To Court Death: Bleeding Kiss (Book #1)

Book one of three.
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"I mean this sincerely with every fiber of my being, I find you to be vile and extremely repugnant. I have the most extreme contempt for you and I loath you completely."

With that said he thrusts forward towards Victoria, heated hostility in his eyes and a wood stake clutched tightly in his fist.

Maybe this vampire had bit off more than she could chew. Does she really think she'll be able to keep her secret forever? As if having a curious mortal man on her hands isn't enough, an experienced bloodthirsty vampire bent on revenge, with bitterness and unrelenting hatred in his heart, is determined to get his hands on her, to destroy her once and for all.


15. Chapter Thirteen

April 2 1817

Quickly I run to my sister's room. Please, please, please dear God let her be okay. 

I open the door quickly to see her sprawled out on the floor of her room, her once blonde hair is red with blood, her eyes are closed and she lies there lifelessly. She is dead, I fall to my knees. My tears pour out like rain, I feel several fall upon my hands. 

I go to reach out to my sister, suddenly I am quickly pulled up by my arms. Fear and hatred for whoever did this well up inside me.

"Oh my dear Victoria, you are the one I seek."

I thrash around trying to tug free of his grip, "Let me go!"

He turns me so I face him, he is something like I have never seen before. Like a man, but not quite a man. Wild brown hair and wide shoulders, tall and thin with chiseled features. His eyes are as black as night and as deep as the ocean. He has untamed beauty yet he frightens me because I can tell his soul is black and filled with evil, I feel my heart palpitate wildly, this can't be.

Protruding from his mouth is two sharp pointed fangs, still covered in fresh blood. His finger are so thin and bony, almost skeleton like with a bit of flesh stretched over them, his nails dig into my skin. My flesh burns and I can feel blood start to run from where his nails dig into me. 

"Please stop, you hurting me."

"Oh my dear, it shall only hurt for a moment." His voice is deep and thick with self-confidence.

I try to pull away, "You did this, you killed my family."

"Well yes. I did so I could have you."

My heads spins, a wave of nausea sweeps over me. "What? What do you mean? I have never even seen you before."

"I have powers, many of my kind do. I have dreamed of you for so long, now I finally found you. You will be my bride."

Repulsion builds up inside me, "No never!"

I squirm trying to free myself from his painful grasp. "What are you?"

"What a silly question child, I am a vampire."

I scream in terror, "Why did you kill them?!"

He smiles, his smile is evil and full of trickery. "Two reasons really. I need to feed and I needed them out of the ways so I could have you."

"You're evil, you're a monster. Let me go, get your filthy hands off my."

He puts one of his fingers to my lips, he touches me gently for how hard he holds my arm with his other hand. "Hush. Do you remember leaving for a walk into the woods?"

How does he know this? I say nothing as I wait for him to continue.

"That was me, I was calling for you and you came. That's another one of my powers. That is why you don't remember because I did not wish for you to remember."

He is right, "Feel along your neck my dear Victoria."

I do as he asks, I feel two small holes. Two little puncture wounds.


He pulls me up against his body, "Yes. But you see my dear, you left before we could finish. You'll never turn that way, we must finish."

"No please! I don't want to be like you," I beg, I feel disgusting begging the man who had killed my family, hot tears run down my cheeks, just when I thought my tears had run empty they start again.

"But you will never age. Your beauty will remain forever." He roughly rubs away some of my tears, "You'll never have to shed one of these foolish things again."

My body starts to tremble, I shake so uncontrollably I feel as if I might fall to pieces. 

He takes one of his sharp nails holding it out almost for me to observe it, quickly he scratches it down his neck. Blood, I can smell it now, all the blood in the house I hadn't smelled, only his. 

"No," I beg one last time. My voice is soft with fear.

He bends down a little ways, because of him being so much taller than me. He pulls my head to his neck, my lips brush against his blood. Pain shoots through my gums, I feel something sharp protrude through my soft gum tissue. I rub my tongue against something pointy, fangs! Something comes over me, I bury my fangs into his neck. I suck his blood hungrily, this is what I had hungered for earlier. The blood tastes sweet and metallic, it was almost like I had never eaten before. What am I doing? I can't stop.

After he lets me feed on his delicious blood for a few moments, he tugs me away from his neck. A feel an intent burning sweep over my entire body, I fall to the ground in indescribable pain, pain like I have never felt nor imagined. I pull my body into a fetal position, I scream. My body is in such intent pain. 

After what had seemed like an eternity, but what could have only been a few minutes, I rise. My heart throbs in my chest, I feel my emotion be put at bay. I sniff the air, blood. I look down at my hand, it is covered in my sister's blood, I had accidentally placed my hand in her blood. Something comes over me, I start to lick the blood, I rub my tongue across my soft hand. 

Suddenly I feel sick, what have done? How could I drink my poor dead sister's blood? And actually enjoy it? My dear sister who I had loved with all my heart. I feel sorrowful and little did I know this would be the last time I feel sorrow.

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