Turning a New Leaf

What if life has a way to work out regrets in your favour? Excerpt: "I am not a virgin," she whispers with regret laced in her voice. She never thought she would regret her past. She never thought she could regret experiencing pleasure. But his touch, his breath, it didn't just give her pleasure. The word pleasure wasn't a strong enough word for the electricity running through her. His electric blue eyes fixed on her in a moment. "I said I am going to be your first and your last. I wasn't talking about the bloody layers of skin. I was talking about your soul," he clarified. That was when his eyes suddenly changed to pitch black and not just his pupils, his entire eyeball. Panic shot up Manila's heart and choked her. She couldn't scream and she couldn't breathe. That was when she saw his fangs as he parted his lips in a sinister smile. "I am going to mark you as mine," he declared. "What are you?" she finally managed to rasp out. He looked at her as if she were asking him the wrong question; as if she was supposed to know. "I am your mate," he declared as his lips and the fangs touched her skin and Manila felt her vagina clench in expectation as this stranger drew her blood.