It is another cold and rainy winter night in London. There are not many warm days around this time of year. Not that I can feel much of the warmth anyway, in fact, I do not even feel the cold. What I can feel is the rain beating down onto my skin. I have done this so many nights that this one more makes no world of difference to me.As I make my way down the long-deserted road, I can see the street lights cast ominous shadows. The only shadow it is not casting is that of mine. See I am not your typical kind of human, in fact I am not human at all. I gave up living the living over two hundred years ago.I would like to consider myself as a special kind of species, but most will see me as a monster. My life has not always been this way though, I once was a man. Not that I am not a man now, I just do not feel the same. The day my pounding heart died, so did everything that was me. I could no longer feel hurt, pain, or even love in the sense that humans do.I have n

She is right, Sebastian what are you doing? She feels so soft, I just want to be near her, near her skin. I want to run my lips over her body. I want to feel her heart throbbing through her veins. But most of all I want to taste her, I want to sink my teeth down into her neck. I know I must let go but I can’t, I can’t pull myself away from her skin.I hear her softly whisper my name, “Sebastian.”“Ssshh Anastasia. Just a minute.”She closes her eyes and I can see she is getting as much pleasure as I do from it. What if I just prick her once, once I am sure she will not notice it.She leans her head back against the wall and lets me roam her neck. I cannot keep it in anymore. I crave her, not the hunger to feed but the hunger to please. I want to take her body to a height of pleasure that she will never experience from a mortal man.As my lips run slowly down from the tip of her ear down the bare of

...Anastasia POV...The minute I stepped through the door; I could feel it. The air between us was electrifying. I knew that I just had to have him here and now. I am not one to do things like this but all I want is to feel him near me. He is got this hold on me; he has got me under his complete spell.I can feel his erection pressing into my thigh. I have never felt anything so good. I can feel the raw ache throbbing in him. He is a man with so much passion and so much desire. He can satisfy any women’s need. He can make a woman feel pure ecstasy. He can treat a woman like a goddess. I desire to be that woman.He has got me pressed against the door. I can hear it crack as he keeps on moving into me. His big strong hands are driving into the skin of my ass as he slightly picks me up. I hear a deep moan escape from his throat.He looks me deep in my eyes and bites down on his lip. God, he has to know how crazy that drives me because I swear, he is al

...Anastasia POV...What just happened there? Did I really see what I saw? Sebastian is...l need to stop and breathe for a second here...Sebastian is...is it even possible, did my mind not lose itself in the heat of the moment, but I am sure of what I saw...Sebastian is a vampire.How is that even possible? How do they even exist? I thought vampires were what dark fairy tales had been made up with. But real life, living and breathing, oh wait! Is he really living, is he not supposed to be dead, and has no heart to beat his blood with?Wait! How can he even walk in sunlight, is he not supposed to crumble into ash? Now I know what he meant about drinking that whiskey if and only when he had to. Oh my god, has he been wanting to drink my blood?This is too much for me to handle; how did I manage to get myself in this world of a mess. We are two different kinds of species; how can he even have felt anything between us to start with.Now my stupid ass h

...Anastasia POV...Behind me is the very same thing that had his claws around my throat in that alley. But that was a monster, and this, this is a man. He might be a vampire but yet there is something that draws me to him. I want to be so mad at him for deceiving me the way he did, but then he looks at me with those deep brown eyes, and nothing else really matters.Now, he is behind me, holding my body in a way that no man has held me in a very long time for. The way his soft lips are rubbing against my naked skin is making me crave him in ways I should not even consider at all.But what if…"Sebastian," I call his name as I lay my head back against his chest."Yes, my love?""Will you ever bite me," I ask. "Will, you ever bite me if I did not want you to?""My love, I would never hurt you."But I am curious, so I ask him more, "Is it sore? When you bite a human, is it sore?""It does not hurt at all," he explain