*Daemoni's POV*
When I woke up, I was hungry but more than that, I was afraid.
I've been having the same dream for quite a while now and I've begun to think it is no longer a dream, but a glimpse of the future. To anyone else having the same dream for a little over a year would simply be queer, but to me, it was disturbing. Disturbing because I only get glimpses of the future when misfortune will follow what at first seems a beautiful opportunity, and the longer the same vision occurs, the worse the upcoming consequence will be. My mind began to race with possibilities of what this misfortune could be, and it came to a stop at one thought that made me shudder. Death, a death where there was no coming back from, a death that couldn't be escaped. I knew then that this would be my fate, but I still didn't know how. That I'll figure out later, after I find out who this Mystica girl is. Before that can be accomplished though, I need to hunt. Its been a long time since I've been out and hunted for my own food, well, a long time fpr a vampire anyway.
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Deadly Love
RomanceDaemoni is a royal. Mystica doesn't know where she comes from. They are from two completely different worlds. Daemoni is a vampire; Mystica is a were.
