Chapter 107. Butterfly: pt. 1

‘The King Of Darkness Or A King Hiding In The Dark.’

Vladimir was the most cunning, vicious, and oldest Vampire to ever roam the earth.

The lethal killing machine~ That’s what they called him. But Vladimir was just a coward who had been running from those he had betrayed for his Bride.

His conscience constantly told him that he needed to look, search for the hidden and unspoken. That was what his bride was.

Hidden and Unspoken. . .

Hell! Even her parents were not aware of her existence and Vladimir was the only one to be blamed for that. . .

The King of Vampires stared at the burning timber in the fireplace as a gust of breath left his lips.

There was a time when his soul had burnt like the woods. A time when he had searched the deadly wastelands, a place that can even kill an immortal like him but he hadn’t cared. Like a man possessed he had roamed those land to search for a girl who was his destiny.

Like a madman possessed by darknes