Vampires Realm Prophecy 01 - Child of Light

knew it was coming, she could feel it in her blood.
    Her whole body was screaming danger at her.
    She didn’t care. There was something that she needed to see.
    Her head ached while she walked, each step seemingly echoing through it and draining a little more of her energy away.
    Elena was wrong about this being the place where the war would begin. It had begun before she’d reached this place. It had begun before she was born. She was sure of it. That’s why her mother had sacrificed herself.
    Stepping out into the fading darkness, she scanned the dead, werewolf and vampire alike, and those that had survived. They were looking as confused as she felt inside, all of them heading into the safety of the castle while she made her way out of it. When she’d cleared the door, giving them room to pass her without disturbing her, she raised her eyes to the distant mountain, the same mountain on which Valentine had kissed her.
    All was lost. Her destiny remained unfulfilled and now she no longer had the man who had come to be her pillar of strength.
    A light breeze tousled her hair, bringing a scent of pine and snow down from the mountains and calming her.
    She watched the sky begin to lighten and ignored her instincts. She wasn’t going to run away from this danger she’d placed herself in. She wanted to see the sunrise with her own eyes for once.
    Her heart ached.
    The full weight of the world rested on her shoulders now and she could almost feel it. She was sure that she was going to buckle under the pressure of it. She couldn’t do this alone.
    Remembering Valentine’s words to her, she smiled. He believed that she was strong and it was her destiny to save their species and the world. She couldn’t fail him now. Whatever was happening, was exactly what fate had intended to happen. Her mother and the Three had said that she would save Valentine just as he had saved her.
    The sky began to change from blue to pink, the white peak of the mountain becoming tinted with a pale yellow glow as the sun rose behind it. She remained rooted to the spot, not hearing anyone’s words to her or even sensing their presence.
    She could almost feel the warmth of the sun as it grew closer to appearing over the mountain. The sky had changed just like Valentine had said it would, only in reverse. It was beautiful.
    Pressing her amulet to her chest, she waited until the last possible moment before moving into the shadows and turning to face Mia, Dmitri and the Tenebrae guard.
    She wiped her eyes and looked down at the stone in her amulet. It was glowing a faint red and she remembered how it had reacted to Valentine.
    He had saved her once. Now it was her turn to save him.
    Glancing back at the sun as it broke the horizon, she smiled.
    She would find him.
    Together, they would save the world.
    It was their destiny.
    The End

Read on for a preview of the next story in the highly addictive Vampires Realm romance series, Prophecy: Caelestis and Aurorea

Prophecy: Caelestis and Aurorea - Chapter 1
    Lightning split the sky over Venice, echoing the tempest of feelings that Prophecy kept hidden just below the surface.
    She calmly swept the strands of her wet dark hair from her face and fixed her eyes on the path ahead of her. She knew where she had to go and what needed to be done when she got there. Anger boiled up inside her when the image of Valentine disappearing through the portal flashed in front of her eyes, but sorrow swiftly followed in its wake, leaving her feeling numb.
    She glanced at the man walking beside her, not the man that she wished were there, but another, one she knew hardly anything about. She hadn’t asked for his company. Right now, she would rather be alone with her thoughts and her duty.
    A promise had been made.
    A promise she intended to keep.
    Valentine had saved her once, and now she would return the favour. She couldn’t face the impending war without him at her side. The burden of the prophecy was resting fully on her shoulders and for the first time she could feel the true weight of it. It was too heavy for her to carry alone.
    She was alone.
    Crossing the wooden bridge to the other side of the Grand Canal, she let the rain wash away her tears, hiding them from her companion even though she knew she couldn’t fully hide her feelings from him. At this close a distance, it would be easy for him to sense her hurt and sadness.
    Sorrow had buried itself deep in her heart and she found it impossible to remove or