The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Romanticize

Elena rode her horse full of joy. His smile widened as he went around outside the castle. Elena could even taste a bit of the jungle in front of the castle which she normally could only see through the bedroom window. His body twists and turns following Hayley's back movements that climb the path uphill under the shade of leafy leaves. In front of him, there was Luther guiding him with his horse of appaloosa type. A horse that has black spots between its white fur.

"Are we going home so soon, Luth?" elena asked with a breath of breath. Sweat drenched his forehead and body.

"You're not satisfied, Elena?" Luther slowed his horse. "We've been exploring this forest for an hour. You still want to take a look around? It's..." Luther puffed up, "Almost rain."

The atmosphere of the spring sky dimmed around the castle as if the sun was reluctant to shine on the soaring darkness in Van Broden castle, the, the castle that has the basement that ends every candidate's life is an easy target for vampires.

Elena took a deep breath, Luther's dark charm on her horse enchanting her. The young man increasingly looks charming like a prince from a fairyland. The prince of darkness. The black silk robes worn fluttered in the wind, the level that remained relaxed and flat when driving his horse earlier as the warming continued to loom was reminded. Luther was relaxed and beautiful.

"Luth, can we take a break?" elena exclaimed before they turned the last corner before reaching the castle. "I want to walk!"

Luther pulled the reins. The Appaloosa horse soared, it neighed before stopping on a pile of rotting wet old leaves on the ground.

Luther jumped down from the saddle of the horse, his hair and robe jerked up and down quickly. He reached out both hands to help Elena get down from Hayley.

Elena moved her right leg. In a slanted position he smiled as he threw himself into Luther's body. The two fused together in an awkward embrace until Luther's face was stunned.

"Are you sick, Luth?" Elena put her hand around Luther's neck.

"No—no." Luther shook. It was fortunate that Elena was still under the influence of her spell, her canine teeth that seemed to be fine to the girl who put her head on Luther's shoulder.

"I like his horse, he's brave!"

Luther was goosebumps, Elena's delicate and gentle voice tickling her ears.

Malcolm and Patricia glanced at each other and turned the eyeballs. They sighed wearyly admitting why Luther would rather use his spell than face the stubborn Elena.

"Luther was really having fun with that man, Pat" Malcolm said as he was away from those sitting on a fallen tree trunk. The trunk was mossy, and with Luther's robe made of silk and far from cheap Elena could sit comfortably.

Patricia. Luther held out a water supply for Elena.

"Just let him play around with that human, Malc. Luther had never been this happy before." Patricia jerked her horse's rope. His horse's footsteps galloped towards the castle leaving Elena and Luther alone under the tree.

"You're thinking of Luther as the most cut-throat creature in the world, Pat." Malcolm snorted after getting off his horse. The vampire waitress received the horse's harness and carried it into the stable.

"You think he's the only one who died horribly of murder and arson that happened in our old house, Pat! We're worse."

Patricia dumped the black lace fan that her servant held onto the ground. He stared at his brother. "I hate to talk about our deaths first, Malc."

Malcolm ruffled his hair. If she had discussed that, Patricia would have groaned in pain and then got angry in tears.

"You know, having no soul isn't what our father used to do. Where ever did we think he became a Satanist and sold our blood for his worship. Now, it is less clear what the ingrained curse is inside us!" Patricia screaming.

"Already, Pat. Shut up." Malcolm was agitated, he didn't want Patricia's cry to call old vampires or Valek to Van Broden's castle.

Patricia sobbed, she darted quickly towards the stairs, her bedroom door bouncing tight against the wall. "I'm sad, Malc. I'm so sad."

Malcolm's lips are. While under the tree, Luther was restless. He could not let Elena in his spell for too long. Elena's girl-like behavior in love made her shudder. Several times he sensed how the girl looked at him with full of passion while smiling sweetly.

"We'd better get home, Elena. We can get rained on." luther persuaded, Elena raised her body after leaning against Luther's arm.

"It's not a romantic rain, Luth? Especially in the middle of the forest. Slender."

Slovenly? Why is it so hard to reach out to her mind? This Elena turned out to be scary as well.

Luther took off his spell, the purple glow slowly fading from Elena's body. The girl gasped, her eyes blinked and then looked around.

Am I in the woods?

Fear pumps his blood.

Elena finds Hayley back and Luther. Memory recovered. He stood up, his breathing was seen hunting.

"How did you get my horse, Luth? You stole it from my house? You're... Do you know how to get home?" elena said, her hand pointing at Luther's face and looking at him. "Why don't you take me home!"

Luther stood up, yet he had not yet opened his voice. Elena retreated then bowed, picking up a stone the size of a single fist. "You who? Why are you weird and suspicious. Where's my bag?" asked Elena in flames.

"I threw it away!"

Elena still looked at him without saying anything. He was still surprised by Luther's response. While the young vampire pulled his robe from a fallen tree trunk and shook it.

"If you need your bag, I'll get it for you!" luther with a stiff expression.

Elena threw the stone at Luther's feet. Inexhaustible after he deliberately threw it away, Luther now offered to look for it. Instead of it being funny, Luther clearly remembered where the bag was.

"I don't trust you!" Elena melengos, with distress she rode on her horse. Elena jerked her horse's rope back to the castle.

I have to go on a show and get out of here alive.

In an instant, Luther's Appaloosa horse counterbalanced him. Luther. "I'll take it and give me your forgiveness, Elena!"

Elena's lips were tightly clenched. He didn't even look at Luther for a blink of an eye. Instead of just saying yes and making Luther scram from the side. Elena felt the anxiety that was in Luther's eyes had already shown her regret.

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