Dracula
"Yes..." Dracula drawled, staring lustfully at a caramel skinned lady with curly brown hair.
He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, rubbing his fingers together with a wicked grin etched to his face. He leaned on a tree and rested the back of his head on it with his eyes shut as he anticipated the taste of her blood.
Suddenly, he peeked from behind the tree, watching as she trashed some dirt in the waste bin of the diner she worked in. Her thighs were thick and alluring, but he held himself.
The mysterious woman walked back into the building and out, with a coat covering her body.
Just as she walked away from the building and into the road, Dracula glanced from left to right before shoving his hands into his black coat.
"Hi." He crept up on the girl and she jolted then spun to take in his features. "How are you, beautiful?"
She looked at him with disgust oozing out of her skin as she had thought he was one of those useless men that wanted nothing more than to get in between her legs.
"Uhm, just fine. Thanks." She dug her hands into her pocket and walked away from him as fast as she could.
"Slow down..." He slurred like the silver tongued devil he was, trailing up behind her.
Dracula hurriedly held her waist, faster than any normal human should have been.
"Get away from me, you disgusting piece of shit!" She snapped, her green eyes shining under the pale moon.
Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead and Dracula could feel just how her body vibrated from fear.
"Don't rape me." She pleaded once she saw they were both alone on the lonely street.
"Oh, I wouldn't rape you..." A weird smile played at the corners of his lips. "I'd give you something more enjoyable and powerful!"
As a result of struggling, her coat went down a little, exposing some skin of her neck. She managed to get Dracula to leave her waist alone, but he clutched her wrist instead and once he saw her skin, his fangs elongated and he hissed like a serpent.
"Ah!" She screamed, terror stricken as she tried to wiggle out of his hold.
Quickly, before she could scream for her, he bit a spot on her neck and sucked a little blood out of it.
Dracula had finally gotten his first vampire follower and mortal mistress.
"Soon, we'd multiply and find the girl in no time." He licked the stain of blood from her neck and laughed a wicked one.
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Dracula had met one of the dogman's the previous day and asked for their help in the search of the one who had interrupted their ritual and ran with the entity.
It was sunny and the clouds were like white cotton candies in the sky, meaning Dracula would fry to death if he had dared to step foot out.
"Darn you, Azel!" He cursed and watched as the dogman rushed out of his house, stopping every now and then to sniff the ground.
Three hours gone and the dogman returned with his tongue hanging out and his eyes as red as a Ruby gemstone.
"I found something." He spoke, transforming back into a man with black hair and no clothes. "Hop on my back."
"I can fly on my own."
"And get fried?" The dogman asked with a string of sarcasm in his voice. "Manticores would sure love a taste of your meat."
Dracula glared at him before hopping reluctantly on his back. "What guaranty do I have that hopping on your smelly back wouldn't get me fried?"
"We'd follow dark corners, dumb ass." He stated then began to run into the woods.
They arrived in front of a big building and the first thing that caught Dracula's eyes was a boy hugging a girl who he couldn't see what her face looked like.
Instantly, he puckered his forehead and wrinkled his nose.
"That's an alpha smell." He pointed out to dogman who was panting from running with a demon on his back. "I don't want to go near a werewolf in daylight... I don't want more troubles with them. It could lead to a serious fight because of the last wolf we abducted from their brotherhood and we don't want the humans to witness that."
"But I perceived something else. I think it's gone."
"There are wolves around and we can't afford to wage a war with them." He retreated. "Let's leave!"
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Maris
Maris walked with a handful of groceries as she made her way out of the mall. She walked oddly towards her car because of the weird feeling that something malicious was watching her.
She moved faster, glancing over her shoulder every now and then with a thumping heart. She stopped to scan the environment and got a cold feet with the churning of her bowels. It also did not help that it was dark and silent.
The street light flickered and she gulped down a big ball of saliva before pulling out her keys. She tried inserting the keys, but couldn't because her hands were shaking.
Abruptly, a hand gripped her shoulder and she screamed her lungs out, sending the groceries to the floor.
"I didn't mean to scare you, miss Maris, but I'm here to tell you I'm very disappointment in you." Jeremy's mother scolded with both her hands akimbo. "What have you been advising my son to do?"
Maris bent to pick up her groceries and the gaze of Jeremy's mother followed her slim figure down.
"I don't understand, ma'am." Maris tucked strands of hair that were getting in her eyes behind her ear and looked up at the average height woman whose face was turning tomato red.
"How could you tell my son to drop out of school?" She furrowed her forehead and threw her hands in the air.
"What?" Maris got to her feet, confused. "I never told your son to drop out. We never talked about school. He only told me he was bitten by a dog last week."
"What?!" Jeremy's mother widened her eyes.
Maris explained to his mother and everything was ironed out. It turned out to be that he asked if he could drop out when Maris wasn't listening.
"Okay, bye." Maris waved at the woman and lingered her gaze on her big buttocks before the feeling of being watched over took her senses once again.
Her breathing hitched and her heart picked up it's pace as she thought of it being an obsessed stalker who might kill her at the ending.
Suddenly, a person ten times stronger than her grabbed and placed her on his back and sped off into the woods.
Wind slapped her face violently as he ran faster than light itself. Her arms unconsciously wrapped themselves around his neck and fear struck her so bad she felt paralyzed to the extent she couldn't scream.