Shadow Of The Vampire

Intruder

Dear, All Fans, past, present and future

I know it's been a long while since I've updated, and I apologise. What matters now is I'm back. And I hope I won't disappoint you guys again.

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I stare transfixed. "Wait what are you doing Damien?" the blood drains out of my face leaving me pale. I feel like I am about to have a seizure. They both start to extend ever so slowly. Maybe it's a magic trick. Yep. That's it a magic trick.

"You see these, they are called fangs" he whispers "I'm a vampire Cassie, a real walking vampire. I'm one of the twelve Old Ones. My race is not human. I'm not human. I have powers; I have no real family because they are dead all of them. I may appear in my early 20's but I was born in 34BC and became this" he gestures to himself "In 14bc" He ends

"Giant retarded monkey, may you rest in peace" I whisper in horror

"You're a vampire, an Old one, what does that mean?" my gaze concentrating on his black leather shoes, voice firm. For the last few minutes I've been contemplating whether or not I should let Damien know his velcro straps are unfastened. It's easier concentrating on something rational.

Damien is motionless.

"Are you not going to run?"

My eyes gradually make contact with his obscure crystal blue ones.

"Why would I run? I have no reason to, you've saved me from my own stupidity of walking out at night alone. You've welcomed me to your home, a bed to sleep in and have provided food for me, given me everything that I require"

His posture lax and his beautiful eyes soften.

"Are you sure?"

I saunter towards him until our shoes are touching and caress his chest to soothe him.

"I love you Damien"

I shouldn't judge him based on the fact that he's a vampire. We both need to get to know each other better.

I mean I do sometimes forget to brush my teeth at night.

"Amor" Damien reaches out to embrace me and nuzzles my neck.

Wait vampires consume blood, don't they... my legs wobble.

The atmosphere begins to shimmer, beaming lights and an intense electricity surrounds us. My grip on him tightens, something inside bursting and roaring awakens and is at large.

It feels familiar

Damien presses my curves to his solid sexual arousal and sniffs.

I moan squeezing my legs together and clutch his head, encouraging him. My body at its peak of combustion. Begging him silently to put me out of my misery and devour me.

His tongue samples my neck and his razor-sharp pointed incisors extend further from his gums.

"You unman me, Amor" He purrs

I stick to him like glue and moan in appreciation.

An abrupt clatter and shouts on the other side of the door enter my hearing. A guard I think, yanks open door his breathing shallow.