The sun was already setting on the horizon, the colors orange, pink and yellow mixed with the blue of the beginning of the night making a beautiful landscape portrait. After much crying, Raquel's mother fell asleep between sobs, wrapped in the warmth of her husband's arms, who had also fallen asleep in his sadness.In the cemetery a splendorous full moon hovered directly over Rachel's pale and dirty face, seven feet below the earth, but she opened her eyes in a burst of life.Life?God, where am I?" she asked confused as her hands groped around inside the coffin. Then, suddenly despair screamed inside her as she saw herself in darkness as the flashes of moonlight disappeared, and she began to pound on the coffin and scream for help.Rachel hadn't realized that her strength had increased to the point of breaking the wood of the coffin, and only realized it when her face and body began to be covered with dirt and twigs in profusion, but blinded by her desire for freedom, nothing stopped

Long months of agony and loneliness followed Rachel wherever she went. And the last place she had been, the last place she might have wanted to go was finally the house where Joan of Arc and the king's troops in the countless battles and bloody fights of the time had settled down, and there, between one neck and another of some unsuspecting or even curious of the rumors that were spreading about an 'indulgent' being there, she fed and studied herself. She studied what she could and could feel of herself, cause or the way her body and feelings felt Eis what she had discovered:1. As much as she wanted to she could not live on blood, blood as of this moment was like water was to a human on dry days, but she could choose animal blood.If she wanted to.2. Since she was sucking blood from people, or from animals for a change, she called herself a "sucker", and, even with the power to love and hate the sun, she had to remember that until now it was her biggest and only enemy. The only 'bein

The sunny day was finally gone, in other words, now the humans would sleep and the suckers would wake. Brenda's duty was to get up before her master, and the moment the last remnant of sunlight faded to the horizon her eyes opened, then as her fingers snapped, just as the curtains had closed they now opened, giving full permission for the moonlight to enter all the rooms. If you know, and Julius Caesar loves this fact, he doesn't need to go after blood, blood comes to him. How?-When a vampire has a priestess in his power, she is the one who prepares his 'meals', no pun intended.The night before Brenda had wrapped herself completely in a thick black cloak to protect herself from the strong sun and with the help of her powers, which were not few by the way, she had gone to the city without being bothered, and luckily it didn't take her long to find her master's meal.A young couple were greedily kissing under a tree near a calm lake, and Brenda, astute as she was, approached them as i

The dawn was at its end, and the smell of dew was already dancing in the air around Julio Cesar and Miranda, who were happily returning to the castle. But they hadn't counted on the surprise that was in their room.On the bed, naked, embraced, and with a satisfied smile, were Rachel and Marcus. And when Julio Cesar's eyes fell on those two, the devil's glow was brighter than fire as he growled:-Raquel, you bastard!She wasn't asleep, for even before opening her eyes she had already opened a smile of revenge fulfilled. Not unlike the smile that also broke out in the eyes and lips of Marcus, who rose from the bed satisfied. From Julio Cesar.-What do you think you've done?Raquel laughed - I got revenge. Julius Caesar did not try, nor did he want, to control his anger when he jumped on Rachel, who turned, but before she was hit by his claws, Marcus, already transformed, threw himself on Julius Cesar who was even thrown to the floor, but growling he caught Marcus and threw him against t

Julio Cesar had collected the ashes of Miranda's body with the pain of loss embedded like a dagger in his heart, and placed them in a crystal container in the shape of an Indian elephant with the lid on its back adorned with emeralds.And waited ...The night fell like a black veil without stars, without clouds, without moon, nothing but Julio Cesar going towards a stone garden with white thorny rose bushes in the heart of the forest closest to the castle. He allowed no one to accompany him, not even his own, and answered no questions. He left mute. He remained mute. And would probably return mute.Julio Cesar knelt at the foot of one of the rose bushes, and underneath it, with his own hands, he dug a hole where he shed Miranda's ashes with his tears.-God, love of my life and death," she whispered, while the sky shared her tears as well. Many bodies have turned into piles of ashes, but that doesn't mean that their souls have been lost, after all there is always a new host, right?Eyes