A Taste of Love

Note: I do not own any of the characters from Underworld, I do not own the events behind the story

She did not believe in love, it was lost long ago along with any real life she once possessed. All feelings had escaped her as his fangs sunk into her soft neck. Since that faithful day, all she cared for was the war, were the lycans and her duty to destroy them. Everything once dear to her heart vanished along with her heart and she went on living as an immortal, a vampire, a maiden of the night. Her pale skin showed this, it had not seen the sun for many eras and her piercing blue eyes showed nothing but fear, lies and deceit. All hope was lost from those beautiful blue eyes.

Until he appeared. He spotted her in the subway station and she caught his eye, gleaming into hers. And something flickered inside of her, a feeling she had not felt since she lived with her family, so so long ago. The feeling was new to her, it scared her, haunted her and she feared for this feeling.

With every meeting she encountered with him, this strange feeling grew and she did not know how to handle it. The only thing her body told her to do was place her lips to his and let him burn into her. But when the moment came, she feared his lips, she feared the connection. Most of all she feared what she felt inside. The feeling was becoming unbearable, she longed for him in ways she did not understand, ways she had never felt before and as their lips met he felt a spark, a spark that scared her. She backed away from a kiss that was soft and loving, leaving her heart beating a million beats a second. A kiss that felt so right yet so wrong all at once, a kiss too short for either one to fall. She could not fall, she did not believe in love. The more she denied it, the more she longed for another taste of Michael's sweet, soft lips.

Selene was in love.