Vampire cult: is an alternative lifestyle and subculture based around the mythology of and popular culture based on vampires.Tessa"Well, I guess I should tell you from the start. It might came a shock to you but I want you to open up your mind about us. Promise me not to run out of here once I tell you about who we really are."He gave me a little chuckle promising me that he won't. He looked at me as if I was out of my mind. But I sat straighter trying to compose myself, after two decades of being a vampire it was my first time telling anyone what I truly was and not killing them in the end.Do I want to tell him? Yes. Do I wish he stumbled on the knowledge of me and Nero being vampires instead of me sitting to his front trying to compose my words? Yes, please.I cleared my throat before I start my explanation. "My name is Tessa and I'm a Xerxes, my husband, my mate, your future king is Nero Severus Xerxes. He is a vampire and so am I." I paused trying to get a feel of how crazy di
Three months laterNero"He will cause trouble that spoiled son of yours," I grumbled after Emilian's bodyguard reported that once again the kid played with fire when he decided that it was okay for him to follow Tessa's footsteps and play assassin for one of the local gang members."Oh, my sweet king, he's your kid too. I know you adore him. He's just finding his place in the city, Emilian just moved from his hometown. There's nothing wrong with him. He's perfectly perfect." My little killer said in her sweet loving words placing her legs on mine, straddling me, and placing her arms around my shoulders. We were having a nice quiet evening away from our children and the hectic affairs of vampire younglings, on top of Emilian's. Now that almost all of our sired children were mated, they're busy with their own families. I shouldn't have anything to complain about when my bloodline was expanding and getting stronger. Still, little stuff got me agitated even when I have my Queen to take
Currently, there is no standard test for psychopathy in children, but a growing number of psychologists believe that psychopathy, like autism, is a distinct neurological condition — one that can be identified in children as young as 5.TessaI knew there was something different about me since I was a kid. I had been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder at a very young age. As a little girl, I got into trouble on school grounds a lot. My privileged parents might just set off my behavior, maybe, you know, being young and borderline and all. Some even said it was genetics. There was this one time when I watch a boy stumbled, knowingly tripping his leg will cause him to fall. At that instance, I wanted to see him as his hands break his fall and his palms came in contact with the asphalt. I didn't feel any remorse as my teacher told me I should. I just told her that I wanted to see how he reacted. I wanted to hear his pain and I tilted my head watching him closely, when his eyes
Definition of Psychopath:: a mentally unstable person especially: a person having an egocentric and antisocial personality marked by a lack of remorse for one's actions, an absence of empathy for others, and often criminal tendenciesTessa"Okay I'm being nice, I'll let you choose, right or left."The man whimpered, shaking like a leaf, probably pissing his pants off by the smell of it. I stood to his front, clicking the steel cutter waiting for him to choose which pinkie finger he was going to let me cut.Ted, the sleazy bartender decided he can steal liquor from his boss Ardian Kreshnik Dovolani, the Albanian mob boss from one of the ruthless crime families in the country. The newly hired bartender didn't know who he was messing with, and the boss didn't take lightly to people who stole from him. Ted thought stealing two crates of top-shelf liquor will just get him sacked and went to jail for a couple of months. The pale-looking guy was desperate for money and he didn't think when
Asphyxiation: deprivation of oxygen that can result in unconsciousness and often death : an act of asphyxiating a person or animal or a state of asphyxia.Tessa I ran after him, the bastard had the nerve to punched me and make a run for his life. Well, to be fair I was about to torture and kill him, so running away was a thing people do in time of panic. This morning the boss had instructed me personally to kill one of his member who was a snitch. Nope, no cutting fingers for the tattletale, instead he said to kill him and make him suffer and confessed everything on tape. So I did, I was setting up my confession booth and camera when the guy managed to wiggle and set himself free. My mistake since I haven't bound him properly and now I'm paying it by playing cat and mouse with him in the abandon factory building twenty miles away from the city limits. The man couldn't survive this but he sure did make me work for it and I was not happy about it. "Come out, come out wherever you a
Bloodlust: : the desire to kill or to see people killedNero There was no intention for me to go to the abandoned factory site, but the screaming and stench of fear were too intriguing for me to pass over. And then as I was getting closer the woman's voice pulled me nearer. I could hear her threatening the man with her smooth voice. There was a menace within her words, the evil behind her threats made the man oozes fear for his life.She was human, I could hear her heart beating excitedly as she spilled out her intimidation. It was in contrast to the male who was practically whimpering from her questioning. Then the smell of blood grew in the air, sweet blood induced in fear from the male strapped to a single chair in the middle of the room. The woman was whispering in his ear, and pressing the tip of her knife to his torso down to his stomach while her other hand gripped his throat almost choking him. The image was too alluring, it made me hard just to watch her from afar. Her br
Lust:1 : usually intense or unbridled sexual desire : lasciviousness 2a : an intense longing : b : enthusiasm, eagerness. 3 obsolete. a : pleasure, delight.TessaThe feeling stayed, I knew someone was watching me. The whole fucking night. I was not threatened, but I was so goddamn curious. Until the man showed himself the second my assailants were trying to mug and force me to hand them the keys to my bike. I almost laugh if not for the mysterious man who decided to step out of the shadows. Well...well...The guy was dressed in all black, my favorite color. He was tall and pale, so fucking pale that I could almost see the veins on his flawless face. His eyes were so strikingly intense, it was like he was poking into my soul. Weird. The man looked poised, and elegant as if he was too cool for the parking lot. He seemed like he belonged in a Venetian mansion, all dark, pale and mysterious. His gaze was studying me, he did not interrupt as I handle the two lame guys and sent them ou
Mafia: A hierarchically structured secret organization allegedly engaged in smuggling, racketeering, trafficking in narcotics, and other criminal activities in the U.S., Italy, and elsewhere. Tessa"You shouldn't challenge him," Chad reminded me. "What? I would never, well, maybe I did...but the man was such a pussy." Chad was lecturing me about the importance of keeping peace in the workplace. I mean seriously, I was an assassin what do you expect? morning coffees and discuss their gold-digging wives? Honestly, I was not missing much with my co-workers, I was glad not to be on their boss's monthly payroll with daily obligations and stuff. Never been one of those who come to the office everyday types of people. "You know better than to let the boss invite me here, I'm okay with you being my handler. I am satisfied with our communication via phone so I don't have to look at your ugly face. I love it, even more, when you texted." I smirked, knowing Chad was actually just like his nam