PROLOGUE
DAMIEN'S POV:
“One Big Room Full Of Bad Bitches!!!... Gucci Gucci, Louie Louie, Venny Venny, Prada!” The music is blaring from the speakers, young adults are grinding and rubbing against each other; enjoying the night. This was the clubbing life, a life where you can lose yourself in the music and forget about your pain and problems. For some people it was the greatest escape from your life and to others it was the best place to get a pathetic no life person to go anywhere with you.
Standing in the distance outside of the club, I watched people start to leave the place. I was waiting for a human to be alone. A small group left the club and started to make their way towards their cars. They bid farewell to each other and one girl started to walk away instead of getting into a car. Perfect. She was heading the opposite direction of her friend’s cars. This was my chance. I started to follow her.
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ANYA'S POV:
Tonight was wonderful. I was finally able to leave home and enjoy myself. My friends and I went out clubbing and I enjoyed every second of it. Unfortunately the time went by fast and I had to head home. Misery. I said my farewell to my friends and I started to take the long walk home. Two blocks away from the club and I started to feel uneasy. I felt like someone was watching me. I turned around to see there was no one outside; the place was completely deserted. A cold wind blew and I pulled my jacket closer to my body trying to keep warm. I walked faster because the feeling of someone watching me returned. I looked behind me once again to find there was still no one. I decided to run feeling panic shoot through my body. I raced into a parking lot; thinking that if I was out in the open I would be safe. I stopped running. I’m being ridiculous! No one is following me! But my instincts are never wrong... “Hello?, Is anyone there?!?” I yelled.
WOOOSH!!! I was lunged into the air! I hit the ground with a hard smack. I tried to scream but my throat was burning with tears that I could not shed. I felt nothing but pain all over my body. Shit. What did I get myself into now? Before I could look up to see who just threw me; I was picked off the ground dangling in the air. I looked up to meet a pair of blue eyes; the color of the Caribbean waters. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could do that, he talked. “ Shhh, I’m just hungry.” I looked at him confused. His beautiful eyes switched from their blue color to a crimson red. I screamed when I realized what he was. He put his hand over my mouth to stop my screaming. I tried to do what I was thought to do at a young age but my mind failed me. I couldn’t think clearly. I was going to die. “Shhhh. This won’t hurt a bit” He smirked at me flashing his white long fangs. I screamed even louder and tried to push him off of me. He moved my head to the left so my neck could be exposed. With a great speed and force, he bit into my neck. My blood curdling screams were being muffled by his hands. He was drinking my blood and all I could hear was the sucking noises he was making and my jagged breathing. I started to feel dizzy. My surroundings were starting to come in and out of focus. What seemed like forever, the sucking noises stopped and the Vampire started to lick my neck cleaning the wounds. He looked at my face and started to smile. I could feel myself going unconscious. That evil bastard thought he did something rewarding? Ha! Before I fainted I wanted him to know a very important detail that would surely haunt his long life… If he’ll ever live after what he just did. In a low voice I whispered “ I’m Anya… Princess Anya.” I knew he heard me; his face told all.
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Deadly Attractions
FantasyDAMIEN: I Hate My life. All I am ever good for is trouble and blood. Lots of blood. I never knew how much my life actually meant to me until the day I had to protect it. That night changed everything. ANYA: I Hate my life. I've been bossed around s...