HUNTING A VAMPIRE
A Vampire Syndicate Novel, Book One
Stefan watched Alexandra drive away, his first inclination to follow her, but immediately thought better of it. she'd be back. They always came back. He had a compelling effect on women, vamps and humans alike. Women bent to his will either by body or mind. Yes, Alexandra Carlton would be back. The fiery redhead with a sexy body would be his to possess. For the first time in a long, long time, he felt alive.
Over the past seven hundred years, his life, if one could call a vampire existence a life, became darker, more morose. The years of killing, constantly surrounded by death and blood, the lack of real feelings, made for a life almost unbearable. He had the physical and emotional scars to prove it. There were times he thought of ending his existence, walking into the sunlight or purposefully providing Gregori into fighting him to rip his heart out.
Nothing existed inside him except emptiness, no joy, no love, and no emotion. He was an indifferent, bitter creature who used humans for what they were, sustenance, nothing more. Even the sex ceased to interest and there'd been plenty in recent years. With insatiable human females interested in the romance of "making it" and "getting high on blood" with vamps on the rise, he had a never ending line-up to choose from.
Over the years his heart became granite--hard, cold, and lifeless. And yet, he could make the women do what he pleased and feel nothing in return for the pleasure given them. They thought he was the man to give them what they wanted--sex and the thrill of having a strong and handsome bloodsucker relieve them of blood. He was none of the above, simply an illusion.
A chimera, a hulk of flesh surrounded by more death than life.
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