"So, what are you going..." I said.
Gemma glided towards me.
Her breasts went up and down.
Her scent was lovely.
And yet she was deadly.
"You see dear, Mary uses magick for power; Elizabeth her own will for power. I kill because I can. That's real power. Because I can...I desire killing. It is sexual" Gemma said.
She kissed me; she bit me; she seduced me.
Flesh ripped from my punctured neck. Blood flowed. And, as Gemma's sharp fangs sucked my blood, I felt aroused.
And, as I fell to the ground, she fed on me.
And, once she fed, Gemma was sated.
Blood filled her mouth.
"MMMmmmm, such lovely blood. More cake?" Gemma asked.
I didn't speak; I couldn't speak.
I lay down in a pool of blood dead...again.
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THE VAMPIRES OF MIST GATE (BOOK FOUR)
HorrorIn 1824, a new Vampire Master is in charge. With The New Order in town, can Simon convince Master Carnavan to reclaim his rule-as the Village is overrun by Vampires,while Mary's betrayal makes her an outcast from her family, and Elizabeth conti...
