Free The Tormented Goddess by Sarah Saint-Hilaire

before striking the final blow. She aimed with perfect precision at an impressive distance, keeping her prey alive in a dormant coma. They raced down the hill to gather their prize; Edward could not believe how clean the cut turned out on the helpless animal.
    “Alright I admit you're better at me in archery.”
    “Archery Edward is every feminine lethal sport, thus making it quite alright for you to have difficulties with it.”
    “I can hunt.” s ighed back Edward.
    “Of course you can, our primal instincts are those of a hunter, everyone can kill it is only a matter of restraint.” Replied Venus shocking Edward how cruelly truthful was what she said.
    As they tried to move the animal up the hill Venus suggested another pathway which was less steep. As they walked they encountered the carcass of a black horse. Edward ask ed “Is that our horse?” Looking at the tainted dark red snow around its neck Venus nodded. Giving it a last good look they finally manage to make their way back. They Carried the deer into a stone courtyard and then into an empty kitchen where they dropped the beast onto the floor. As Venus was about to leave Edward asked “Why aren't we keeping it, I'm sure it could make a decent Christmas Eve dinner?”
    “It's a gift; now let’s make our way back before the early birds spot us. ” i nstructed Venus. Tonight was once again a full moon; she always had the misfortune to be needed while the lunar light was at its peak.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    C hapter Eleven
    The warm fire kindly made a sublime welcome, but soon enough the clear blue sky died into the midst of the dark ages of the night. Behind a Japanese folding screen Venus dressed into a sublime décolleté for the soirée. Instead of shoes she slipped on two ravishing bright luminous rose slippers. As gracefully walking out the door she begged once more to her companion. “Never open the door to any one, not even me for I have the key. Make the leas noise as possible and pray, for you'll need it.” Off the left, Edward immediately locked every lock on the door and placed an old massive cupboard in front of it as double checking that every possible exit was inaccessible to his paranoia.
    Step by step Venus delicately walked towards the stage room seats of honor veranda and stood frigid waiting for her heart to crumble. Out of nowhere appeared a tall handsome young man. At the speed of light he already had his hands wrapped around her waist. His face was impeccably close as he scented her tender neck. Exclaiming softly into her ear “You still where my favorite perfume.”
    “I got rather attached to it.”
    “I'm delighted that you have accepted my invitation.” He turned her around to face her. “Your heart is beating at such speed my goddess . T hat is the rhythm of desire, might you still love me?” He pondered.
    “You have betrayed me Vlad, you have broken my heart forever.” She accused him.
    “Forever is a very long time, only you and I know its real significance.”
    “I have loved you and only you loyally for more than a century dedicated my heart for you but your action will never be forgotten.”
    “You have to admit I desired you more than any other, so much that I could not control my action. Never did I imagine your immortal energy to be a deadly poison.”
    “You still bit me.” She whispered, he reached for her neck and embraced it.
    The music began, the romanticism of the ballet was inexplicable, for the sounds of the ringing violins were so striking that they shivered your very insides. Throughout the whole performance the hearted killer could never lay his eyes elsewhere then on his desirable stabbing prey. At the high tense pike of the grand finally the harmonious melody could be heard right into Edwards’s chamber with the power of thunder. Everyone stood up to applaud, the counts servants appeared onto the stage carrying the living carcass od Venuses hunt. The ferocious