My Step-Father Is A Vampire

Mom was serious about that guy—they were really getting married. She had the huge diamond ring and everything. I knew I could try convincing her all I wanted that this was a terrible idea, but she wouldn’t listen. She was in love.The object of her affection? Damien West. CEO of a well-established real estate company. He was your typical handsome, rich guy—the kind who could have any woman he wanted. My mother, Gwen, worked for a much smaller firm. She said they met at some business meeting or event. I didn’t know the full story, but honestly, it all sounded like complete bullshit.There was just something off about Gwen’s new love. For starters, I couldn’t find any trace of him dating anyone in the past five years. It was like he hadn’t even existed before that—then suddenly, he was this big-shot millionaire with cars, houses, and a polished public image. What had he done before the money? Where had it come from? How had his company started? And why my mother? Those were the question

“You aren’t…” Any better, I wanted to say—but the rest of the words caught in my throat. My mouth tasted like rot, and my vision blurred. I felt like I might pass out right there in his car.Damien scoffed and pressed down on the gas. He was speeding up, like he couldn’t wait to be rid of me.I felt humiliated. Gwen—that was who I needed. Not him. How Damien ended up being the one to pick me up at one of the lowest points of my life was beyond me.When the car stopped in front of the house, I rushed to get out—and that was a mistake. My legs gave out, and I landed hard on my hands and knees. From the corner of my eye, I saw him—the devil himself—leaning against his sleek black car with his arms crossed, watching me like I was some tragic scene in a poorly written drama.I wanted to curse him out.Instead, I threw up.Sour beer and stomach acid hit the pavement. It was pathetic. I was pathetic. Petty human, he’d called me—and I was proving him right with every trembling breath.Get you

Third POVGwen Astray was the perfect woman—kind, compassionate, and hardworking. A typical human living decently in the eyes of society. She’d been through one tragedy or another in her short life, the greatest, being the death of her beloved husband, ruled out as death by electrocution, even though nothing about Christian Astray’s death suggested that. The evidence should have been enough to pinpoint a suspect at least. But vampires were newly accepted into society, you see—one couldn’t have news like this leaking out to the public.Damien remembered this case quite well. Six years ago, he had seen pictures of the murder scene. A typical case of a human being drained to death by one of his kind. Precious. Who would have thought, years later, he would be with the victim’s beautiful wife—and slightly deranged daughter?He could play the part of a loving partner so well that nobody suspected a thing. Well, except for the little brat Gwen was raising. Rude, vulgar, and above all, too d

I didn’t see Damien for the next week. He was avoiding me—that much was obvious. I should have been thrilled about this; he was spending less time with Mom, and that was a good thing.However, I couldn’t stop thinking about him—about the kiss we had shared. He’d been hard, pressed against me. If it had gone on just a bit longer, who knows what would have happened? It was good we broke apart before anything big could happen. I was only trying to seduce him, not sleep with him. Goodness.Despite this, I felt myself ache every time I thought of the kiss. I couldn’t ignore it. So I decided I would rather take care of it myself.I slipped my fingers between my legs and stroked myself. Moans poured out of me as I got myself off with thoughts of my mother’s boyfriend. And it turned out to be one of the best orgasms ever. God, this was not how I thought things would go. From now on, it was best to keep a clear head when dealing with Damien, lest I make a mistake that might cost me.He was sti

Third Person POVShane wasn’t certain why his boss had suddenly become so interested in teenagers lately. First, it was his lover’s girl, then Daisy Taylor. He had been asked to do a deep background check on the latter; every little thing about her was documented and presented to the Vampire Lord.“She’s relatively average,” Shane chimed in as he watched Damien go through the file. What was this about? He’d worked with Damien for almost three centuries now, and never had the other Vampire shown any mild interest in humans. He always said they were merely feeders, existing only to satisfy a Vampire’s hunger.“I can see that.”“Why are you suddenly interested in humans?”“I will be getting married to one in a few months. Learning about them is expected.”“Yes, but you wouldn’t need to learn about your future stepdaughter’s love scandal with her friend, would you?” Damien said nothing, and this only confirmed Shane’s suspicion. “I’m guessing Daisy is in for a lot of trouble?”“It’s best