Laura threw the glass with menace at the wall. James will be hers! She sat on the couch and stared at the picture in front of her. That girl is standing on her way and needs to be removed!

From the moment she saw James, she had to have him. They met in 1901 in Paris and it was love at first side for her. He was like a Greek god, with dark smooth hair, blue like the sky eyes and a voice like honey. Every woman desired him, but she got him ,boy,they were burning like a fire. They spent days and nights tearing each other's clothes off and lazily hiding beneath the sheets. It was perfect !Laura dreamt that one day James would get down on one knee and ask her to become Mrs. Morgan. She knew he was married,before,as a human, and they even had a baby. Laura Bianci wasn't jealous from a dead woman. He never told her sweet words of love, and she was furious-Laura followed him everywhere he would go, made scenes …Butchering those people in Pisa was sweet vengeance towards the prince who left her. Because her god couldn't stand people getting hurt-he even drank little,compeled and healed all his donors. So it was a punishment for him to know he made her slaughter them!...She tried to forget him but when she found out from an old friend of hers, a witch that James had a new love, she nearly lost it- spied on her once lover and it led her to that girl! What does he see in her! She was beautiful in innocent like way, like a butterfly that Bianci wanted to tear its wings off. And she was human, a virgin one, for God sake! Laura felt her unstained blood, her pureness. What would her Greek god want from a virgin human , a schoolgirl? There was something else about little Miss Innocence-her aura wasn't like the other mortals' as if it was is now waiting in her penthouse for the witch that told her about little miss Adams. She could have killed her! And she would have succeeded if it wasn't for Eric, James's maker ,who killed hers , since she hated that man but also feared him!And apparently, the little butterfly had another admirer, a human boy, so bad she couldn't' taste him! Laura would have tried again to capture the girl, but her prince, had already protected her ,of course and it was risky .

'"Good evening, Laura!"'-greeted Amelia Sanders as she entered the room.

'"You,too,Amy!''-they hugged. A friendship between vampire and a witch wasn't very common, but they managed to stay close for nearly 20 years, when Laura saved little Amy from a fire one night. Since then they formed a mother-daughter bond. So when the Italian asked Amelia to find how her James was ,she told her that he has found another, a brunet girl.

"So what do you need?'"-Bianci asked her friend.

"Just the girl's picture."-the witch took it and stared, muttering spells. Her eyes widened, the photograph burst in flames and fell on the floor.

'"What is it ,Mia?'"

'"That miss Adams is remarkable indeed. Her soul is very old and seems to be connected to your James.""

''How?"'-Laura stepped on the ashes and looked at her friend.

""Like the of them were…""-Amy was in trance, green eyes wide.-""Bonded. Death separated them by now they are back- your lover was married before,right?"'

""Yes, but…she died, their child also. It can't be! That little Miss Innocence can't be his Lydia!''-Bianci bit her lip.-"'That's not possible!""

""Honey. You are vampire, I am a witch! Everything is possible."'

''May be, but how can I separate them now! He wouldn't never leave her side!''-she has on the verge of crying, but Amelia embraced her and promised to think of something out.

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James stared in my eyes and whispered :

'"Do you really want this, my love ?"-I nodded and he buried his face in the crook in my neck. I shivered but he held me tight and his warm body gave all the comfort I needed. With a gentle notion, he sank his fangs in my neck. The pain was replaced with pleasure and I moaned. Our minds, souls connected and I could feel what he feels-the wind, all these little noises, the strength. A desire to touch him, make him mine… I pulled his hair and James lifted his head and kissed my hungrily, the taste of blood didn't bother me much. Suddenly Michael showed up in the room and looked at us accusingly.

"You are sharing a bed with a monster and you let him feed of you?"'

''Mike, I love him and he is not a monster"- I said walking to him.

"Love?!You loved me once and you threw that away because of…You were my beautiful girl''-he was crying and he pushed me back. I turned around to see James, but in his place stood Laura Bianci, smiling .

''You are dead, little one.'"-and she snapped my neck.

I sat up panting. It was just a dream, you are safe. Jacob is in the next room, James-in the end of the corridor. Laura isn't here, and so is not Mike. I tried to calm down and get some sleep before the big fancy dinner tomorrow.