GEMMA'S CHAMBERS
I was entranced by Gemma's beauty.
Love, for us, was new.
At 15 we knew that such horror wasn't with the evil Vampires. It was Gemma herself. She smiled. She knew that I was shocked about the impalings on Mist Gate.
"Sir, you do love me?" Gemma asked.
"Aye" I answered.
"Because if you leave me. I'll kill you" Gemma said. She said it so coldly, I was taken aback. But I was older, more stronger, and a Vampire...
...I grabbed her throat.
"Do not threaten me" I said.
And she held her tongue, as a silence came over us.
"Do you think not, dear, that you are wrong?" I asked her.
"No" Gemma answered.
"I may not kill because I like it; I kill because I need to kill through every situation that comes my way...Let's begin again" I said.
"Yes, Sir" Gemma said.
She moved towards me.
I saw her breasts.
I was aroused.
"Have some fun, later, Sir?", Gemma asked.
"Yes", I answered.
But Gemma's idea of fun wasn't fun; it was painful. But I liked pain...Not too much pain-but enough pain to keep us close.
And, because of our love, we'd get through it.
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THE VAMPIRES OF MIST GATE (BOOK FIVE)
HorrorIn 1825, a year later, Simon is trying to get over Gemma's revelation as a killer, while Countess Bloodstone vows revenge for her husband's death, while the assassins continue to murder. And Elizabeth and Mary's blood and magick lusts turn to traged...
