The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Dark & Romantic

The gray sky and fog were increasingly enveloping the city. Julianne held out one by one the shopping bags into the tunnel pit with a worried expression.

Luther accepted, the man who was trying to take the heart of the future-in-law got rations to bring food reserves into the castle. Julianne turned her head, tension igniting a sense of heat all over her body.

"All of you!" he muttered and jumped down into the tunnel which was two meters from the asphalt surface followed by Marissa who lowered a box of weaponry.

Jonathan twisted his body, making sure the surroundings were safe. The atmosphere of the city was quiet and tense. News of the underground attack made them flock away from the cathedral. Jonathan jumped down and closed the tunnel and locked it.

Darkness is perfect. As a sufferer of Nyctophobia Julianne begins to feel overcrowded and anxious.

Malcolm closed his eyes, concentrating on gathering the remnants of the energy within him, turning the energy he had gained from Elizabeth's blood into a luminescent glow that radiated as a light within the underground tunnel.

The sound of a wink is heard mixed with the grumbling tone of Julianne who is starting to get tired. The nadir point that had not been imagined before, was now truly terrifying. His pulse was tight, tense and his body was sweating even they had to bend down and take a few breaths. The air feels stuffy. Many metal joints rust over the tunnel.

"I think we should add to the herd, Luth." cried Malcolm in the front row.

"We talked about it above!" Luther snorted, he struggled to bring the food reserves that filled the front, back, right-left side of his body, there was even one that he hung around his neck. But he should know he's grateful that Julianne's on his side.

Half an hour passed as if for hours they were in an underground tunnel, within the chests of three true humans felt engulfed. They needed fresh air and the light shining through the tunnel in the cathedral basement made Julianne pull Malcolm up so that he would run around with his legs shuffled out of the room that bound him.

Elena reached out to her mother's hand and pulled her into her arms.

"My Lord." Julianne cried in fear in her son's arms. "Will this be the end of our lives, Ela?"

"No! It won't." Elena shook her head strongly. "We're going to make a solution, mom. We'll live a long time!" he said confidently.

The next second, Marissa came out and continued with Jonathan, Malcolm and Luther. The two underground creatures again brought a horrified and tense atmosphere.

"I'm hungry, mom. Can you feed me." whine Malcolm, then fall on the floor. "I want Marissa to have blood."

Jonathan kicked his calf. "You want to fight with me?" hissing sharp.

"We're best friends now, Marissa I can see that's enough." Malcolm twisted his body, he looks stretched out right now. From above, the gazes of Jonathan and Marissa showered at him with lazy gazes.

Malcolm grimacing. "I'm hungry, Rissa. Do you want to share your blood with me a little bit?" flirt with the child's face.

Marissa nodded faintly despite her hand embracing Jonathan's waist.

"You're just lucky, besides Marissa just thinks you're a pathetic little sister!" timpal Jonathan cynical.

Malcolm immediately stood up along with Mark's completion locking the iron door. "Then hug me, Rissa. You're my brother and Luther used to do that to his sisters."

Jonathan punched him in the stomach. "You're a really cunning son of a bitch!"

The two got into a fight. Mark shook his head, trying to break up the two but he knew the two men if not already had a fight had not been relieved. Mark lets the two men fight while Luther loosely uses the opportunity to pull Elena's hand from her mother out of the basement.

Elena flanked her nose with her thumb and index finger. Luther's smell was getting sharper. Wry and rotten.

"You take a shower before you see me, Luth! You stink and make me want to vomit." Elena protested in the storeroom.

Luther must have fought with all his might.

"You healer, you should be able to heal yourself."

Luther approached Elena bare-chested. Elena shook her head even though she did not move from where she stood.

"You know, I miss you" said Luther after being stuck on his lips for a long time. "Touch my chest Elena."

Luther leaned over, using Elena's shoulders to support his head. Luther felt tired, he was still thinking of the monstrous creatures outside the cathedral.

Elena bit her lips, her hands not touching Luther's chest but touching his waist and squeezing them right on the most painful bruised part of Luther's body.

Luther moved, his hands wrapped around Elena's body and pressed her into his arms. They looked at each other with smelling noses.

"I want to take you away from them, you want to?" ask Luther.

Elena's lips. His father had yet to agree, so how could he nod so quickly. But his eyes were closed as the impatient-looking Luther kissed his lips at a glance.

"I'll make it a sign if you want to." Luther kissed Elena's lips again. Kiss again until she is satisfied. Luther smiled widely, his fangs slightly visible while Elena was fed up with the foul scent that was on Luther's body.

"You take a shower first, only then am I impressed with your kiss!"

Elena pushed Luther's shoulder and opened her eyes. "You know Luth, my dad could faint watching you kiss me again!"

Luther made a lip. "You like me to kiss and you can't lie. You like me to be in front of your eyes right now, bare-chested like this. You like me."

Elena laughed without a sound, then punched Luther in the chest and hugged him. The opportunity was very useful for both of them to let go of longing.

"It's not too late, is it, and you can still survive? I'm afraid Luth, my father still doesn't believe you."

Luther shook his head, as if he had been locked up in Elena's heart. His feeling is comfortable.

"I know you're scared, your family and everyone in this cathedral. But it would be much easier if you would go to my castle and there were no victims of these innocent people. They're just looking for you."

Elena heard one scream from outside calling out her name. Luther dropped his lips again on Elena's open lips. While Elena who was not at home with a foul smell piercing her nose shook Luther's shoulder.

"Udah, you've been a maniac for a long time!" elena protested, but her lips could not lie. She smiled a little.

Luther touched his forehead on Elena's forehead. "Determine your choice Elena and seduce your father."

"I'm trying!"

Elena put her ears nicely on the door leaf, some people passed through the room unsuspecting— except Jonathan. He doesn't care about Elena much less Luther, all he cares about is Malcolm and Marissa because it seems the little vampire is getting brazen and winning fights.

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