The Taste for Blood:
Henry Fitzroy, vampire, nightwalker, Prince of darkness stepped out of the shadows. He sniffed the air sensing a life he knew on the faint breeze. The smell of her blood was overpowering as he neared the source of the strong scent.
Her blood called to him it smelt strong just like she was. She was strong in mind and body he let the hunger rise. He followed the smell as he wandered through the shadows. Henry couldn't remember the last few hours he had just woken up with this insatiable thirst for one person's blood and theirs alone.
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Vicki's eyes disliked the dark even more than they disliked the bright light. She had learnt to hold her own in the dark and rely on her other senses. She stiffened as she felt the breeze against the back of her spine. She slowly turned she could smell Henry's aftershave. 'Henry?'
He stepped from the shadows his teeth white in the dark, 'Victoria.' She smiled.
'You scared the hell out of me.' He smiled wider, 'Ok well I've been out for three hours in the dark and seriously if one more person asks if I need help I'm going to swing for them.' She began to walk back towards the main street tripping on a banana skin Henry caught her just before she hit the pavement.
'Careful there.' He held her tightly as he felt her pulse begin to accelerate beneath her skin. As he pulled her closer to him her pulse and heart beat were loud in his ears. 'We should get you back to yours. I don't want you to get hurt.'
She mumbled to herself forgetting that he could hear all that she said under her breath. Vicki hated it when Henry held her close. She just wanted him closer the scent of him was intoxicating she turned her neck towards his mouth.
Biting back a snarl she smiled up at him, 'Well take me home then.' There was nothing more he wanted than to rip and slash at her throat. He took a step back as she clung to his arm. 'You know Henry it's a good job that you are a gentlemen and you know normally I'd be telling you to just leave me alone but in not so nice terms.' He laughed.