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Craving Temptation: Love Of A Vampire

"Who are you, Sebastian?" "I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?" As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?" "The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel." Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take.......... For over two hundred years, the Vampire master, Sebastian Belmont, has been an intimidating presence, striking fear into the hearts of all who dare cross him. With an insatiable thirst for danger and supernatural power, he rules his empire with an iron fist, leaving a trail of bitter ex-lovers in his wake. But now, his path is about to cross with a young girl named Anastasia Santi, who, despite her strong will, always finds herself in need of rescue. One fateful night, Sebastian takes things too far, setting himself on a new path towards a destiny that will lead him to confront all things that go bump in the night. But at the end of it all lies the ultimate sacrifice...He must give up his immortality... Will he be willing to give up the one thing he values the most to achieve his legacy?

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The End Of A Legacy

If I were not a Vampire, I would consider myself as sleeping. At the other end of this call, I have a very pissed off lady asking me why I locked her in a catacomb. I am for certain that when I left her there, she was very much dead indeed.

So with the phone still held firmly to my ear, I run out of the house and very speedily bring my car to a roaring start. I need to get to her; I need to see that she is real.

And as I come to a screeching halt, there right in front of me, she stands in all her glory. There is no doubt that at the entrance of the catacomb, my Anastasia is standing and patiently waiting for me.

I rush toward her; there is no doubt, I am not dreaming. She looks at me rather frustrated, "Can you please get me out of here, its smells like a bunch of dead Vampires.