Damned-Les Anciens Goblet, Tremeill Sparks [uplifting book club books txt] 📗

a wine glass. Their veins seemed to come out their skin they hearts… I could see their beating hearts and hear them beating so warm and the memories of last night came rushing to my mind and I realised what I was. “Bitch.” I said before I pounced my body moving on it’s own will I overtook the father I ripped his throat out like cotton sweet hot blood squirted on me and I sucked it the girls and the butler screamed but I was lost for a second something was passing my eyes. a woman, the woman with child in a medow. giving birth to three daughters the death of one and the woman. I was reliving his most vivid memories I dropped him screaming a blood curling scream but I grabbed the youngest girl and twisted her neck and then the butler he had grabbed a sword off the wall. and I ripped my shirt open and screamed “End me!” and he jabbed the sword into my heart I fell to my knees the door burst open and Maria came in she pounced on the butler and ripped his head off. the other girl fell on the floor shaking no having convulsions Maria crawled over to her like a cat she lifted the girl and bit her neck slowly “Come!” she ordered something deep in my heart that wasnt the sword forced me up and to her I bent to her “Feed!” I opened my mouth and sucked on her neck memories flashed my mind but what hurt me the most was she was in love from afar with the boy from across the lake… I could feel her dying and Maria pushed me away and threw the body “Stop feeding before they die or you will become sick.” she said and I stood up something deep within me changed that day I stood and  nodded and headed up the stairs “Where are you going?” she asked and I looked at her smiling “I need to change darling.” I said and she blinked a couple of time and turned away I walked up the stairs and into the father room I found a couple of clothes that fit and I met her on the balcony I looked at the house across the lake it was magnificent. “If you ever use your gift on me again I will end you.” she said and I looked at her “Gift?” I asked her and she looked across the lake “You will learn.” she said and then she looked at me her eyes red and fangs exposed “Want to hunt.” she asked and I looked at my house across the lake “No not here.” I said and turned walking back into the house I past a mirror my eyes were no longer icy blue but blood red “They will return to normal in a years time a small price to pay.” she said and we dashed out the house…

The Child

Rose Wilder, was born a sickly girl from a sickly mother in those days Cancer wasn’t know so when it spread through Rose’s lungs she was left to live her days in the bed or the small playroom in the house never to step out. Her father made sure she was seen by the best doctors or priest had the best toys money could buy but Rose was destined to a life alone that was until She heard her sing.

“Come little Rose come lets play on the piano forte.” I looked up my Governess Luria was sitting at the piano she smiled at me I crawled out of bed and sat my book down  “Jane Austen-Pride and Prejudice” and walked over to her my tiny feet stomping in the carpet floor. I slid across the stool she smiled and reached over and opened the window I took a breath and begin playing Les oiseaux dans la charmille

Dans les cieux l'astre du jour,

Tout parle à la jeune fille d'amour!

Ah! Voilà la chanson gentille

La chanson d'Olympia! Ah!

Tout ce qui chante et résonne

Et soupire, tour à tour,

Emeut son coeur qui frissonne d'amour!

Ah! Voilà la chanson mignonne

La chanson d'Olympia! Ah!” I finished and my hands slid from the piano I looked at my Governess and she wiped away tears from her eyes and reached down and hugged me “Wonderful Rose.” she stood up and excused herself I knew she was was just going to fetch my tonic I stood up and walked back to bed I was becoming light headed when I felt giggly and bubbly inside so warm. I turned around and I froze the most beautiful man stood in my room honey gold curls fell to his ears bright bright blue icy eyes stared at me even pale and lean he was beautiful I had to look away because he seemed to become brighter as the sun at noon. “Oh Mon cheri please don’t stop that was the most angelic sound my ears have caressed in my old life.” my face became hot and I coughed again he walked closer and bent down “My name is Max Mon Cheri and what is yours?” he rubbed my face his cold hands sent shivers down my spine “Rose Wilder… I.. who are you?” I asked him not really caring I just wanted him to talk he laughed a sound that echoed through me “I already told you Max.” he said and was about to speak again when cold fear crawled into the room I looked over a woman was sitting on my piano watching me with cold red eyes her long red hair seem  to move like sleeping snakes. she wore a dark red pants and shirt wrapped in a cloak. “Your sick aren't you?” he asked and I nodded “Of course I can smell it in your scent it corrodes your sweet lemon tang.” I had no ideal what he was talking about but I just wanted him to talk more the woman and Max both looked away to the door. “Max deal with the servants I shall deal with her I decided I want her.” Edward nodded then looked at me he smiled his bright white teeth at me and I felt pure inside he stood and walked out the room “See you in the dark Mon Cheri.” he said and he walked out the room shutting his door behind him I looked at the dresser the woman was gone but before I could think more someone grabbed me and pulled me to the bed she held me “Now you will never know mortal fears again Child.” she whispered and she kissed my neck I felt a slow slicing and burning that crept through my body but I couldn't scream then she released me and sliced her wrist open with her with her sharp teeth like a beast and she pressed it to my mouth I clung to her hand sucking down the sweet nectar until she screamed and forced me away. she looked paler than before “Sleep Child.” I felt my eyelids shutting…

Maria went off alone angry at Max again they had been fighting on and off for a while now but it didn't get bad until she said “Even the innocent ones dies.” it was so out of context seeing as they were arguing about what song I should sing and Max surprised me by flipping the Piano forte at her which she shattered and hissed at him their fangs exposed at each other. I hated when they did this because of their gifts it amplified their intents Maria made the room become cold and sent fear through the room, while edward seem to force away the light and draw in the dark and damned he looked like death at the door. But somehow Edward manage to smile and bring back the light and love which disgusted Maria and she stormed out the hotel room. “How about we go and hunt Mon cheri?” I smiled and he took my hand and we walked down the streets of boston Saint Patricks day had all Irish men dancing in the streets dancing and fireworks filled the streets no one gave us a second look just a young man and his daughter out for a night stroll. Max walked into a club which was filled and at once everyone was in love with him his charisma filled them and they wanted more. I was so small that no one noticed me I ducked and dodged under tables not touching anyone something the grace of an immortal could do. I perched myself under a table and watched Max perform this was his favorite part of the hunt the performance dancing around the club laughing talking I smiled. Max was so peculiar Maria always made sure we stayed with the time with clothes and events I had trouble with it and Maria avoided Mortals when she could but Max seemed to follow the trends like a mortal his clothes were styled and tailored  by top designers but he managed to keep an air of the French Nobility he was born into. “wheres my Rose come sing me a song.” he yelled over the crowed I smiled and crawled out he lifted me up and sat me on the table “Sing me At last will you Mon Cheri?” he asked and I laughed his charm was on full even I was caught in the cloud “Hey you can’t you have a kid in here!” the bartender yelled fury boiled into my heart and I snapped my head at him Max covered my eyes which i’m sure turned blood red. “Remember who the doll plays child.” Max whispered even over the music and voices I heard him and I blinked forcing my eyes back green it really wasn't the bartenders fault it just sometimes I forget I live in the body of a six year old. I opened my mouth and let Etta James “At Last.” below I had the crowed swooning Max was mouthing the words his scent filled the room it was like sniffing a pot of molten gold. Soon Max was pulling me out the building to the regret of all I didn’t realise where we were heading until I recognized the man walking ahead he was the husband of a known painter in the area I rolled my eyes he must have been in the club and Max made him. Max caught up to the man and in seconds they were talking as if they were brothers who went separate ways he invited us up to the loft the door open and his wife was sitting naked painting she looked over irritated but as soon as her eyes landed on Max she was lost in his Charm. Somehow Max had the woman paint me I wasn't so happy about this seeing as Maria had a rule about our images but Max promised to burn it. he and the husband sat on the couch drinking champagne when Max reached over to whisper into his ear the man giggled and leaned his head back Max kept his head over I could see him draining his blood and smell it my stomach churned. but to his wife it looked like they were whispering to each other after a while the scent bothered me I was starving “Max I am hungry also.” I said and he looked up licking his lips “Fine but remember what I told you slowly and you won't kill her.” I looked at him spotless not a speck of blood the man was still living but he was breathing slow and pale his neck healed from the venom in Max. the woman looked at us “Wait what?” she asked but I was a blur on top of her Max dashed over to the radio and blasted it the woman screamed I whispered in her ear “Sleep.” and she collapsed “Slowly.” Max whispered and I nodded my