It is for a change that I can say that my beloved and I have not been the cause for great worry around the Belmont House. Lilith and her newfound love, Breyden, have had us all quite alarmed for the past day. Now to say that I am not truly pleased with myself for being the cause would be some sort of a small little lie. I have, in fact, achieved what I set out to do and that is to complete the union between a love that should have gone this way more than many years ago. I did not quite expect it to come so soon, but I am still very much satisfied.Though, there is a great question yet to be asked, why was Lilith indeed capable of drinking the blood of Breyden for she should by all intent and purposes be dead now. Now what made the woman think that she can do so in the first place, lies beyond my understanding. The thing left to understand is why? Can our dear sister truly be so innocent at heart that she is left unaffected? But should this not then have turned her back to her

What defines fear? The feeling that grips your stomach, suffocates your lungs, and tears your heart will slow agony from your chest.What is fear for a Vampire? The joke that you tell at night around the fire. It brings you only but a sense of what you truly are. You fight, and you fight to the end.But what is fear when you see it on the faces of the Vampires that you vow to protect? It is a pain that rips your flesh from your body to an agonizingly slow pace.We have been forced to sit down on our knees in front of what seems to be some of the most intimidating men that most of us have seen. What do I see them as? They are fools; they have no idea the error they have just brought onto themselves. But the question now remains what do they intend to do? It shall be their downfall even further as what it has become.Now, a Vampire is taught that you do not say a single word when you find yourself captive, now that is if you do not find yourself being Sebas

Incoming.I watch as if in an instant, Breyden is struck down. His body snaps back as the bullet hits him into the chest. In mere than seconds, his body drops lifeless down to the floor.I abandon any attempt to stand my ground against the enemy and rush to his side.I immediately abort my side and hunch my way over to him, where he has fallen into the line of sight. I pull him back to the side and try to assess the extent of his wounds. But there is so much damn blood that it is truly impossible to see without taking his gear off.But the most frightening thing is that his eyes are closed, and he does not seem to move. I shake him frantically to get any reaction out of him but to no avail. He is lying completely unresponsive. As I stick my hand underneath his shirt to feel where the impact of the bullet has taken him, I get to a large mass of blood by his stomach."Fuck!"I start furiously shaking him, "Breyden, wake the fuck up! Breyden!"

The battle of the Walkers has by far the greatest battle that we as the Belmont house have fought. It not only united us as a family, but it has made us grown stronger. It taught us the valuable lesson of what a bond holds and that love above all shall always prevail.To say that it was not the most testing yet shall be a lie. Not only did it test our faith, but it also tested the limits of our minds and bodies. What else it has brought to the surface is, once, and yet again, another secret that I have been holding back on my beloved.Now I am expecting the full wrath of her disappointment to come down on me, but she has to understand that what lies in Pandora's Box is a power so great that I have been left for so many years to keep the very existence of it a secret.Now the power it holds is not truly known, but what is said is that it shall manifest whatever the desire is of the one that opens it. I have, on many occasions, felt the desire to do so myself, but

Behind me is a very pregnant Anastasia. I am rather alarmed as she clearly seems as she has indeed been pregnant for what could easily seem as four months. Now our encounter has surely not been that long ago. She should, by all reason, only be pregnant, but what should be a few weeks.So it is out of rather a concern that I lead her back to the bedroom."My beloved, how are you feeling?""Well, where should I even start. This morning I was only but plagued with what one calls morning sickness. Then after resting for several hours, I did, much to my very annoyance, realize that my clothes do not seem to fit me anymore. Now, you better start explaining to me why this child is growing so fast."I feel as she starts to dig her nails rather deeply into the skin of my hand as she we enter the room. Now, if I did not know any better, I am guessing that she is not leading me to the bed with the intention of giving me pleasure; she is, in fact, trying