guests leave in his friendly but secretly commanding tone. Everyone

hey wanted to stay, but th

etly relieved that he did not recognize her. It was

ai

came right