Blood Lust

Albert Fraiser lived his life cursed with the bloodline of his family. He has grasped this fact for many years, but he's never known the horrors that his way of life could bring until he finds himself creating one of his own. As time progresses, Albert soon starts to feel different about the woman-Melody Lashing-than he had before. But the road ahead is rough...and there's no telling if their relationship can survive the events that lay ahead...


1. Moma always warned me about strangers

Melody's POV


There's not much I remember from that night. The screaming, the struggle-yes, I remember it all now...

It was late, and I was on my way to my apartment when he had come up to be. The stranger was so kind, and careful when he spoke. He had gentle features to him... 

I was tempted to walk away, but something in his dark eyes made me stay. I was replying to his questions without even realizing it. What had come over me...? I was being too open about my personal life... About my family...

Soon after, I noticed how antsy he was becoming. He began to run his fingers through his black hair, his eyes on the ground. I reached my hand out to touch his arm, wanting to gently get his attention. He slapped my hand away briskly, and pushed me away as I neared him. With a gasp of surprise, I fell to the ground. 

Standing, I watched as he ran into the darkened alley just across the street. My mind said to follow, but my gut knotted up at the thought. To trust my conscious....or my intestines....?

Such a hard choice... 

I decided quickly to listen to the little voice in my head. I followed him hastily, not wanting to be too far behind. 

I was determined to figure out what was wrong with him. 

I found him crouched at the end of the alleyway, facing the wall and holding his head between his palms. His fingers gripped his hair as he angrily whispered to himself. Oh lord, I thought, He's crazy... 

My heart beat in my ears as his head turned and his arms fell. He looked at me from the corner of his eye, his dark eyes now a bright red. He seemed to growl at me, which caused me to back away. The man stood swiftly, a threatening sneer on his as he turned and loomed over me. Backing away faster, I held my hands up in surrender.

"S-sir, I meant no harm!" My voice shook as I spoke, and that seemed to make his lips curve in a smile, "Please, calm yourself."

He smirked, "I am calm." His voice came out as a tired breath, "Hungry, is all." 

My feet scuffed the ground as I began to practically speed walk backward. The man just smiled, coming closer. 

"You should have stayed away... I thought I gave you enough hints... But apparently you weren't paying attention." Something gleamed in his smile. That was when I noticed the sharp edges of his incisors; they were growing...!

That was when I realized that this man wasn't human.

I turned to run, but ran straight into his solid figure. The impact made me scream out in surprise, shaking as I looked up at him. I was frozen with fear... He stepped close, causing me to stumble backwards. 

"Why not stay?" He whispered, "Oh, come on, beautiful... Let's have a little snack." 

He grabbed my arm, and I immediately began to struggle and cry out for help. With a roll of his eyes, he brought me really close to his chest. 

"Just cooperate and come with me, and-" 

"No! I don't want to go anywhere with you! Let me go!" I interrupted him loudly, beating on his hand that held me.

He just brought me closer, holding both of my shoulders, "You are in no position to give orders, dear." He hissed angrily in my face.

I turned my head to the side, my brown curls in my face as I tried to wiggle away. His grip tightened on me as he pulled me roughly to his chest. "Just a small taste... This will hardly even hurt." He whispered.

I clenched my fists, pulling away harder, "Let me go!" Was all I could find myself saying. My mind was racing, as well as my heart. He then quietly breathed against my earlobe, "Stop with the demands, child." 

He leaned his head further down, his fingers causing pain to the flesh on my arm. "Make another sound, and I will have to kill you..." Only a small squeak exited my lips.

His lips hovered on the skin of my jaw, and my eyes widened. My body was frozen, the rhythm of my heartbeat climbing back to my ears. There was nothing to do now... My life was in the hands of this man...a complete stranger. He wouldn't think twice to take my life away. His hot breath rolled on my neck as he grazed his lips over my skin. I swallowed thickly, my posture shaking as he gasped. He held me as tight as he could, his tongue coming in contact with my flesh. I tried to move, but it was as if I didn't have any limbs. I couldn't move at all. His tongue ran over my skin several times. 

My struggling stopped once I felt the ridges of his teeth come to my skin. My mouth fell open and my body fell limp in his arms when his full-length incisors cut through my flesh and impelled themselves into the main vein in my neck. My eyes began to close as I felt him drink the life and energy from my body. 

I would then be a thing from the past...

Or a creature claimed by darkness....



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