Warning! This story will be dealing with blood play, torture and all around craziness. If this isn't your cup of tea than I suggest you stop reading this now but please feel free to read my other stories. Again I repeat for those who are letting curiosity take over IF THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU LIKE PLEASE GO READ ONE OF MY OTHER STORIES. I will not be offended if you don't want to continue on this dark journey.
Prelude...
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I couldn't believe after so many years of thinking that bathing in blood kept me young I find out there are real vampires. I would have searched one out many years ago if I had known. Instead I was put to trial and stuck in that fucking tower for way too long. Thankfully two vampires decided to come visit and they turned me into one of them. Now I can drink blood and bathe in it whenever I feel the need. Life is so much better now. I never have to worry about getting old or getting caught for that matter. The speed and strength are amazing. As is the helpful little power that I have. We'll get into that later.
So, as I was saying I was locked away in my tower after being imprisoned because some foolish little girl went out and decided to tell the world about what I do in MY Castle. If it hadn't been for Stefan and Vladimir I would have died up there. They truly are my saviors. They are both old as dirt but they taught me well in this life. They both were from Dacia and happened to come across my land in Hungary. They told me that they followed a trail of old blood and rotting corpses. I guess I never really hid them that well. Oops. They had heard of a Countess who was torturing young maidens and they wanted to see if it was true. They really are sick fucks. Anyway, when they came to my castle they found me locked away dying myself. They told me what they were and I begged them to change me. I didn't want to die and I most certainly didn't want to get older than I already was at 54. Stefan was the one who turned me. He made me his bride and he helped me continue in my way of life. He still does to this day.
The only difference is that about 5 years ago they brought a young American girl to me. She was very beautiful. Only she wasn't afraid of me. I liked them to be afraid, the blood was so much sweeter. When I asked her why she was not scared she told me she had seen more fucked up shit in her life that if I ended it she wouldn't care. I really liked her after that. I kept her locked up for about a year trying to break her but it never happened. So when the year was up I turned her instead, Now Isabella is my sidekick, you could say. She helps me in all my fun and she enjoys it just as much as I do. The only problem is that after the last few years she grows restless and she want to find her mate. I have grown to care for her as if she were a daughter to me but I can not let her go off on her own. I will have to find a way to go with her and cover our life so we will be safe while we look for her mate. I'm sure the boys will help us though they won't leave our castle here.
I just have to find out how to find her mate. I have heard a lot of stories of a vampire coven called the Volturi, but I don't think I want to go to them. We will have to find another route. Maybe I'll look into different Covens overseas. See what I can learn. Isabella will be more than pleased to get out of here for a while.
Any ideas who our mystery speaker is. You'll find out soon enough but I'd love to hear your guesses... This story is completely finished and only 8 chapters long. I will post this once a week.