Vampire Blood

Vampire Blood

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I am 23 years old. My life is just so good. Mom, dad, little brother who is 5 years old. A happy family. I was just happy until.... A monster entered into my life. " Come here " He said. He lay on bed. I stood at the corner of the door shivering and scared. I am sweating and my hands are literally shaking. I hold the table tightly in fear. " COME HERE !!! " He yelled. I shivered a second. Tears started to flow down my cheek. I took little steps. I hold my fist tightly. You can do it, you can. I stood in front of the bed. I seen his red eyes, scary face. He pulled my wrist and in a second I am on bed. I started breathing heavily. He is on me. " Hmm... " He smelled my sweaty neck. I don't have choice left with me. I have to go through this. " You smell good " He said smiling at me. He took my hand which I have the ring. yes, ring. The stupid married ring. The ring is 1 million. am He smiled looking at the ring and placed a kiss on it. I shivered. His hands reached inside my dress. My eyes widen in shock. His hands touched my breast. His warm hands touched my cold body. " No.. please " I begged in tears. " stop those tears " He said seriously looking other side. " Please.. " " STOP !!! " That's all. I seen his red eyes and his teeth came out angrily. His scary face. In a second he bite on my neck angrily and started to drink my blood. " AH... " I yelled in pain. Blood started to flow and started to spread down the bed. " You are mine " He looked at me angrily. My eyes started to shut down slowly. I seen blood all over his mouth and shirt. He looked like a monster, a beast, a scary beast. Yes, You guys guessed right. He is a vampire. A 500 years old vampire. That's it my eyes got shut down.
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He smiled. The devil himself couldn't have crafted a more wicked grin. "What do you say we play a game, little Reaper?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "What kind of game?" His grin widened, showing the tips of his fangs. I watched the prince curiously as he strode over to his bag. With a swift motion, he withdrew a bow and a quiver of arrows, flinging them at my feet without so much as a second glance. I furrowed my eyebrows, casting him a look of uncertainty. That sinister grin stayed plastered upon his lips as he said, "Run." *** I, Skyla Ashforth, am what some might call a "sociopath." It was a title that fit. Why shouldn't I embrace it? I am a vampire slayer, a Reaper of bloodsuckers, and an exceptionally good one, if I do say so myself. Yes, being a sociopath has its perks; I could manipulate and deceive with the best of them. So, when captured by the notorious Red Prince, I embraced the challenge of manipulating my freedom. Pierce Darcee, was a sadistic vampire with a God complex. The fool actually believed he could break me. Little did he know, I was the kind of Reaper who would dance through a battlefield, whistling a merry tune as I twirled my braids. I relished the challenge of manipulating his oversized ego, planning to stab that rotting, blackened heart of his with a venom-laced dagger. I crafted a scheme so delightful, so intricate, that I couldn't help but salivate at the prospect of victory. It was foolproof, or so my mind believed. But then... then there was that pull. That unexpected, unwelcome spark that ignited something within me. Feelings, of all things! Now, that was a complication. Disgusting, messy feelings that could very well lead to my destruction. Or his. It was a dangerous game we played, but then again, the most thrilling ones usually are. *Rated M for Murder, Mayhem, and some profanity. Sorry but no smutty interludes. You've stumbled into a blood bath, not a bodice ripper.*

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