The time is slowly starting to arrive when I reveal myself to my old friend. For years I have been keeping a close watch on Hunter Eldridge. I am disgusted with what I have seen, he really has gone from a ruthless dark lord to a human-loving marshmallow. I have been watching over Hunter for years, with each passing year he makes one mistake after another. I pace around my secluded mansion, this is where I have been for decades, as I let him believe that I died that fateful night. It was my push for him to overcome his wallowing for that human bitch. He needed to move on from his dearly beloved and embrace his darkness, once he did,  I knew he would become a ruthless monster! He has the potential is in his blood. He would never know that but, I know completely that he is a descendant of Count Abner. I was there throughout the years silently watching. I once served in Abners presence. Abners beautiful and wicked wife Theldora, they were evil to the core.It wa

I stand here in this hotel hallway while I stare at the Vampiric face of my wife! It is so hard to comprehend unless, Bathilda did not kill her, and my cloudy human eyes deceived me. It was so dark that night, anything could have happened. I heard her scream, I saw her body lying on the ground unmoving. My only conclusion is that she had been drained to the point of unconsciousness and turned. That is a stretch but, possible. She looks at me as if she has no idea who I am? "Sir, are you alright?" I stammer then speak "forgive me, miss, you look exactly someone I used to know". Not knowing what else to say. She giggles "I get that at times, my name is Veronica Powers" she greets me as she smiles. Veronica was Eliza's middle name. I am completely beside myself. She smiles until her phone goes off. She pales, and starts to shake "oh no!" she whispers. I look at her with concern for the fear I feel coming from her. I stand here while my party watches from afar.

Camille's P.O.VThe sun poured in through my blinds, reminding me that today was a new day. Another shit show. I rolled over in my bed to look at my alarm clock. Fuck, it was seven in the morning, why did morning have to come so soon. I prefer the night, time to party and have fun in life. "Camille! Are you awake?" I heard Allison shout as she came up the stairs. Just fucking great, her with her peppy attitude, I am not going to be able to go back to sleep once she enters the room. I am staying with her this weekend, I stay with her every night I come home from Portland. This time, it is the holidays, woohoo. I know most people love the holiday season, and she is annoying cheery during this time despite circumstances. To me, it is just another year of celebrating without mom and dad. They are dead, they are never coming back. Freak incident the police called it, the work of a serial killer. Nothing added up, what serial killer would have the strength to rip their thr

I drive my car down the winding road, a million thoughts are running through my head. Everything that has occurred  At that moment,  a blurred figure flashed past me in a distant field. I stop the car, I am sure it is a Vampire, I take off in the direction it went. In the far distance, I can see Veronica running. I have not seen her since the other day when she caused that ordeal at my hotel. I had prayed for her safety from whoever she was running from. As I  watch the scene before me, my rage surges and horror washes over me. I had no idea that Veronica was in association with her. Bathilda is chasing her. "Veronica Stop!" I hear her scream at her "NO! I am never going back to him!" Veronica snarls. "Yes! You have to! You're not allowed to be away from the mansion!" Apart of me wants to walk away, this is not my problem, and I do not want to draw attention to myself yet, for some reason, I cannot get myself to move.  "Master wants you home! We shou

Chapter 38I arose early this morning in Portland, I could honestly get really accustomed to this area. One drawback to living in Chicago is the sunny days. As a Vampire, I do not die from sun exposure. However, it does make me weaker, like a human whose energy has been drained. I am entirely vulnerable but I am not at a hundred percent strength. Portland’s cloud cover is incredible, Washington state would be even more ideal however, I do not want to venture there. I could not tolerate the constant rain. It is also the land of the Dark Fae. These creatures are said to be spirits who are pure evil and dwell on negative emotions and sadness. They live in the mountain areas of Seattle, such emoti