Captured Bride: A weird little story of romance (sort of), personal growth, and Vampires.
I was minding my own business, outside tending my herb garden, when someone throws a blanket over my head, hauls me up on a horse and takes me to God only knows where.
After what seemed like forever, combined with a lot of screaming and cursing on my part, we stopped.
When the blanked was taken off I found myself in a hilltop sort of mini castle. It was absolutely beautiful. Standing in front of me was a tall man with golden hair. He certainlly was handsome but I was not in the mood to ponder his good looks.
“What the Hell is going on?” I was in no mood for making all nice.
“You are to be my bride,” he said in a serious voice.
“I don’t think so. You don’t even know me.”
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