My Vampire HUNTRESS

Chapter I

First I want to remind everyone who is starting to read this book, that this is more like a prequel to MY VAMPIRE MASTER... Basically the events taking place there are due to the events that will take place in this book. The bad boy in this one is Alastor, I know most of you were wishing for Simon and hate that I matched him with Alcyona-bitch. You may eventually encounter with Danielle here and Apollo, but this is mainly about Alastor and Paola, maybe a bit cliche of good-girl-gone-bad with a sprinkle of Shtappnz!

Updates will be randomly. I can't promise a day, because I may not be in the mood to write in that day; but it's luckily to be during the weekends.

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There's only two types of people in the world; one that are obsessed with vampires and the one that hunts them down and drives a steak through their hearts.

She happens to be the later and hates the earlier group, bunch of morons that forget they are prey in the eyes of them beasts and will forever be. No matter how much integration and laws are put in. Once child of darkness, forever dark.
They aren't capable of love or compassion. Paola can give her testimony about it!

When she standing there in the middle of the woods holding her weapon with the blood boiling in her veins, the weapon smocking to release that steak and catch another one, she never imagined that her heart would ever change towards these beasts or that she would become one.

Her eyes could travel all around the woods rapidly, her ears catch every single sound and differentiate between them accordingly. She was one degree ahead of a human being, she carried the blood of hunters that protected humanity for centuries. It didn't matter how fast her target was, she would be able to get the right shot; she was the pride to her father. When she was in the field, her mother would not stop or rest; her father would simply relax, he knew the potential she had and that she was the most precious thing in his life.

Her breath was still and her mind a machine that calculates everything, from the wind speed to the weight of the leaves that hit the ground in that moment. Most monumental is the fact that she can feel his presence, his rage and thirst.

It was just a shame that Vampires were now part of society, there were laws protecting them, they could no longer be prosecuted and killed. There was now only a police department that takes care of these supernatural individuals and that normal police wouldn't be able to take care of such cases. For good or for bed, these department was put to be run by hunters, they were experienced and knew how to catch any of them that broke the law.

They now had uniforms, registered weapon and are no longer called hunters; that name, Hunter, became a threat, something indelicate to say out loud when talking about vampires.