The Assassin s Surrender VIIII

Let me tell you a little bit about this fascinating story...

Anne Crane was a billionaire and a vampire princess looking for a way to make synthetic blood for vampires in the Imperial Colony which had been once an old city where vampires fed on humans for blood. 

She reversed the state so the city became naturally kind for humans to live. 

Love was never in her mind as she was so sure that being a vampire princess meant it legal for her to be alone forever until she met Dr. Neil Neuron who would help her formulate the synthetic blood for the vampires.

A constant temptation was all about him. There was something ancient about the scientist that Anne's crystal ball couldn't see behind his genius brain and the drop-dead gorgeous feature was. 

Curiosity could kill you. But it wouldn't matter if you were the vampire princess. Especially when you found out he was also an incubus, the perfect lover for a vampire princess.

Will Anne be able to resist falling for her handsome colleague? Or she'll be revealing more secrets after their one-night stand? 

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-Anne-

Alone was all about who I was. I had been alone for more than a hundred years since the day I decided to leave my werewolf life behind. A life that was passed down to me from my werewolf ancestors.

It wasn't their fault that in the end, one of their descendants would have to bear to be cursed by the accidentally killed Trybrid that had the chance to blow its last magic before it died.

I, Anne, am a vampire now.

A curse descended on me, to be the immortal enemy of my ancestors, the werewolves. Thus, my whole family chose to leave their lives of being werewolves and lived for the rest of their lives as mere humans.

They loved me. They wanted me to be the protector of humans, their protector, so I could have a purpose for my undead immortal life. The vampire princess protected the humans in the Imperial Colony.

This damned curse. If only there was none, I could live my life as a hybrid. To walk in the daylight vampire. But then again, just like grandpa, I always thought that I wasn't born a werewolf. Hence, it becomes obvious when the curse happened.

It, I called that creature. The one attacked my great-grandmother until she couldn't shift into a werewolf anymore and died from cancer as a mere human. She was the protector of this old city, alongside with my great grandfather, Keanu Crane, who was an Empath, a powerful mind reader human who was killed by another kind of night creature. Not a werewolf, not a vampire. An ancient one that I am reluctant to say.

The IT blamed my great-grandmother who only normally killed the dangerous enemy who loved to massacre the humans. Humans were supposed to live in the future because they were the living, werewolves were supernatural, and vampires were the undead.

As I was one of the descendants of a strong werewolf clan that now already had been extinct, the moonlight still affected me in an unearthly way.