"The fact is you're mine" Elizabeth said.
She klssed Elizabeth Fitzhume, savoring the illicit desires of the previous year.
Elizabeth was now a Vampire.
"What do you like M'Lady?" she asked.
"You" Elizabeth answered.
"I'm not yours. I am to another" Elizabeth Fitzhume said.
"Pray tell, who are you with?", Elizabeth asked, angrily.
"Margaret Sailsbury" Elizabeth Fitzhume said.
"YOU'RE MINE!" Elizabeth yelled.
In a rash and violent movement, she rammed a stake through her lover's heart. Hard. And rammed a hammer into Elizabeth Fitzhume's chest. Blood splattered everywhere. And, as she watched her lover die, Elizabeth cried until she was out of tears.
Then she buried her in the woods, as a last act of love that was cruelly betrayed.
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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...
