"To all those readers who don't mind reading fantasy because they know a hot and bloody vampire is as improbable as any other fictional boyfriend."
-Prologue-
It was late, very late, the sky was almost black and the only light you could found was the one of a few streetlights.
I can't tell you the exact hour because right now I'm busy following a... I don't know what kind of being I'm following anymore... I can just say that I thought I loved that being.
Thought, I'm not sure anymore.
"It was all a game after all, wasn't it?" I had to scream to get that being to stop walking.
I sounded more desperate than I would have wanted to admit, I may add. It was raining, I was soaked and disheveled but I didn't cared.
"Yes, it was, we both played with each other to get what we wanted, it was just a game. Everything was fake."
The mysterious being finally faced me, and well, it also looked more desperate than what it would have wanted to admit.
"You illuminated my darkness." I let out without caring about anything, nothing mattered, not even how dumb or pathetic I could seem at that moment.
I saw how the being crossed its arms and looked at me with wet eyes, I don't know if it was because of the rain or not. It rolled its eyes, trying to get its breath back to answer me afterwards.
"Then you were so blinded by it that you didn't realize the light you craved so badly was actually darker than your own."
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Eunomia
Vampire𝘝𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴... I've never been scared of them, though he thinks I am. He doesn't know that I'm aware of his nature, he thinks that I'm slowly falling in love with him, that he will win his bet soon and will get to drink from me until death but...
