chapter 9

Narration by Ms Felicia Ada

We were suddenly teleported to a large field and I heard a voice calling out my name.

"Felicia! Over here!"

"Margaret?!"

"Yes, it's me."

We ran over to each other and hugged.

"Are we back?"

"I think so," said Margaret, "this seems to be real."

I saw the red glow in her eyes again.

"It wasn't a dream. I'm really a vampire now. And I have the strength to prove it. Let's see if I can lift you."

I lifted her up in the air.

"Oh," said Margaret, "I am so much stronger now."

"You have the blood of Beelzebub's men."

"Yeah," said Margaret, "And now I want to taste you."

"Taste me? Like blood?"

"Yes," said Margaret, "Your blood."

"But I'm a werewolf."

"So," said Margaret, "I've always wanted to try werewolf blood. I promise not to drank you."

"Alright," I said, "go ahead."

Margaret kissed me.

Her teeth were sharp and her breath smelled of death.

I could feel her teeth cutting into my throat.

"Oh," said Margaret, "Your blood tastes so good. So warm."

She drank my blood and then she bit me.

I felt a throbbing sensation although out my body.

It was almost like an orgasm, but it lasted for several minutes.

Margaret took her mouth off of my neck.

"Wow," she said, "that was amazing. Thank you."

I smiled at her.

Narration by Ms Margaret Dracken

After my little snack, I saw that it was daytime.

Strange; I wasn't burning up or disintegrating.

I suppose I wasn't the type of vampire who was allergic to sunlight.

After all the stories I heard about vampires, I felt a certain that I would never feel the warmth of the sun ever again; I was wrong.

As the years went by, Felicia and myself never separated.

We were simply the vampire and werewolf lovers.

We would sleep during the day, have sex in the evening and then go out at night hunt.

I never enjoyed killing anyone, but the taste of warm blood was intoxicating.

Fortunately, I only need blood about every month or so instead of nightly.

Felicia had a taste for fresh meat, but she would only feed when necessary.

We would very often use the money that we took from our victims in order to stay in various inns.

Felicia and I would tell the owners that we were sisters.

This way, no one would suspect us of anything.

In fact, many people would just think we were just another pair of travelers.

One thing that was very strange is that I actually considered sleeping in a coffin because I was not certain what the stake the heart would still kill me.

After all, I have only become a vampire recently.

Until I would get a coffin, I decide to sleep under the bed of  the rooms that we slept in.

Even though I told Felicia that she could sleep in the bed, she always insisted on crawling under the bed with me and snuggling up.

In the several years that we have been together, we had yet to have a night where we did not sleep together.

Like myself, Felicia did not age one day. I guess being aware of wolf also makes you not age.

I eventually managed to steal an old crate that I would convert into a coffin that will be big enough for both of us to sleep in.

It was quite a nice coffin, and it was very comfortable.

I curled it with metal so that it would not be easy to break into and I even gave a locking mechanism from the inside.

As the years went by, we would have to move around a lot due to the fact that some people would notice that we did not age.

This would make us move out of the town every twenty or thirty years.

whenever we would move around, I would always tell people that my coffin was just a box that I would store various things in.

People would usually believe my story.

After all, most people did not believe that vampires or werewolves existed.

Even so, we would always travel at night.

It would have been very strange for two women who are walking with a large box on a cart.

Eventually, Felicia and I managed to purchase a house in the countryside and live there.

Since we did not have a normal job, we would use the money we stole from our victims.

However, the amount of money would never be enough to get the house.

Every morning I would climb into my coffin, and Felicia would climb inside with me.

Even if we didn't have sex, we would always snuggle.

In the evening, we would climb out of the coffin and then get ready to go hunting if either of us were hungry.

When we did have sex, it was wonderful.

Felicia would always tell me how beautiful I was.

We would take turns on the top and the bottom.

She would always moan and scream when she climaxed.

It was so wonderful.

She would always make me feel so loved.

it was very funny that both of us couldn't even make love, considering I always thought that vampires were dead flesh and could not experience any pleasures.

Well, that was something that I had been proven wrong about.

We would have sex anywhere from once to twice a week.

Sometimes, we would not have sex at all.

Even though we did not have children, we were like a married couple.

We would love each other, and we would always take care of each other.

Our lives were wonderful.

More years went by and we continued to live in the countryside.

We would sometimes go out and meet the locals, but mostly we would keep to ourselves.