*Warning-Story contains sexual content, language and graphic images of violence.
Dracula's daughter Una Bella Morte is alive and well in modern Italy, but her father's legacy has been nearly been eradicated by the remaining coven's abandonment of I...
Bella Morte awoke whole and rejuvenated by Michael's blood, while he felt his senses heightened a thousand fold. They lay together surrounded by a warm glow created by the heat of their merging energy.
She looked up at Michael her eyes shining with light that seemed to have travelled from distant stars.
"It feels like I've been waiting for you a thousand years. Your blood, although tainted by human blood, has my father's purity."
Entranced by Bella's beauty, Michael lovingly stroked her hair and the side of her face. God she was beautiful. Her passion for life and death so fierce!
"I never thought anyone like you existed Bella."
She laughed, her silken voice flowing throughout the cavern. She had an old world accent Michael found intoxicating.
"I am from the old, from the beginning, from before Eve sinned with Adam. I am from the darkness before it became light."
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Michael sank down and kissed her lips again, unable to stand being parted from her. He moaned as their blood stirred again.
Una Bella Morte pushed him off her and rose. She was powerful, commanding and beautiful like a Viking queen. "Come Michael, we must feed, not just off each other."
She ascended the stairs until they were at the windows overlooking the countryside under the bright moon.
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Diving from the window, she landed swiftly, moving into the darkness with Michael following her. He flew by her side until they arrived at her father's castle.
Lucius was not there, he had gone on business to attend to his vineyards in Southern France, but in his absence his servants had performed a ritual orgy awaiting their master's return.
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"Michael, we must kill them. They've betrayed my father worshipping their false Lord." Bella observed the blasphemy from the shadows, clenching her jaw.
Moving into their view, she stood above the shocked disciples shouting, "Listen traitorous scum, you prayed for a dark lord. Well, here I am!"
The women were terrified by Bella Morte. They stood frozen in their spots until she grabbed the first one, yanking her head sideways. She sank her fangs deep into the girl's throat. Screaming, the remaining servants fled for the exit.
