Ascension Of The Blood Throne by Mikel Wilson (reading books for 5 year olds .txt) 📕

The woman was barely breathing but still alive, and as she gasped and struggled to breathe, blood poured from the two incisions in her neck.

"Please, please don't kill me," the woman begged as she attempted to pull herself up using Lillith's pants. Lillith grinned unpleasantly as she helped the woman to her feet. Their eyes met, and Lillith punched her in the face, breaking the woman's nose, which spewed blood, before sinking her teeth into the woman’s neck. As her strength began to return, she raised her head and grabbed the woman by the neck, squeezing as hard as she could until she heard a blood curling pop. The grin across her face grew even bigger as she sank her fangs into the woman's neck again, draining her lifeless body of its blood.

"That's enough!" Mackinzie screamed at Lillith, who had seemingly gone mad.

Lillith’s green eyes changed to red as she began laugh‐ ing. "So, this is the power I now possess."

Christian stood outside the van with his driver, Kale, and he could now sense that something wasn’t right. He flung open the door and was met by the dead body of the woman.

"You killed her? She was to be one of us," Christian stated flatly.

"One of us? She was not worthy. Now, get me another vessel... I thirst," Lillith commanded with a sinister laugh.

Christian threw his head back and laughed incredu‐ lously. "You speak to me as though I obey you, servant. You will learn your place even if that means I must teach you."

"Then, please, teach me, oh master!'' Lillith cried, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Christian darted toward her, and she slipped under him, grabbing him by the throat as she came back up. "This is the power of an Elite? It would seem my powers far surpass yours. Is this normal for you, prince? Humbled by a woman?" Lillith laughed mockingly. Christian broke her grip with one hand and with all his might, he punched her square in the face. “There is much to learn, and if you quiet down, I shall teach you. It’s impossible for one such as you to possess the type of power you claim,” he said, looking at her skin. “Does my color offend you? This is what you meant by my place, is it? Does my caramel skin offend you, Prince Christian?” Lillith sneered. “Then let us just see how skin color makes power.” She charged at him full.

speed, then wrapped both of her arms around him, embracing him in a strong bear hug.

"You will learn your place right now! Unhand me! NOW!" Christian screamed.

"You shall never be forced to look upon my skin again, my prince. I swear it." Lillith loosened her grip, and Christian grabbed his throat, attempting to catch his breath, but quick as he tried, she punched him hard in the gut!

Christian's knees nearly buckled, and Lillith tried to strike him in the eyes with her newly found claws. He dodged at the last minute, jumping into the air and managing a well-placed kick full force into her head, knocking her unconscious.

"This one I like, she has a lot of fight in her, my soon to be queen. I have decided that instead of taking you to my home, I will stay here a bit longer. I will stay here and get to know you if that is alright with you,” Christian informed Mackinzie as though she had a choice. “Tend to your friend, your real training will start soon. Be safe, dawn is coming soon.” He bowed to Mackinzie and turned to his driver. "Kale, come, we must find some‐ where to rest before the sun rises."

Minutes later, as the girls were still trying to recover from the shock of it all, the sun began creeping through the clouds, and when it touched the girls’ skin, it caused a pain unlike anything they had ever felt before. Luckily for them, this was their city, and they knew their surround‐ ings. Christian had left them at the end of a very dark alley, so they found the subway entrance and quickly darted underground escaping the sun's violent rays.

As they rubbed their burning skin, they looked at each other and their circumstances began to sink in. “We are vampires, creatures of the night. I’m sure it has to come with some kind of advantages. You watched Twilight; what kind of perks did they get?” Lillith ques‐ tioned, snark clear in her voice.

“Yeah, they sparkled in the sun. It didn't burn their skin, you idiot!” Mackinzie responded with equal snark. “Of course, Edward was a total fox and didn’t leave Bella to figure it all out by herself.” Mackinzie giggled a bit as she tried to get a grip on everything. “This is a fine mess you’ve gotten us into, Lillith," she added, folding her arms across her chest.

“How is this my fault? Explain this to me, please. I would love to know just how this is my fault,” a confused Lillith responded in a harsh tone as she lay back onto the cold floor of the subway.

“You’re the one who wanted pizza! We’ve been out all night, we were turned into vampires, our parents are going to kill us... Oh, and we’ll be late for school!” Mack‐ inzie said with a sly laugh. “There may be a benefit to this whole vampire thing.”

Lillith stood after a few moments, and as she dusted herself off, she thought out loud, “He treats me like I’m an outcast. I think I should learn all I can from him and steal the throne out from under him. I mean we could rule together as sisters!” As the idea formed inside her mind, she slowly smiled before turning to Mackinzie, “We can do it. Are you with me?”

"Of course, I’m with you, sister," Mackinzie agreed. “What about our families? Do we just leave them?”

“We will give them the choice of joining us for eter‐ nity