The two young vampires were still in different stages of their high and Tilly would not be able to offer much assistance in her state. She couldn't quite grasp reality just of yet."You shouldn't be upset Rach. It's just death, as we are. If it makes you feel better, I killed that feeder from earlier on. It's in our nature to kill Rachel. The human does not feel pity for the lamb or chicken they feast on. Neither does the fox when it preys on the hare. So why should we feel bad for a mere humans soul that's probably damned anyway," in Tilly's mind she probably felt like her words comforted the young Vampire heiress but Rachel didn't feel comforted.If Tilly was this desensitized to killing there was no way she hadn't done this before- Rachel concluded in her thoughts."How many are there?" Rachel's asked shakingly."How many what?""How many people have you killed Tilly?""I've never counted. Um let me think," Tilly sucked air through her teeth be

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I was slumbered on top of the softest silver sheets. The bed shifted from a delicate mattress to a silver liquid that resembled the chemical element of mercury. The liquid was neither dense nor fluid but it kept me from drowning in its contents. A humanly figure with no face rose, drenched from head to toe in the silver liquid. The figure grasped my arm tightly, pulling me deeper into the contents. Another figure rose from the other side, tugging tightly on my other arm. The hands constantly tugged me to their preferred side as if it were a claiming game but each time this was done I silently disappeared deeper into the liquid finally vanishing from sight. The suffocation from my dream invaded my lungs, creating a burdening heaviness that became worse with every second. I couldn't feel any oxygen enter through my nasal canals. My throat reacted, creating noises of lack of air. I opened my eyes and gasped for some air. My lungs inhaled and exhaled heavy breaths of air to make up f

Yumena Markov.She wasn't your typical teenage girl. Yumena could never be average, to begin with. Words like ordinary and average had never been in Yumena's vocabulary. Nor were they ever associated with her.Her name alone came with immense power, influence, and status that most people her age would never even touch in their lifetime and she prided herself in that.Not only did her name hold so much value but her entire being was the visual definition of perfect. It didn't matter what room she walked into there would always be a pair of eyes watching her, skimming her hourglass figure like a meal, and once Yumena was spotted in a room.It wouldn't be long before she was surrounded by vultures who wanted her flesh on the tips of their fingers. Whether it was the tap of the shoulder or the tap of the waist, her personal space was always invaded. That's what made her dislike interacting with other people. It was always the same story of how insanely attractive she was and how she had th

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