Redemption: My Vampire Lover Part #2 (A Dark Realm Novella Series) Read Online Free

show you one more thing.
I just had this done.”
    He raised his muscular arm upwards and
pressed a button at the top of the door frame.
    I blinked my eyes several times, getting used
to the various colors I saw forming on the ceiling. An image was
being constructed.
    The lighted design was magnificent and
astounded me. A variety of shades of blue, green, and purple
illuminated behind the picture of a warrior riding a fierce dragon.
The dragon, with its head held high and proud, stood on a set of
rocks jutting out from the edge of a cliff. The warrior wore silver
armor, waving a lance in one hand as he looked across the horizon
while perched on his dragon. A strong image of a strong warrior
and his companion preparing for battle. Why would a demon have such
an image promoting the bond of man and creature fashioned on the
ceiling of his bedroom? It didn’t make sense.
    “I’ve never seen anything like it. Is that
you?”
    “More or less. My friend, Orlando created it
and installed it for me. I’m not really an admirer of art or
paintings. I’m more interested in books, mythology really, but
Orlando thought this would dress up my bedroom. I mainly like it
for the quiet motivation it gives me. Each day is a test, a
determining factor of what kind of man I am going to be that day.
It helps me remember, despite everything, who I really am.”
    “What kind of demon are you?” I blurted
out.
    Instantly he crossed the room towards me. He
had his large hands wrapped around my elbows before I could grab
another knife. I was pinned against his brawny chest. The minute
our eyes met, a bolt of lightning felt like it had ricocheted
through my body. My eyes widened as he let me go and I wrapped my
arms tightly around my body, so I wouldn’t fall. He staggered for a
moment too as if he’d been hit by the same burst of energy.
    The immediate recognition of a soul mate was
something that did not occur outside the pack. It had to be a
mistake. But was it? It felt so real. In that second, I
re-evaluated my course of action.
    “I’m not a demon. I’m a vampire,” he replied
as he put some distance between us. “My mother is human, so I’m
only half-demon. I’m not a demon.” He retreated to the table and
sat down. He remained quiet for some time. Finally he added, “If
you must know, I prefer to be called a warrior above all else.”
    I thought about asking a second question like
‘Why did you kidnap me?’ but I remained silent. It didn’t really
matter as long as I found my target. I had heard of a demon mating
with a human and bearing a vampire child, but I didn’t think it was
possible. Just a myth. The accusation of calling him a demon seemed
to have gravely offended him, and I didn’t want to offend him
again. Instead, I wanted to comfort him. Why would I want to do
that? He was the enemy. I opted to use my charms on the man. Violence would get me nowhere with him.
    “I like the ceiling painting,” I offered.
    “Thank you. It’s very nice, isn’t it?”
    “Do you have a name, vaaa?” I abruptly
stopped before I insulted him again.
    “Raphael.”
    I waited for him to ask my name. He studied
the table instead.
    “I’m Caroline.”
    “Caroline.” He repeated my name slowly and
carefully as if it was a foreign word he didn’t want to forget.
    “Your name is very unique.” A few compliments
couldn’t hurt. “What does Raphael mean?”
    “I’ve never thought to look it up. I don’t
know.”
    I watched as he drew a few curves and lines
along the table, absent-mindedly tracing something. “If my memory
serves me right, I think Raphael means healer.”
    He grunted.
    Knowing I’d probably upset him again if I
said it too loud, I mumbled under my breath as I attempted to
process the realization. “A healing vampire? Wasn’t that an
oxymoron?”
    “Perhaps it is,” he answered. “You forget. I
have excellent hearing too. What does your name mean?”
    The second knife flew from my hands and
slammed into