The Kingdom of the Nine; The Vampire Legacy IV Read Online Free PDF

for a while.
    “Who was the one who visited Connie?” I asked
him. He had grown suddenly quiet and I watched his face grow cold
and blank, but as he looked up at me, he said nothing. I nodded,
knowing that he honestly didn't know. “Can I tell you something or,
more to the point, can I ask you something?”
    “What do you want to know?” He asked, sitting
forward. I leaned towards him, stared him in those green eyes of
his and licked my lips.
    “Who am I?” I asked. It had been a legitimate
question, one that I had always asked myself, but I never really
knew the answer too. “Do you know?” I asked again, as he smiled and
reached out to me again.
    Not quite sure if I wanted to be touched by
him, I stood and walked over to the table, where my fluffy black
cat was sitting. Julian sighed and I looked at him. “Why am I
afraid of you?”
    “What you're afraid of, probably, I don't
know everything, is the realization that we're real. We exist
despite the myths.” He whispered. I watched him stand and walk over
to me. We stood a foot apart; my personal space with him seemed to
be shrinking. “You're afraid to admit to yourself that your
knowledge of us is true, that we can be touched, and felt, and
heard. You're afraid of the reality of this situation that vampires
exist, that I exist.”
    “No.” I whispered and stepped back, as far as
I could go. He looked at me, and smiled. “I'm not afraid of that.
I'm not afraid of finding out you're real, I've always believed it.
I'm afraid of you, not the others because they're not standing in
my living room. When you reach out to touch me, it frightens
me.”
    “Because, you know our nature. I won't bite
you.” He replied, then suddenly, grabbed my arm and brought me to
him. I put my hands against his chest, felt his heart beat at a
very slow pace, but it still beat. He wrapped his arms around my
waist and held me there.
    My pulse jumped, my breathing grew heavy and
it took all of my effort to look up from the spot on his chest that
I had chosen, and looked up into those eyes of his. His face was
soft and understanding, as if saying it was okay if I wanted to
pull away. “Do you still fear me?”
    I watched those deep red lips move and I
couldn't move. The heat between us seemed enormous, but my
roommate’s presence in the house never escaped my attention. Julian
leaned down towards me. His lips not more than an inch from mine.
Did I really want him to kiss me?
    “You're more powerful than you think.” He
whispered. “You're a very special person to us. You hold our
history, in your head, locked up in the back. When you were young,
very young, you were bitten by a vampire. It triggered your
memories, your past dealings with us, to an extent and sent your
curiosity soaring.”
    “How do you know all of this?” I asked him,
moving my fingers across the softness of his shirt, feeling the
muscles under it.
    “I've been sent to protect you.” He
whispered, leaning closer to me. His lips brushed mine softly, and
then he backed away as if that little touch was too much to handle.
He let me go and stepped back. He looked over my clothing, which
was just a long tee shirt, and then he sighed, and said, very
softly: “it would be so easy.”
    “What?” I asked him as he turned and walked
back over to the door, placed his hand on the door knob, and turned
it slowly. “Julian, what are you talking about?”
    “You!” He whispered, looking back at me. “You
would be so easy to give into.” He smiled, softly, and stepped out
the door, closing it behind him without another word.
    I looked back at my cat, which had jumped off
the counter and went upstairs. I watched that door for a moment
more, thinking that Julian might return, but he didn't.
    I walked back upstairs and went back to bed,
though it didn't seem much easier to fall asleep. His words kept
going in my head, the ones about being bitten when I was younger,
which might explain the two small scars that appeared on