Chapter Nine

Elizabeth stood about five foot five with long brown hair and emerald green cat eyes. She was fair skinned, with high cheekbones, and was covered in tattoos, which had been magically applied since traditional ones didn’t stick.

She was wearing a black and red leather corset, a long black velvet coat, and pleather stiletto boots with a long black leather skirt with a slit all the way up the side. She held a wine glass full of warm blood standing in the center of her ballroom, admiring the large windows staring at the huge moon.

She turned around to see a large man standing at the entrance moments later a couple dozen more piled in with him.

“I don’t remember ordering all of you, but that’s alright; I have a lot of stamina.” She winked, knowing full well what they were.

“We’re here to kill you.” The man stated she smiled.

“Well, this isn’t a fair fight.”

“Well, we needed to be sure we had enough to kill you. Sorry if it’s too many.” He said sarcastically.

“Oh, honey, no, you misun