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The man stopped abruptly, almost falling backwards as he did so and muttered a few drunken slurs that were unintelligible, even to a vampire. Feeling his hunger reach its peak, he bared his fangs at the man and snarled just as a strike of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating his figure. Absolutely terrified but still drunk, the man turned on his heel and tried to run away only to trip over, landing in a puddle. He waited until the man had gotten back to his feet and then captured him in a strong grip from behind, sinking his fangs deep into his neck. Guzzling down the warm, sticky blood, he couldn't stop himself even as the bitter taste caused by alcohol hit the back of his throat. I

However, I wasn’t able to make another step away from them when I came face to face with the first demon I dealt with that gave me hellish nightmares each time I closed my eyes. “Hello, my dear Cara.” His scarred face was still very pronounced, just like the day I first saw him, though, like the others, he was also rotting from the inside out. The skin was peeling off his bones, the skull on his scalp falling, and a huge chunk of flesh dropping from his body. What the fuck is going on? Suddenly, they were all too close. Too tight on my personal space that I could already smell their sickening scent. “Get away from me!” I tried to push one of them out of my way. However, my entire body shudde

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

she whispered, her voice a mere breath against the silent night. I offered her a small, enigmatic smile, my fangs glinting in the moonlight. "Perhaps even creatures like me can be captivated by the scent of royalty. My dear, I am known as Draco, a creature of the night, thirsty for the essence that courses through your veins." Her fear turned to disbelief, and she took a tentative step backward, her voice trembling, "You're... a vampire?" I nodded slowly, the moonlight casting a bewitching glow upon my pale skin. "Indeed, my dear. And your scent, oh, it is a delicacy I cannot resist."

Kyle kicked open the massive doors and strutted inside. As he suspected, the huge marble building was completely packed with his own kind. It was chaotic. The enormous, marble room was shaped in a circle, with huge columns framing it in every direction. It had a marble floor, and an arched ceiling, culminating in an oculus. It was as grand as the Pantheon in Rome. Except this one was filled with vampires screaming and yelling over each other, pushing and shoving. As he suspected, they were in the midst of a heated debate.

Now, it was her against the world. Scarlet lunged for the man, leaned her head back, and plunged her fangs deep into his throat. They sank deeper and deeper, hitting his vein. He shrieked, as he collapsed to his knees. She drank. She drank and drank and drank, as the man collapsed to the ground beneath her. She pinned him down, like an animal, on top of him, and as she did, she sucked out every last ounce of his blood.

My hands shook but I pushed them in front of me and opened the door without any hesitation. The cold wind tore straight through me, hitting me right between the shoulder blades and making me shudder. The sight in front of me was terrifying. My heart nearly exploded from my chest with the sudden shock. A dark figure was standing in the middle of the street, soaked through to the bone. The wind blew the raindrops into a puddle on the floor, forming a pool beneath his or her feet. This person’s skin glistened wetly like the moon on dark nights. The hair was soaked and dripping. The eyes burned red like the fires of hell. Was I really seeing this or it was just my head.

Standing up I regain my composure, wondering what knocked me down to begin with. Staring up at Ellie's grandparents, I watch the small cave is suddenly engulfed in purple fog and Lochness fazes. Out from the purple fog steps a bear-sized man. He towers over Vesla, staring down at me. His shaggy black hair hangs just below his ears curling at the ends. I am once again captured by his deep violet eyes. His eyes are like a vortex, pulling me into their intense grasp, framed by piercing, sharp features and a strong jaw. His complexion is smooth and coppery and he is without a single scar.

Why hadn’t I noticed that before? The feel of my nipples hardening in response to my body’s discovery that my boarder was a sexy hottie reminded me that I was wearing a flimsy tee shirt with no bra. I quickly pulled my knees to my chest and rested my chin on them. “I never was able to figure out where that damnable vampires turning into bats story came from,” he said, mindless of my nipple dilemma. “Braham Stoker, I believe,” I mused as I sipped my cooled coffee.

He was just as miserable as I am. Just at that moment, there was a knock on the door, and I saw how Dracula's glowing eyes went dim, and all the rage burning in him that was like a wild furnace vanished as his eyes went straight to the door. "Come in, please." He uttered in a very gentle voice that betrayed his vicious Lycan beast appearance. Just then the door gave way, and Scarlett was the one who stepped in. Fuck! Dracula cursed menacingly, growling, his eyes blazing with rage and frustration once more. Scarlett was frozen in terror when she saw Dracula in his Lycan beast form, with me and Randy lying helplessly in the pool of our blood.