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"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

It was written with quill ink. He read the first paragraph—the chronicles of Demetrius. He continued reading. “Today I turned 70 and I decided to write about my life. It isn't easy being a vampire. I had a severe episode of bloodlust and ended up feeding on a human. Well, luckily for me, the human is still alive.”

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

As I was about to ask him something else, he spoke perverting me from adding any other world. " All vampires are sleeping, for now, do no one would annoy you - including me. So take the chance to learn more about yourself." With just that, he left, and I was now alone in the immense library. I took this as a chance to have a look around and read some random information. I gather as many as I could from books, but not any kind of books, the one that talks about the vampires' history and creation, the war between species, also a book of curses, and another one that describes Lycans as the number one enemy for vampires. I took all these books to my room and locked myself while reading. The firs

The names of the characters are not, but the story is. Also the terms to divide the classes of vampires and the story of how the first ones appeared is also mine and I needed to research a lot and use a lot of creativity, in the book: Sold to Count Dracula (which is a spin off of the series I'm writing) I explain more clearly how the vampire world I created works. And I hope it remains mine alone. I spent days trying to come up with new names and giving meanings to my works to stand out among the others, being as original as possible.

Her Mom and Dad would spend days shoving books in my face and even talk to me about them once I had finished. Breyona's Mom was right, there wasn't much information on Vampires. Just a small passage in the middle of the page, written in another language. It was obvious Breyona's Mom and Dad had translated the text, writing it on a spare sheet of paper and attaching it to the book. The passage enlightened me, and sent something cold rushing through my veins. Vampires -- 1902

Our daughter could go through books faster than anyone that I personally knew, which was saying something. Violet and I had the idea of collaborating with a well-known supernatural fiction author to create a story specifically for Ava. The author was a werewolf herself, a seer actually, and used her craft to put out enough truth about us to make humans think that it was all make-belief. You could think of it like camouflage, providing just enough of a smokescreen if the humans seemed to notice anything. The majority would consider any commonalities as products of their overactive imaginations.

Adrian mumbled asking Alexis to stay calm. Alexis slowly nodded her head. “I promise to stay calm, Adrian. Just tell me.... it won't be a problem for me tho...” Alexis mumbled promisingly there. Adrian slowly drew closer to Alexis. Then stretched out his right palm to hold Alexis's palm there. “Alexandra was the first woman in my past, Alexis… her full name is Alexandra H. Wilson, the first woman to become a vampire hunter in 1840. I met Alexandra in 1838. She was a brave, friendly woman, and also beautiful. When we first met, she even knew that I was actually a vampire. But she didn't kill me, she protected me. At that time, I was still a vampire who was angry with the world. You could say,

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?