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Vampire Academy.

Olena Belikova.

Monster.

Olena was around nineteen when she saw him for the first time. He was twenty two at that time. She didn't know his name or where he'd come from. But he was handsome. He was tall, taller than average Moroi and had brown hair which Olena fell in love with. The man's dark green eyes used to follow her around when she walked through the commune with her friends and their love interests. Until one day.

Olena would never forget that day. She was going out with her best friend, Inna. She was going to have a baby and Olena was super excited and happy for Inna.

She was wearing her favourite dress. The blue-green color looked beautiful on her. Inna was constantly teasing Olena about the Moroi man who had, for the past one week, been staring at her.

Her mother had said nothing but simply shook her head. Olena ignored it. She had decided that it was time that she talked to that man.

While standing on the road, chatting with Inna's boyfriend, Olena's eyes fell on him. He was here. Just a few metre away from her. Her heart was beating furiously. She had just said goodbye to Inna and her boyfriend when a hand grasped her wrist tightly and pulled her in an empty dark alleyway. Soft lips were pressed against her own. The man she had dreamed about was kissing her. Her dream was nothing against what was happening at the moment.

The man had his right hand in Olena's hair and his left arms pulling her even more closer than they already were. He felt so good against her. She wanted nothing more than to surrender to this man. She wanted him to make her his. She needed air but she needed this man more. But he pulled away from her lips and began to plant kisses on her neck. Then she felt it.

Her first ever bite.

The man's fangs sunk in. There was pain for the briefest of moments and then pleasure. Olena wanted this to never end. If she had known that a bite felt this good then she would have done it long ago. But she had wanted some one really special to her to drink from her.

She pushed away these thoughts from her mind. She didn't want this to end. The man (god she was getting tired of referring her drinker as 'the man') continued to drink from her, for how long she didn't know. Olena was moaning and gasping at the same time. The man's- her lover's- hand were roaming all over her.

When he pulled away from her neck he kissed her once more, leaving her breathless again.

He caressed her face and looked at her with his swooning green eyes. It was such a pretty color.

"Hello, my love. I am Randall." He smiled.

All Olena was think of was how happy she was going to be with this man, Randall. But she didn't know that monsters were perfect at hiding who they really were.

Thanks for reading. This was something new, wasn't it?

See you soon.

Sacraa.