My vampire

Author: Pedro

Chapter 1

Word Count: 504 | Released on: 07/02/2022

only for a fraction of a second, to relive some of what has been lost, to heal your mind as well as your body. This unearthly desire proves too great to resist, and you draw f

spans what feels like hours of pure bliss. And then there is pain. You're able to ignore it at first,

ing maw with protruding fangs. You leap forward, ripping your doppelganger away from his prey before plunging your teeth into his neck. "Not...ever...again!" you grunt against his flesh, crimson bubbles flowering at the edges of your mouth as you scream defiance even while y

as you drained the life from his body. Unlike her partner, the young woman has yet to succumb to oblivion-irregular breathing causes her chest to rise and fall and her eyes drift listlessly until they alight on you, your lips and chin sla

sps, her knuckles going white as s

your lover's face. Her expression of betrayal was not at all dissimilar to the gaze of this you

," she

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My vampire

Pedro Werewolf

“The undead Prince of Canada's capital city has disappeared, and his second-in-command, Eden Corliss, wants you to find out why. You've been loyal to Corliss since she Embraced you and made you a vampire, but this could be your chance to take her place. Will you defend your sire from the accusations flying, or join forces with her rivals to bring her down? Ottawa's court of immortals is tight-knit and merciless, with tensions between clans that go back centuries. The Prince has been missing for four days, and old alliances are starting to crumble. How will you leverage the political chaos to your advantage? The authorities are already on high alert against a new group of Anarchs in the city, who have been breaching the Masquerade by revealing their true nature. You'll have to gather evidence to demonstrate which suspects deserve punishment, and you can't afford to guess wrong. One careless word could get you stabbed in the back-staked through the heart, and left to burn in the sun. Who will you save when the knives are out?”