Hello there my lovelies! Did you miss me? Not too much I hope, has not been that long after all. A year and a bit, but hey. BUT, BUT, BUT *HOLDS FINGER UP* THIS WILL BE THE LAST EVER CHAPTER, EVER, EVER CAUSE I'VE HAD ENOUGH *laughs manically* Just kidding! :D Nope, this fanfic seems to be stretching to infinity, and so far I do not see an end in sight, I have one in mind, but it is very far away. CLYRNIN OR CLANE? I guess I cannot decide, so maybe you can. When this chapter is over, and you review *points finger once again* comment Clane or Clyrnin for your ship, with a chance of that being the outcome, after all you guys push me forward to do this, and without your comments and reviews and advice, we would not be here, I most likely would have thought it was rubbish and not worth the time, and now I could not be more proud, so thank you. This is for you guys. Do you know what? Might try and make this emotional for y'all. And for me.. Here we go then m'dears. Love you all, even the new comers, thank you so much for joining us...

ON WITH CHAPTER 25!

General POV

"M-M-Michael? Oh my god Michael!" Eve leaped over the broken glass and soda beneath her feet, disregarding the glass sinking into her skin. She felt no pain, but relief, utter relief running through her body. Springing into his arms, she felt his skin cold beneath hers. Words would not come, lost and breathless, she just let her emotions do the talking. Claire wavered, the sight of Shane sending shock waves through her, being away from the world for a few days left her empty, as if she did not exist. She could not physically touch anything, frustration was the only thing keeping her here, and Michael the constant positive pushing her through. Claire and Michael was present within the house, although their presence was not felt they sure did try. Constant grabbing of light objects to throw at walls was always a failure, no matter how much energy they tried to draw. Claire's conclusion was the connection was weak because there were two of them this time. But none of it mattered now. She was home, with Shane.

"Shane". Was all she said and in that moment she was met with a crashing hot body, heat wrapping her within its tight hold, the smell of his skin lingering keeping her safe. It was all she needed and she was content in that moment, when a jolt ran through the house. Someone had entered.

Claires POV

It had been days since I had died. Days that felt like years. I felt myself floating, I was not attached to anything, I just was. Until a grip pulled me through a barrier. Then I was in the glass house. I was just there, I blinked back into reality with Michael standing beside me gripping onto my shoulders shaking me. It was then I truly knew I was dead. I had been like this before and it was not the same at all. I felt no connection to the house. We grasped for objects for days, and nothing happened. I screamed from the top of my lungs begging for someone to hear us. It broke my heart to see Shane and Eve so distraught. Although I could not touch anything, I could go to different places, such as leave the Glass House and more than one time did I find myself drifting to Myrnin. Oh Myrnin. No matter how much I tried to hate him for what he had done to me I could not stop my self. But the first time we made contact, I was breathless. He could see me, that I was here.

"Myrnin," my breath a whisper. My legs buckled at the sight of him looking so broken and vulnerable. My Myrnin was strong and manic, and now he looked the most human I had ever seen him. Truly at a loss. He turned around to face me, his features a mask of adoration, his eyes gleaming with love and tears, as though I was his heaven.

"Myrnin, oh Myrnin" was all I could say, tears forming in my eyes.

"O fy adar bach annwyl. Os gwelwch yn dda ddweud wrthyf sut y gallaf ei gynillo chi. Os gwelwch yn dda" he breathed quietly, that I almost did not hear it. But I could not talk for much longer, the pull was becoming too strong, I had to say goodbye.

"Myrnin, you know. Soon, you must save me soon. I don't have much time. There isn't any light here Myrnin, it scares me. Please hurry, save me, I know you can. Os gwelwch yn dda." And then I was gone. Back into the Glass House, my prison.
In death, I was drawn to him, there to keep him safe, when he wondered into the sun it broke my heart. I knew he had attacked me, it was my own fault. I knew I loved Myrnin, I always knew, there was never a time I doubted it. I just could not admit it out loud, not to Shane and not to Myrnin. But Amelie knew, she had warned me on numerous occasions of how dangerous his love was but I wanted it, I wanted to feel fire sore through my veins catching the darkness that rippled through his skin, I wanted it all. Yet I could not reach it. I was to vulnerable, I taunted and teased and it got me killed. But I was always alive when I saw him, we could touch, we could kiss. He brought life back to me.

Myrnins POV

I knew I had to see her. I knew I had to save her, and it was going to be today. I walked through the streets of Morganville aware of all the eyes lurking in the darkness waiting to prey on the innocent, it was not for me, not tonight. I walked, slowly cotemplating what would happen when I walked through those doors, who I would come face to face with. But no matter, Claire is my prority, no muggy redneck is going to stop me. I approached the porch and walked up to the door. No time for pleasantaries. I was walking in. I opened the door, and there she was. I stopped my mouth hanging open, my eyes stinging, she was here. My beautiful Claire was here. That was it, I ran to her, I took her small form within my embrace and kissed her. I did not care, I love her. I love her so much, and I know she feels the same, I can tell by the way her heart beats, her breathing quickens and how she stands on her toes to reach me. My body was burning for her, I wanted all of her, until of course a filthy mortal took her away from me.
"YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER," Shontelle said obviously.
"I think you'll find 'her' has a name. A pretty dainty one at that," I whispered.
"You first kill her, and now sexually molest her?" At that I flinched.
"You never say such words boy, if you was wondering Claire enjoyed that too, whether you want to belive it or not, but you saw it."

Eve's POV

My eyes could not believe what they were seeing, Claire and Myrnin were stood there kissing. Kissing. I mean I know them kissing is what started all this to begin with, but I could not believe what I was seeing.
"What the fuck guys," I said shortly after Shane and Myrnin had their spat.
"Now, now Even no time for unpleasantness we simply have work to do," Myrnin purred.
"First of my name is Eve, and you know that and secondly you're not welcome here, so unless you wanna surf the floor boards get out."
Myrnin held his hands up in a surrender and backed away from me slowly.
"I may have been a little out of order there my dear, but I assure you I am here to help save my little bird, and maybe even your precious beau Michael. So forgive me."
"Wow, was than an apology? Shit get this on record Michael," Shane piped in.
"How can you save us?" Claire stepped forward with a slight blush on her face.
Myrnin took a gentle step towards Claire and caressed her face with the back of his hand in such a loving way it made me gasp.
"Oh my little one-"
"Can you please do this without touching my girlfriend," Shane spewed venomously.
"I am the only chance you have Shonda, don't distress me, otherwise it'll be your life I take next."
"SNAP OUT OF IT," Michael sprinted in a flash across the room, grabbing Myrnin by the throat as he slammed his back at the wall.
"Stop with your games spider, or it'll you be you next, you have my word," His voice was a growling whisper sending chills throughout the Glass House. It was then I took Michaels arm away and brought him back to me.
"None of this is helping Myrnin. Can you help or not?" I demanded.
"Why yes of course my dear. First you need to meet my friends." At that moment the door opened and in walked a man and a woman hand in hand. Seeing them I finally felt something different other than pain; hope. I felt hopeful.

Oliver's POV

I am defeated. My will is no longer my own, I cannot bear to be some ones pawn. I had to take action I had to save Amelie. I am breaking. Who would have ever thought Oliver Cromwell would accept his fate of darkness and defeat especially by a poisonous woman. The thought of her roaming around Morganville with the intention of ruling sickened me far worse than the existence of draugs. If I only I could send a message.

"Oliver," her voice purred from every direction. "Why do you look so stricken? I do worry for you as of late. You are so, what is the word reticent? I do wonder why?" at that she giggled and approached me from behind laying a lazy hand on my shoulder. I felt her breath tickle my ear as she leaned in to whisper.
"I have a favour to ask of you, and you're going to love it." I tried to form words, but all that came from my mouth was a whimper.
"Oh come on Oliver you sound like a puppy, speak up!" she laughed hysterically.
"OK, I will let you talk." she snapped her fingers and suddenly air ignited my lungs, my throat tickled and the urge to speak was lifted. My voice was free. Obviously my first words was not too wise.
"You are a malicious, excrebale, detestable and repulsive succubus," my words came heavily from my mouth all in a rush, but it felt damn bloody good to say.
"Why, such a lovely way with words. I honestly thought you would thank me for the silence to be perfectly honest. Did not peg you for such an explosive vocabulary. But there we go."
"What is it you want?" I asked.
"Well, what I have always wanted. You see I have forever been in the shadows. First by my blood family and then by my vampire family. I am always in the dark. I am always placed in a cabinet. Always behind someone better than me! Now I have decided it is my time. I will take it, and I will be queen"
"You are full of madness. You will never rule. You only have the intent of saving yourself. No one follows a selfish leader"
"Ah. See you may be right my dear. But I will not be doing this alone" her hand flourished towards the garden gate, and through it walked Amelie looking just as beautiful as the last time I saw her only this time stained with blood, where I staked her. Her face was blank, trapped in a daze just as I am. Amelie was the queen on the board, whilst I was Naomis pawn.
"I want you to kill everyone in the Glass House and bring Myrnins head to me, for I would love to place it on a stake. He is far too pretty not to look at." She gazed at me one last time before disappearing into the darkness.

Hey guys, so I know it is fairly short but I have been trying to write this chapter for the past few weeks but I have been having immense writers block and been working like crazy. But I have a chapter for you eh! SO hopefully I shall have another for you soon. I hope you enjoyed it. Please read and review, and If I don't update before christmas, have a merry one! Love you all!