Chapter 1 Prologue - Just admirers

"My Beloved Bastard"

Author by Natalie Ernison

Love is one word but myriads of meanings implied, and no one knows on whom he anchored or even just as a stopover for a moment.

Genre: Gore - Fantasy - Mystery - Psychopath - Darkness – Romance

Rate: Mature Romance 21+

This Novel is a story about the lives of supernatural beings, the nation of darkness, power, torture, despair, and LOVE.

Jasmeen Aimee, which means jasmine beloved, commonly called -Jaes-Jeje. Flawless - polite - friendly - white-nose - long hair - likes to hang out - like writing a novel gore ( the story sadist, psychopath, etc), Fantasy romance.

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"In the party Room"

A girl is seen so furious while watching a good-looking guy with the girl are dancing. Both the couple look so mismatched, but the girl who was standing on the right side of the dance does not look happy.

"Give a round of applause for both couples dance the best of us tonight..."said a man who is a carrier of the event.

Prok prok prok... boisterous applause of the people at seeing the second pair of these.

Huhhh... "Looks like this place is not suitable for me.."thought the girl who looks sullen the whole time, during a dance party takes place.

She walked towards the main door, was about to get out of the party room.

"Miss, why so quick to leave cesat? don't the party still going on?"said a man with black clothes with his glasses anyway.

"Sorry sir, I feel eve in there less fit for me," replied the girl while walked towards the parking lot.

"Hey... the main road is right there miss.."said the man while grabbing the arm of the woman.

"Ohh sorry... thank you," said the girl while brushed off the hand of the man who had grabbed it for a moment.

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The girls call a taxi and then return to the house of stacking his residence. A building is quite old, and from the look of the building, it is seen that the cost of rent is not too expensive. Very affordable for a student intern as Jasmeen Aimee.

Well, girl that just got home from the dance last is Jasmeen Aime, or we just call Jasmeen or Jaes.

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"Flats residence Jasmeen Aimee"

"It seems like our relationship is just as brothers or did I too expect more from you brother.."softly Jasmeen while clutching a teddy bear tiny hers.

Hahh... sigh for a moment, then opened the laptop screen, open the application Microsoft Word and start typing.

"It turns out that the prince has had a lover is very worth it, and the country girl can only accept the fate of the poor as admirers of the moon that is not possible she could achieve...--"

Ahkk...

"I can't focus with the manuscript of my novel!!"murmured Jasmeen while ruffling her own hair and grunted annoyed.

Drrttt... the sound shakes the phone belongs to the Jasmeen has dispelled the focus.

"Editor Zeros call...."

Jasmeen: "Yes hello boss...

Zeros: "tomorrow, take your manuscript at 19:00 at night, not too late.."

Bipp... the call is disconnected..

Argh! "I'm not talking anything.. ohh my Lord... my final task was not finished, but the manuscript of my novel should be soon I give it to the boss Zeros."Jasmeen really dizzy with the deadline given to the editor.

Whusss.... gusts of wind made the curtains the window dancing.

"Why is there a wind as cold as this... ahh maybe weather night it will rain soon," murmured Jasmeen, and then immediately close the screen of her laptop and pull the blanket to rest soon.

Hahh... hahhh... Whuss...

"Hey who's that... Jasmeen began to look annoyed with a strange noise that disturbs her rest and also the wind you agree that feels the cold gripping.

Hahhhh... Jasmeen silent freezes when viewing a figure of a man with a face covered in blood, the man wearing only underpants only. Even his hands full with fresh blood. More surprising yet, in his right hand looks a girl who is already lifeless, covered in blood with a neck of the girl.

The girl is naked without a piece of cloth was covering her body.

Hahh hahhh... breath Jasmeen tightness when the highlight of sharp eyes were staring at her from behind the glass window.

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