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The True Darkness of Lakewood- Book Two; Mated Forever

Novel By: Meggie1495
Fantasy



*Completed*
Ella Makyla is a 21 year old collage student in Lakewood,PA. But one night after a night out with her friends drinking at the local bar a handsome vampire appear before the innocent beauty. She is afraid that he'll kill her, she never knew vampires exist but that didn't bother her right at that moment. When the vampire turns out to be a complete gentleman besides the fact that he is a cocky SOB she is intrigued and he even tells her all calmly that he's kidnapping her. But the worse thing of all she likes him and he wants to sleep with her a persevere his race of vampires by creating a little one! Will Ella agree to this or will she be stubborn and not realize that Trent may be cocky but he's sweet. And the one thing that could seal the deal he may be the One.
Well i wont keep You waiting here is Mated 4ever...... View table of contents...


Chapters:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34

Submitted:Nov 28, 2010    Reads: 463    Comments: 8    Likes: 4   


WARNINGTHERE IS SEXUALY EXPLISTIED WORDS AND SWEARS. (IN THIS CHAPTER SOMETHING BAD HAPPENEDS, DONT SAY I DIDNT WARN YOU)

Chapter Ten


Drake saw my gaze and he looked up a scowl instantly popped on his face.


"Frank."


"Sire, it's nice to see you two out and about, ever since our lovely heirs have been born you both have been distant from the vampire community. If your not careful another power struggle may happen, you know vampires impatient creatures." Frank seemed to be trying to help the king and queen, but there was malice behind his words and he sneered at the words lovely heirs. I wanted to stand up and slap him across the face.


"Yes, well my wife and I can handle our children and the vampiric community just fine." Frank nodded acting satisfied, but he had looked repulsed when Drake had mentioned Carla as his wife. His beady eyes looked around the table until they met mine, his face upturned into a smile and I almost gagged.


"Well hello there pretty lady, I'm Frank and you are?" I think I made a gagging noise.


"Not interested, Frankie boy. So get lost." His face didn't fall in disappointment he looked more enthralled by my rejection. His greedy gaze snapped to my cleavage and he looked hungry as I could just feel him imagining his fingers grazing my neck. I shuttered in repulse.


"What and lose a chance with a hot babe as you are. I don't think so, and I did introduced myself why don't you give me the common courtesy of your name." I sigh, frustrated with him already.


"It's Ella. And you have no chance with me so why bother staying? It's obvious you have no friends at this table." Trent chuckled under his breath, and gave my shoulders a squeeze. Frank saw Trent giving me a hug and his eyes hardened.


"So you stay with this heart breaker were you could have me, I should have known you were a slut." I stood up and leaned over the table.


"You want to repeat what you just said to me?"


"I said I should have known you were a slut, you know a whore?" My hand came in contact with Frank's ugly face before anyone saw what I had intended to do. I had learned a lesson from punching a vampire.


"You know what? Only a slut would sleep with you, and I have no intention of doing that. Your so ugly and mean that you even have to pay a whore double just to give you a blow job, let alone fuck you. You were hoping to sleep with a lady, but no lady will have you and nor will I." Calm angry flashed through me and I sat back down.


"You will pay for that bitch." He growled and stomped away. Trent looked at me with shock, and everyone else was silent. I looked at Trent.


"Are you ok?" Trent blinked and came back from his thinking spot.


"Are you insane? He could have hurt you, and you have the guts enough to slap him!" My eyes squinted.


"You know Trent, I can handle myself and my problems with usual calm, but I will not tolerate being called a whore. You didn't stand up for me and it made me feel like that's all I am to you, a play toy." With that said I shoved Trent off the seat. "I'm going to the bathroom. If I come back and your still here with that attitude I'm leaving you and never coming back." I made sure he saw the truth in my eyes before I walked off to the bathroom.


I slipped in to the bathroom and in an empty stall. I sat down and covered my face as hot tears splash down from my eyelashes. I had been holding them back for awhile. No one was in the bathroom so I sobbed out loud, my anguish apparent. *Maybe that is all I am to him, just something to concur and forget about after. (Do you really think that?) I feel it. (Don't feel for once think about it.)* I couldn't think anymore, I was breathing hard. When the last of my tears slipped down my face I wiped them away.


I opened the stall, washing my face and hands, I dried myself off. Taking a deep breath and sighing out loud I braced myself and walked out.


A hand covered my mouth and pulled me to a hard chest. I screamed, but no one heard me over the music, I saw Trent with his head down over by the table and tried to get his attention. But the guy behind me tugged me away from the view of the table and into a garage that connected to the club. I was so frightened, I started crying.


The guy threw me to the hard concrete floor, and I gasped as I felt the ground against my back. I was gonna have a bruise. I looked up at the guy and it was Frank smiling down at me. I opened my mouth to scream, but Frank rushed over and fell on me preventing me from screaming as the breath was knocked out of me. He ripped a piece of his shirt off and shoved it in my mouth and tied it around my head.


I growled in outrage as his hand groped my breast hard. I then knew what he was gonna do with me, he was gonna rape me. I cried out in pain as his hand connected to my face.


"I told you, you were gonna pay for slapping me and insulting me. I'm gonna take you for myself and that self serving Trenton can do nothing about it. Your gonna be mine by the laws of the vampire community. I can tell he hasn't had you yet so your mine for the taking."


Tears of regret slipped down my face as I knew I would never know Trent's touch, of never getting to know him, of losing my innocents by someone else. And never admitting to him that I thought I was falling in love with him. My heart ached, and it called out for Trent to save me. But all hope. It was gone.


Frank's hands collided with different parts of my body in either a hurtful way or a rough groping way. My body and mind gave up. I felt weak and so hurt. His greedy hands tugged my dress away from my breasts and started bitting them hard. I gasped in more pain and some strength returned as I grasped his hair and ripped his hurtful mouth away from my tender flesh.


He growled and punched me somewhat hard in my soft stomach. I felt a rip crack. He ripped more of his shirt and held my hands together as the last thread of escape was destroyed. He tied my hands above my head and tightly. I felt my wrist sprain.


"Bitch." I whimpered, defeated. He pulled away my bra and bit my nipples harder, I saw welts of blood ooze out and Frank lapped them up. He undid his pants and pulled his underwear away. I gulped as I saw how huge it looked, but it was smaller than Trent's and I took some satisfaction in that. He ripped the rest of my dress away as well as my underwear. I knew this was it, so I closed my eyes tightly as he hurtfully pulled my thighs apart. I waited for his tearing penetration as more tears went down my face.


I didn't hear anything, but all of a sudden Frank pulled away from me. I looked up and I saw Trent beating Frank's face in. He threw Frank across the room, and ran to me.


"Ella?" I opened my eyes again and he was there my angle was there. I started crying in relive. His face contracted in pain. Trent grabbed my underwear pulled them on me, pull the bra back in place and slid the dress on me. Once I was dressed, he saw the fabric ties and undid my hands. My arms were around Trent's neck before he could undo my mouth gag, but I didn't care I wanted Trent. He hugged me gently and untied the gag.


"Trent." All I said was his name over and over again. He rocked me back and forth. After a moment he pulled me up with him, I couldn't stand my back hurt so much! I collapsed against him, and he lifted my up bridal style. He carried me into the club, it was warm in there so I snuggled closer to Trent.


"What the hell happened Trenton?" It was Drake's voice.


"Frank...hurt her." Trent was uncertain of what happened in the garage. He didn't know if I had been raped or not. I was gonna tell him that I wasn't when being awake was too much and I passed out.


Trent's Pov


Ella was hurt badly, she cuddled closer to my body and my heart ached. She might just have been raped! Angry coursed through me, and I vowed to kill Frank.


"What the hell happened Trenton?" Drake looked at Ella.


"Frank...hurt her." I looked down at Ella and she had passed out.


"Oh my god, Trent is she ok?" Carla looked down at Ella. *My little butterfly, my soul was not ok.*


"She will be." I looked at Ella's jacket on the seat. "Can you hand me Ella's jacket? I think she's cold." Carla nodded and laid the jacket over the front of Ella.


"Tell the others that I found her and to have Thea come by to the house I need her to heal Ella." Drake pulled Carla to his side kissing her head giving her some support.


"Yes Trenton we will." I nodded and walked out of the club, nobody looked at me funny. They must think Ella passed out drunk, and I'm bringing her home. *I wish it was true.* I walked to my car and laid Ella down in the back, her eyes flashed open I smiled tenderly at her and she smiled lightly back at me and passed out again. I hoped in my car and not caring sped down the streets until I was outside our house.


Thea was leaning against the door frame waiting for me. I sighed and picked Ella up carrying her to Thea.







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