Vampire Kisses fanfic

Jagger Maxwell/ OC: Emily Payne

A/N: Okay, if you've already read the Beautiful Dark Princess that I posted earlier, than you've read this chapter already. I just liked it so much because it was so awesome. (: So this is going to be a rewritten version of the former Beautiful Dark Princess, and still in Jagger's perspective. You guys enjoy and R&R. (: Thanks bunches!! Welcome back to the realm of the vampires! -Michele

~+~+~Chapter 01~+~+~

I stood at the coffin set with a black lace tablecloth, an ancient candelabra, and two gold goblets filled with red liquid that looked a lot like wine. I stared down the aisle Emily would be walking down. Chairs were set up on either side of the black carpet, seated with relatives and friends of the family, including the Sterlings and Raven Madison — my former nemesis' vampire mate. Not one person from Emily's world was here. Our covenant ceremony was kept secret from the mortals.

"Perfect night," my father sighed, standing beside me in an all-black suit that looked to be from the 1800s — which it probably was — and looking up at the black foggy sky, a full moon barely visible through the grey clouds. "I'm so proud of you, son."

My parents had waited an eternity for me to finally have my covenant ceremony, of course, Luna still hadn't had hers either. But I was the oldest in the family, out of the three of us, and they felt as if it were I that should have the first covenant ceremony, especially now that Luna was a vampire as well.

Everyone was waiting anxiously for the mortal to come out. Speaking of Luna, where was she with Emily? I rolled my eyes at the thought of Luna just dolling her up. She's never had someone to put make-up on before, so having Emily in the family was definitely exciting for her, especially when Luna found out that she was just as goth as us.

I caught my mother's glance. Her brilliant blue eyes were calm and patient, as always. She could sense my tension. She smiled and nodded, as if to say, "Calm down, Jagger dear. The girls will be here soon."

I was so anxious. I wanted to be bonded to the mortal girl I truly was in love with. True, I'd wanted to bite Raven and turn her on sacred ground, but I was so impatient and I'd wanted to get back at Alexander for leaving my sister standing at her covenant ceremony (the one that was supposed to turn her into a vampire. Instead, she'd been bitten by some one-night-stander on unsacred ground, so Luna wasn't bound to him for all eternity). Luckily, I hadn't bitten her because some months later, I stumbled upon a beautiful little Scene girl with spunk and humor. I'd fallen in love with her right away, hanging outside her window from a tree branch.

Crows cawed from above scraggily naked trees as the night droned on in the graveyard, still no sign of either Luna or Emily. I glanced at my mother again, and even she was looking a bit worried, fanning herself with a Victorian black lace fan. Valentine was sitting next to her, perching over his chair and looking towards the front at the graveyard gates. Anger was fuming through me now.

Luna! I hissed in my mind. You better get her here right now or I'll —

And then, the gates opened and everyone gasped to see Luna, dressed in a pixie hot pink dress with torn fishnets and elevator Mary Janes, and my mate-to-be coming through. If I had a heart rate, it would have stopped right when my eyes met her.

Emily Payne, beautiful as ever, but even more extravagant tonight, was dressed in a floor-length black dress with large tears all over and a black corsage rose on her wrist, carrying a bouquet of more black roses. Her make-up was done so thickly and bold, you could see it clearly from a mile away, and her blonde and black Scene hair curled with some curls pulled back and held by a gothic clip. Overall, Emily looked like she'd just risen from the grave, and she was so beautiful. Luna must have had a thrilling time working on her, resulting in her tardiness.

I noticed Emily's chocolate brown eyes bulge at the sight of all of the vampires and I could feel her heart race when her eyes landed on me. But I smiled, which caused her dark, blood red lips to smile back, fingering the pewter skeleton earring in her left ear — the pewter skeleton earring I passed to her when she graduated high school. Now, at eighteen, she was going to be turned and become a beautiful dark princess of the night.

She exchanged glances with Luna, who's eyes were wide with excitement. Luna wasn't at all angry for not getting the first covenant ceremony. Jealous, definitely, but not angry. I think it had to do with me biting Emily, who she thought was the coolest girl in the entire world. She and Emily were going to bond like crazy once she came over to our dark side.

"Oh, there she is," Father mused, eyeing Emily with a grin. "Isn't she just lovely."

My parents adored Emily just as much as Luna did. She was cute, petite, respectful … but they mostly adored her because I found her so amazing. Emily won over a lot of hearts from my family, and very quickly.

The flames of the candelabra flickered as I watched Emily being escorted down the carpet, walking closer and closer to me with every step. Goosebumps traveled up her tattooed arms. There was a bit of a breeze, and Emily's dress was a strapless. Oh but her beauty was so worth it. However, I was tempted to slip off my black blazer and hand it to her, but I restrained myself, instead straightening my blood red tie.

Luna couldn't be walking Emily anymore slower. I was getting antsy in my skinniest black jeans and combat boots and my fangs were beginning to ache, longing to scathe some skin. Everyone had stood to watch my mate-to-be walking down the aisle, almost like a wedding, only a lot more black. Emily's eyes scanned nervously at the eyeballs that were staring at her and strained a smile, especially when she met eyes with my mother, still fanning herself with her Victorian fan in her dark violet Victorian dress. Evidently, my parents refused to remove themselves from the 1800s they'd once lived in. Luckily that hadn't rubbed off on Luna, Valentine, and me.

Finally, Emily and Luna were in my reach and Emily stood before me on the other side of the coffin, Luna at her side, watching eagerly. My father walked out in front and asked for everybody to be seated.

"Tonight, my son, Jagger Maxwell, will be finally mated with the mortal, Emily Payne," he announced, his arms wide and fangs glistening white in his wide mouth.

Jeez Dad. The mortal? I didn't want her to feel bad about this.

This was a big step for her, and I knew it was such a drastic change, one I just could never understand, since I was the vampire would be the one doing the biting. I appreciated it with all of my heart that she'd agreed to let me change her. This required her to move from her home with her dad and restrain visits with him throughout the day, not to mention her friends as well. Luckily, he had understood about her wanting to move out, go to college, that sort of thing. And though it was a long wait, since I'd been wanting to bite her since Emily's junior year of high school, we couldn't have saved this for a better and convenient time.

She stared into my eyes, clutching the bouquet tightly with nerves. I smiled at her, silently reassuring her that everything was going to be fine. I'd gone over it with her before. We'd both drink from our goblets and then she'd tilt her head back to let me stick my fangs into her neck. It only stings for a second, like a shot, and then it's over, I'd assured her.

"Yeah, but why does everyone have to watch us?" she'd asked. I chuckled and sighed, holding her close to me.

"Because it's such a big honor, a big deal for me — for us. You know, like a wedding," I said. She was quiet after that, and I have to admit that I actually worried she'd back out.

However, she hadn't, and she was standing right before me, looking the most beautiful she'd ever looked before, and that was saying a lot because you really had to do something to make this girl look more beautiful than her natural beauty.

"The two will now drink from their goblets," my father instructed, turning back to us and moving out of the way behind me so that everyone could see. Emily gulped and I grinned at her.

"Ready?" I whispered, picking up my goblet. She nodded and did the same. Simultaneously, we drank the red liquid in our goblets and set them back onto the coffin.

"Now, the vampire will bite his maiden, forever casting her into the wonders of the dark — the life of a vampire!"

More crows cawed and a hoard of bats fluttered above us, no doubt watching the ceremony.

Luna had taken a hold of Emily's bouquet as I gentle positioned her with my hands. One hand held her body close to me while the other was placed behind her head. She'd tilted her head to the side and then back, creating a perfect entrance for my fangs along her delicate skin.

I was one bite away from Emily being my vampiress forever. Forever. That was a long time.

Her heart was beating quickly, racing with an incredible pace, as my mouth neared her neck. My fangs were out and ready, my mouth wide and open. I didn't have to look to see that everyone was on the edge of their seats.

I was breathing on her neck now and Emily's hands had gripped my arms.

"Do it," she whispered breathlessly. "Do it now, Jagger."

And I did, a yelp and then a moan following from her. Her hands had fallen from my arms and her head fell heavily into my hand.

I unstuck my fangs, looking at the work I had done on her. Two miniscule dots scarred her neck where I had stuck her. Luna had handed me a thin cloth to wipe up the blood pooling from the marks. How I longed just to suck it right up, but it was forbidden to do so in covenant ceremonies. It took about ten minutes for the bite to take into effect.

Everybody was clapping now, on their feet with proud smiles, especially my parents. Finally, I'd gotten my covenant ceremony, and after a couple more minutes, my vampiress had lifted her head and smiled at me, spitting out her old fangs while the new ones came in.