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The good-looking hazel-eyed vampire who was standing in front of me and becoming my shield declared. He smelled like heaven, so fragrant that it made the hair on my neck stand on end. Even in a nerve-wracking situation like this, my wall couldn’t help but beat, and to make it even real, I’d gladly give him my virginity and blood for free.

🩸🖤“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King 🖤🩸 … The entire place seemed bloody. The other girl who eliminated the girl used her blood to turn the lantern off. She made her way to the front with a primal look on her face.

The memories came slowly, but they came. Frank had been drained of his blood by the blonde vampire that I saw him with in the theater. I was dating a vampire and his daughter drank my blood from my inner thigh after… well, after what she did. Frank’s blood was drained the same way. I couldn’t help wondering if the vampire who killed him brought him to erotic heights before sinking her fangs into him like Sasha had done with me. Was I dead? I threw the covers back to investigate my inner thigh. There was no sign of a wound. None of any sort. Remembering Sasha also bit my neck, my hand flew to where the wound should have been, but found nothing except smooth, warm flesh.

This time, it had me sucking in a sharp breath when I opened it and my eyes widening at the diagrams that I saw. Inside that book was various ways to kill a vampire.

A woman with red wild hair and green eyes in an embrace with a man with shoulder length hair and chocolate brown eyes. UNDER MY SKIN….. The book was about an impossible love story. A broken heart leading to some very serious situation. An unhealthy relationship between a vampire and a woman. It was about soul mates. Vera loved the sound of it and so, she quickly opened the book and began reading. CHAPTER ONE….

Finally, the humans had finished being so happy, had stopped their stupid games, stopped their music, tore off their masks, and ran for their lives. They didn’t get very far. The convicts were on a rampage of looting, raping, and killing, while the released vampires went right for blood. They killed people on the spot, either tearing off their heads, or diving right for their necks and sinking their fangs in deep. They fed and fed, and soon the squares of Venice looked like a battleground. Bodies lay everywhere, storefronts were smashed, tables were turned over… And it was all just beginning. Kyle had not been this happy in years.

But he wasn’t. After moments of thick silence, Caitlin couldn’t take it anymore. She had to know. “Is it real?” she asked, cutting right to the chase. After a long silence, Aiden finally turned. And slowly, he nodded. Caitlin couldn’t comprehend what was happening. He was confirming her reality. This book. It was real. Everything was real. “But how is that possible?” Caitlin asked, her voice rising. “It talks about the most fantastical things. Vampires. Mythical swords. Shields. Antidotes. It’s thousands of years old—and it’s all in my handwriting. None of it makes any sense.”

Unable to stop himself, crashed through the window of the bedroom and landed outside on the grass below and within seconds he'd found his prey. A middle aged man stumbled out of one of the nearby strip clubs, staggering all over the place and eventually jaywalking in and out of the roads causing the cars to honk their horns as they swerved to avoid hitting him. Waiting up high on the ladder of a fire exit wedged between two apartment blocks, he waited until the man staggered into the slim alleyway before sliding down the ladder and jumping in front of the unsuspecting victim. The man stopped abruptly, almost falling backwards as he did so and muttered a few drunken slurs that were unintellig

I preferred to keep it that way. I ordered a breakfast sandwich and a coffee. Damon ordered a vampire coffee, and when our food arrived at our table, his cup was steaming and dark and smelled like the metallic tang of blood mixed with coffee beans. My head spun a little, mouth going dry. I sat back an inch in my chair to get away from it and pulled out my herbal medicine book to keep myself busy. I didn’t want a repeat of the vampire wine incident. I had barely opened the book to the first page before Damon reached across the table and plucked it from my hands.

"And unexplained Neratomay deaths?" On that I hesitated. "None that I'd describe as unexplained." Malarias stared at me. "A vampire not five years turned did not properly secure his home," I continued. "Sleep took him while in the living room of his house. A human opened the door, and he never woke again. Two others died in a sanctioned battle, and Tyler was sent to handle two others."