My Vampire Guy

The night was quiet, only a few howls of wolves echoed and sometimes the rustling of leaves because of the chilly wind blowing from time to time.

The full moon floated in the sky, gradually finding a rare space between the dark leaves to see a man with a beautiful face, like a statue lying on a branch of an old tree.

The gentle light from the sky touched the noble-style clothes embroidered with extremely eye-catching patterns with gold thread, making Samson even more outstanding in the dark background. What belongs to him has an almost unique beauty: eyes, lips, mouth, even hands, and feet.

“Throw her away, don't regret a few more dollars. We cannot escape with a child.”

A voice interspersed with gasps from below startled Samson, his ruby eyes immediately looking down at the dense dwarf trees.

It's already ten o'clock at night. He didn't expect that there would be someone brave enough to venture into this place known as the "Haunted Forest".

With eyes capable of seeing through the dark, Samson easily recognized them as two men, one tall and one short.

On the man of short stature's shoulder was a little girl, who seemed to have lost consciousness because her arms were hanging loose and swaying with the short man's movements.

The tall man with a large, hairy face continued to persuade his companion when he saw the person opposite him lingered.

“Hurry, before we get discovered we need to go back and get the rest of the money.”

“Then let's kill the girl.”

The short man said as he threw the little girl into the dry leaves and quickly pulled out a sharp knife.

However, just as he raised the knife high, Samson removed the expensive diamond attached to the collar of his shirt and threw it so hard that the knife punctured a hole and fell into the bushes.

The two men immediately raised their frightened eyes to look up, but the four sides were just rustling leaves.

“The ghost… the ghost… the ghost…”

While the short man was still stammering because he saw those ruby eyes flashing in the dark, Samson quickly moved closer to the two men with a light jump like a feather.

He was still standing on a tall tree branch, crossed his arms, and looking down.

The howls of wolves calling for the pack suddenly resounded, breaking the silence. The wind was also getting stronger and stronger, blowing the carpet of dry leaves everywhere, revealing a bright red diamond.

No one told anyone. The two men simultaneously turned their backs and ran with both legs and arms, looking as if they were mimicking the movements of wolves.

The corner of Samson's lips curled up into a small smile and in a moment he jumped down next to the diamond and picked it up and put it back on his collar.

Although his movements were very agile, he exuded an elegant and polite look, not rushed or hasty.

“Girl, you're lucky. Let see.”

Samson said as he approached the little girl and reached out to brush her messy blond hair that was hiding her dusty face and streaks of black smoke.

If he guessed correctly, this girl was only about eight or nine years old, and he didn't know how her parents took care of her and let her be taken away by traffickers.

“I will only take care of you until you wake up. Anyway, your blood is not of good quality.”

He picked the girl up and glided quickly in the night wind and an instant, the two of them appeared in front of the ancient castle.

As soon as he reached out to push the gate, two blue rays of light suddenly swept through and a woman's voice sounded as if she was laughing.

“Your taste has changed, right? Did you go to the place where people live to catch prey?”

As soon as Maris finished speaking, she also stopped in front of Samson. She stared at the little girl in the arms of the owner of the gold-plated castle.

It had been a long time since Maris had seen a child because it had been twenty years since she had decided not to step foot in the place where humans lived.

“Sell this girl to me. I need someone to clean the house and yard so that I have time to take care of my beauty.”

“How much are you going to pay me?” Samson narrowed his eyes and asked.

“How many bags of blood are enough? Because you need nothing more than blood.” Maris shrugged and said.

“Come inside and help me change her clothes.”

Maris shrugged again and followed the handsome vampire into the castle.

This was the second time she had seen Samson bring a human to the castle.

A hundred years ago, he also saved a girl with blonde hair, but in the end, his care and affection for the girl were in vain.

When she discovered his identity as a vampire, she tried to escape and was torn apart by wolves.

Although the tragedy had tormented Samson for many years, Maris felt it was a good thing because if the girl escaped the forest, there would be no certainty of his safety.

The group of vampire hunters is still hiding everywhere.

The existence of two castles deep in the murky forest and separated from human view by a thick fog has been a secret for a thousand years.