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Emiliana's eyes slowly opened as she peered at the ceiling, her eyes blinked as she tried to clear her fuzzy head. The events from before came crawling back into her mind, the red eyed men, the blood, the fight, her transformation and - Jake.

She sat up as the red duvet fell to her laps, someone had dressed her in a big sweatshirt which was the only thing that covered her naked body. Her hair was a mess, she could imagine the war she would have to fight with it later to tame it down; but she felt different, her skin looked smoother, her hands more toned, she felt stronger and she could actually smell the air. She could hear everything, even the heartbeats coming from downstairs, she could even hear their breathing. She could only assume these were some of the perks of being a vampire. And to her utmost surprise, she felt calm about all of it, not even a sense of alarm or shock, even after all that had happened in the past hours. It was as though this was how her life was supposed to be. Infact, a big part of her felt excited about this new part life she had just discovered.

She quickly turned her head to the right as she heard a throat clear, her eyes met those of Jake's and she blinked in surprise. She had been too deep in thought that she didn't notice he had been sitting there all the while. He looked refreshed now and with her perfect eyesight she could see how gorgeous he really was. She blushed at the thought and looked down to avoid his amber eyes that studied her. He wore a blue bottomed up shirt with black jeans and a biker jacket. He ran a hand through his messy black hair before he smiled at her.


"How're you feeling?" He leaned closer in his chair.

She could hear his heart pick up and she blushed knowing she was the reason behind it. She used part of her hair to shield her red face. "I'm... I'm fine. Just feeling a little fuzzy." She placed a hand on her throat. "And i feel a little burn here." She looked at the window. "What's the time?"

"It's 10:30am. You were out for a while."

He stood up and made his way to her and extended his hand to her. "C'mon lets get you downstairs and something for your throat." He smiled.

She took his hand and pulled herself from her bed, as her feet touched the ground, she felt her legs turn to jelly and she fell. She never hit the ground as two firms arms held her in place.

"Sorry" she blushed looking down at her feet.

"It's okay, i got you" He pulled her to his body as goosebumps rapidly spread through her body and she felt a little ache between her legs. He lifted her face to look at her. "Happy birthday Emiliana." He kissed her deeply as his hands ran through her hair slightly pulling earning a moan from her. He pulled back to stare at her red swollen lips. He gave her quick peck before leading her to the door. As she got to the door, she caught a glimpse of herself on her mirror and stopped to get a clear view. She traced her face as she took in her perfect features. The big sweatshirt which stopped mid thigh showed a clear view of her toned, elegant legs. Her face held no blemish and was smooth and paler, her eyes now a bright blue with little shades of gold. Her bosoms which were big before looked bigger and more defined. In all, she looked really gorgeous and beautiful.

Jake stood behind her and put his hands around her and kissed her neck. She bit her lips to hold back a moan. He turned her to face him and cupped her face.

"You were always beautiful, you know that right?"

She smiled and nodded. "I just look so... so different now."

He chuckled. "That's all part of being a..." he sighed. "You'll get used to it." He pecked her cheek and her face went red all over again.
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Jake walked into the living room holding her hand. She wore a baggy shorts with her sweatshirt. Antonio sat on one of the white cushions and Mia stood beside him.

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