Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Declan kept walking with a dark face until he reached the door of a bar.

He opened the door with so much force that the door loosened in his hands barely hanging from the wall anymore.

Many men turned to look at him but most of them were drunk or did not care about the brawl he was going to have in the room.

They gave him a quick glance before drinking their beer again.

Declan walked in and without looking at the room scanning the whole area and stopped in front of the last table of the corner. He stared at the woman sitting on it with her eyes filled with the desire to kill and he did not hesitate to do that at all.

His hands reached for her neck and he pulled her on her feet and soon in the air.

"Didn't I tell you to return and not to interfere in my matters at all!" he growled when the woman raised a brow.

She did not look worried about handing in the air.

"Do you think that I need breathing to live or have you lost your sanity while loving among those filthy humans? Hmm?" she mocked as she looked at his hands holding her neck and then the look of announcement on his face with an amused look when he threw her.

"I may not kill you but I can burn you. I know that you will heal but then I will burn you again and I will repeat that process until pain starts to instill in your bones and your whole body trembles whenever you see me around you." he warned with a cold look on his face when her eyes shook.

He knew that she hated the feeling of getting burnt that was still instilled in her heart yet.. She gritted her teeth as she held his collar.

"So, you have gone crazy since you have met that witch. Huh? What was so special about her? You know, I had tested her again and again but I expected good teleportation and fire skill and a good face. I did not understand why you were so crazy about her. Even if you are, bed her and get it over with… then come with me to the place you belong." she said as she tried to kiss him on his neck but he pushed her away as if she was filthy.

Just a single touch of her would ruin her too. But she just laughed. The more he threw her away, the more she felt obsessive over him.

"Even if she is not in between, you know that I would never choose you. You and me.. Will never be together." he warned as she burnt the area of his shirt she had touched and looked at her with an abhored look when she stared back at him.

"Then let that happen. Come with me. Do not choose me or Anne. as long as you do not have any woman with you. I did not care if you chose me or not." her eyes looked hazy and her voice had a hint of trembling that appalled him further.

"You are crazy eve! You have gone completely mad. Spare me with your sick ideas and stay away with Anne." he warned and took a step back.

Her presence was nauseating him but she was not ready to let go that easily. She tried to hold him again but failed.

"Do you think I will let go because you say so?" she asked with a tilt of her head when he paused, "i have given you warning, Declan but you did not listen to me. They are fighting for the peace of witches and human rights? I will burn that damn peace."

"I will spill so much blood on the land that they will forget the real color of the mud and soil. And I will burn so many witches and humans that the small flames and sparks between them grow so much that they will end up in the fire of hell."  she warned with her eyes filled with craziness.

She had lost all her rationality and her mind as she stared at him and lickd her lips. She could feel that his body tensed listening to her words but it only flamed the sparks of hatred towards Anne.

He had never given her such an intense reaction even when she told him that she loved him but now.. Just with the name of Anne.. he was ready to stop and listen to her madness.

If her madness is the only way to stop him then she would show him what real madness is.. He would regret hurting her and leaving her for a mere witch and she would give him its taste right now.

She walked slowly towards him. Her heels created the clinking sound on the wooden ground as she snapped her fingers while standing in front of him.

In just a passing second, the whole room started to burn in fire.

"Oh my god. Where did the fire come from?"

"Someone save me, stop the fire." Soon the shrieks and screams of men started to resonate in the room. Panic started to fill and everyone started to run away with the attempt to save their life.

The eyes of Declan hardened. He did not care about such men who were nothing but a burden to the earth and waste of resources but the way she burnt them without the blink of her eyes and the way she was provoking them irked him.

He snapped his fingers but the fire only slowed down. It did not diminish complete when she laughed,

"The whole empire will burn for your stubbornness, Declan. And when Anne would know that you are the reason behind all this? Would she be able to forgive you and accept you or would her hatred turn into aberration and she would look at you with the same eyes you are looking at me?"