Heya. This is what i have so far of one of my newest works of writing, its called The Biography of the great vampire...Seianne Rosokov. Enjoy guys!!!
Early 1700s. Late May.
Seianne Dawson, or more known to the dark world as Sei Rosokove, only daughter of the great vampire, Artaemis Rosokove. He was also know as Commander of the mighty Vampire Army and heir to the Rosokove Estate in Dublin Ireland. Artaemis very rarely embraced his pray into one of his own kind, but her savage soul called to him, her beauty enticed and lured him, and the sweet beating of her heart drew him in until it was too late, he had to have her for his own.
He followed her often, to her home, on her walks with the lover she had at the time, and to her many visits to the cemetery, just waiting for the right time to strike, and on the eve of the 13th of May, he took her to be his own.
Artaemis
I had long dreamt of this night, awaited for the eve when the young maiden Seianne would be mine, she was at the perfect age to empower with the dark gift of immortal vampire life. She was a young lass aged to only 19 of her years. Her slim beautiful body , firm, high, supple breasts, fare skin lured me in from the moment I laid eyes on her and her eyes, her fierce, icy blue eyes spoke to the still broken soul and sang to my ever still heart. I had to have her, not only as a lover, but as a pupil and a daughter as well. Now on this eve, I will make it happen.
Seianne
I remember that night well, he killed the man I was to marry…only to keep me for himself. He could have let me die that night, but he embraced me. I remember how sweet his blood tasted as it burned down my throat…all I wanted was more. Then the pain set in, the searing pain that ripped through my small body like wildcat’s claws ripping through its pray, it only lasted a small amount of time…then everything became clear again. I felt filled with a new life force, I was a new born vampire, enjoying every breath taking moment of my new take on the nightly sky…for I would never see the sun again.
“Look around you my dear…relish in the sight of your new vampire eyes” he has said, his voice was rich and deep…full of lust and power. What did I see?? Words cannot express, its like asking god what heaven is like, human eyes can never know. If I would have known the tortures that this new life had in store for me…I would have begged him to let me die, I sometimes thank him secretly for condemning me to a life of eternal hell and darkness…I didn’t have to deal with the pain of my parents death…all I wanted was to be myself again….but I was damned to live a life with him…the one who sent me plummeting to my own damnation.
It has been 100 years since that night…we live in Ireland now, in a large house that does not seem appealing to me. He claims he loves me, he constantly showers me with affection and material things, from beautiful silk gowns to beautiful pieces of jewelry. But material things are not real love??….are they?. The wars between the angels and the vampires grows more tense by the day…it keeps Artaemis away from me, and this big cold house gets very lonely without him, I dare say I miss him…but lately, I’ve found myself something new to occupy my time…his name is Jonathan….beloved angel…Prince of my most deadly enemy, the angel king Daniel. My sire knows not of my affection for the young prince…I watch him daily in heaven through the looking glass…wishing for something that could never be. Maybe he will attend the new year…maybe he will not…I do not know how I feel…but my broken heart is becoming quite accustomed to seeing the angel prince each night. I hear noises in the court yard…my sire and love must have returned home. I sigh softly, running a brush through my silky silver white tresses. I smile as he enters the room...he had another gift for me…not a big surprise.
“Good evening my beauty” he says, brushing my hair away from my soft shoulder and kissing it softly, one of his arms curling around my waist.
“Good eve master…how did the battle turn out this day?” I shiver softly at his kisses…he always knew my weakness…oh how I wanted him…but at the same time I did not.
“We lost many my love, but we will prevail, Daniel knows we out number him with thousands…but this night we forget it all with booze, women and fine time…for this eve is the eve of blood new year” he smiled that smile that made me shiver with desire, placing a few kisses upon my trembling lips, one of his hands snaking down my body...caressing my soft stomach through the silk of my gown. I purred sadly when he stood up slowly.
“I’m sorry my dearest…but I must make my appearance in the banquet hall…but before I leave I have something special for you” he smiled again, pulling a necklace from the breast pocket of his dress coat, slipping a beautiful necklace around her soft pale neck. It was a small tear shaped ruby that hung on a silver chain just between the teasing amount of cleavage her dress left….looking like a small drop of blood upon her pale breast.
“I will see you downstairs then my love” I smiled and kissed him once more before he left, not knowing weather I would see my angel prince this night or not….
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