The music was blasting loud— loud enough to make my sensitive ears ache a little. It was crowded and full of those pathetic, disgusting creatures dancing and jumping around. Vampires.

After 153 years from the day I was turned, I still cannot believe I became one of them. I cannot believe that I've become like this. But when a girl loses her family, her soul gets shattered and is left broken. However, when a woman loses the love of her life and is forced into something so barbaric and cruel, she becomes heartless and lives for nothing but revenge.

Revenge. What a beautiful word. How ironic. To think that 153 years ago, I used to be a kind, polite young girl who respected everyone around her. Now, I am merciless, heartless and cunning. I had to become dangerous and cruel in order to survive with those horrendous insects. I had to learn their revolting ways to become what I am today. I do not regret anything, for I have lost my feelings a long time ago.

I sipped on the alcoholic drink slowly and listened to the wild music. I could smell their arousals, making my nose scrunch in disgust. At least they don't sweat.

Some would think now that I have become one of them, I would act and think like them. No. I still act and think like a human, however, I do not have feelings like a human. Although, I have to admit that I liked looking seventeen for eternity. I will always look alluring and seductive. I have been told by my previous preys that I was a killer. My entire appearance gave me the power to have any man on their knees for me.

I put the glass down and turned around to look at my surroundings. They were dancing, chatting, drinking or trying to satisfy their needs in every way. I looked towards the VIP area, trying to detect my victim for tonight. My victims must be rich or have a decent amount of money with them. One thing, though, I need to make sure they are not a Pureblood.

Purebloods are very dangerous, very strong and very beautiful. They are the ones first born and cannot be killed. They can kill anything, even normal Vampires, with just one finger of theirs. Their blood is extremely dangerous to normal Vampires— it can kill us starting from the inside and finishing on the outside. Well, that's what I was taught.

I've once seen a Pureblood take on five Vampires on her own. Of course, Purebloods are born with a gift each. The female Pureblood I encountered had the gift of ice. I saw how her hand froze the Vampires' necks and twisted them like a thread of hair. It was a disturbing scene, in fact.

I smirked when I caught an attractive Vampire sitting in a corner and sipping on his drink. Blonde hair, green eyes, muscular body and a handsome face. He wasn't attractive enough to be a Pureblood and Purebloods wouldn't want to dirty themselves with a poor club like this.

I stood up and walked confidently to the dance floor, making sure he was able to see me as I began swaying my hips in a seductive manner. I raised my hands in the air gently and let them fall down to my neck slowly. I saw his eyes landing on me, turning to a violet colour and never leaving my figure. Some Vampires around me stared in lust, trying to grab the attention of the Goddess dancing on the floor.

He stood up and walked out of the VIP area. I sent him a seductive wink, and that had his violet eyes glowing. I could smell the strong arousal around me, but I wasn't sure if it was his or just those disgusting beings watching me.

I bit my bottom lip gently and with my index finger, I flirtatiously gestured for him to come towards me. He made his way through the crowd without wasting a second and soon he was standing behind me, swaying with me as he gripped on my curved hips tightly. He sniffed my neck deeply and then he moaned. I know how to pick my perfumes.

"What do you say we go somewhere more private, darling?" he whispered in my right ear, his lips gently brushing the shell. Abnormal hearing has it's awesomeness, I smiled to myself. I turned around and placed my hands on his chest, biting my bottom lip again. His eyes snapped to the action.

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his jaw as lightly as I could. "Do you promise to give me fun?" I asked.

"Yes, of course! I'll make sure you have a hell of a ride!" he said almost immediately. I smirked again but quickly hid my smirk. I nodded my head and let him guide me out of the club with a hand on my bottom. I became used to all the touching and grabbing. It's a part of my hunt, after all. In the end, the results will be worth it all.

"Do you have money or credit cards on you?" I asked as he drove speedily. He couldn't wait, I know that.

He smirked and, without looking at me, answered with a slightly dark tone, "Yes. I'm very rich, if that's what you're looking for."

"That's not what I meant," I smirked, looking outside the window because I knew I had gathered his interest, just like the rest. With a sly grin, I said, "I don't want to be caught with someone of influence."

"Don't worry," he scoffed, "if it's a one-night thing you're looking for, then that's fine with me."

I only smirked more, amused at how familiar and ordered the conversation went. When he stopped the car, we were at a fine looking hotel. I could tell this guy had quite the amount of money. A young man, human, came towards us and I watched as my prey got ready to hand him the keys of the car to park. Before he would hand the keys to the young boy, I grabbed his wrist to stop him.

He glanced at me with a confused, skeptical look. I smiled and stood taller to kiss his jawline. Making sure to whisper lowly, I said, "Let's not do that. I've had a problem with my car because of a situation like this. I suggest taking the keys with us and parking the car somewhere more... reserved."

He looked at me for a moment, not saying anything. I put on a sweet, innocent smile before I licked my lips suggestively. That did the trick because he quickly nodded and asked the boy to lead us to a private parking spot, of course with the help of some money.

I made sure to remember where the car was parked.

He didn't wait any longer as he grabbed my waist and walked with speed to a booked suite— which looked nice with various shades of brown. I snickered mentally. Wasn't there a book and a movie the humans made a few years a ago called Fifty Shades of Grey?

He walked me to the bed and quickly planted his lips on mine. An aggressive, lustful kiss. He was a good kisser, so I should enjoy it while I'm at it.

I moaned when he pushed his tongue in my mouth and reached to grasp his hair. He grunted as I tugged on it and quickly pushed me to the bed. He practically ripped his clothes off and stood in front of me with only his boxers. A six pack, I see there. I did not want to look down there, because if I do I would end up feeling something. Probably embarrassment or shyness.

I forgot what feelings were, what they felt like. I did not want to feel. I never looked down there when I was with any Vampire. I don't need feelings. I also didn't play around or take things slow. I don't touch my preys down there, and they don't touch me down there. I do the job and get out. Simple and swift.

I flipped us over and straddled his waist. He hurriedly sat up and reached for the zipper of my skimpy, black dress, desperate to get it off of me. He pulled it down and I was left with my lacy black undergarments. A husky sound of satisfaction escaped his lips as he eyed my body. I grabbed his hair and pulled at it, tilting his head back and arching his neck towards me. I licked my bottom lip as I felt my fangs elongate.

The submissive position he was in was a delightful sight.

I was sure my eyes changed their colour by now. The irises of my eyes always turned a blood-red when I was about to feed and, depending on the intensity of the feeling, they would glow.

One of the numerous changes I forcefully adjusted to.

I leaned down to kiss his neck gently, trailing down until I found my favourite spot. I licked at it before I let my fangs penetrate the soft flesh.

A sound of content vibrated through me as I felt the familiar, chilly liquid enter my mouth and slide down my throat. It's disgusting, but there is no way I will ever drink from a human. Although I am bad and merciless, heartless and strong... I have a weakness. The one and only weakness I have is humans. They remind me of me when I was a naive girl with a family, a love.

I don't want to acknowledge it but deep, deep, very deep, down in me, the only thing I still care about is humans. I somehow care about them more than my damaged life.

I learnt to let myself feed on Vampires, the very beings who destroyed everything I once had, once cared about.

I focused on the blood, enjoying the sensation it brought along with it. His blood tasted like apples and I liked that. At least his blood was not sour or had a weird taste to it. His blood almost tasted sweet. I rubbed my lower half against his, earning a pleasured sound from him. He moved his hands to my half-covered bottom and rubbed it roughly.

When I thought I took enough blood from him to lessen his energy, I pulled back and licked my fangs, then licked my bloodied lips, savouring the taste before it disappeared. I licked his neck until the blood was no longer there, then I pulled back to look at him. He looked at my lips, then he pulled me down by my neck to connect our lips. He would occasionally lick my lips during the kiss to try and taste his blood on me. I moaned as his tongue brushed against my tongue, sucking on it.

He was trying to be sweet.

I pushed him by his chest and made him lay flat on the bed. I leaned down, planting slow kisses on his abs and steadily going up. It was stupid of me to think that I would hear his heart beating, because I didn't. The only thing I heard was his dead soul whispering, telling him to touch me, to take me. Telling him how beautiful and what a killer I am. Yes, I could hear the lustful and appraising whispers of his soul.

Vampires have no heartbeat as they are basically dead creatures somehow able to walk and function normally. Our souls stay locked inside our bodies, inside our chests and instead of a beating heart, we hear their whispers and thoughts. Their whispers are low and sometimes quite loud which makes them sound almost like a really loud thought in our heads. It's like those low, creepy whispers in horror movies. A ghost whisper. How disgusting.

The only ones with a heartbeat are Purebloods as they were born into it, not changed. Or in my case, forced.

My soul was telling me to hurry up and have fun. It was whispering to pick my pace up and move on. But, a little fun kills no body.

I stopped my kisses and leaned my lips closer to his, brushing lightly— teasingly. "What do you want?" I whispered huskily, making sure to rub against him harder. He exhaled shakily and closed his eyes, then he opened them to look at me. That glowing violet was a mesmerising colour.

"You... I want you." I smirked at the way he panted for me and rubbed harder against him, feeling his arousal. He moaned and tried to touch me, but I pinned his hands to the bed beside his head.

"Beg." I commanded shortly and watched as he breathed deeply. He tried to lift his hips up and grind against me, but I bared my fangs and hissed at him warningly.

"Please— I... please."

I could feel just how badly he wanted me. I smirked again and dropped the torture. I let him have fun with me, touch me almost however he wanted and do almost whatever he wanted with me until he was too satisfied and exhausted, he fell asleep.

He was forced to sleep.

I didn't sleep one bit. I closed my eyes when he was watching and when I heard the whispers of his soul quieten down— which meant he was asleep— I opened my eyes and stood up, making no sound at all.

I wore my skimpy dress back on along with my high heels and fixed my hair, brushing it down with my fingers. I walked over to where his clothes were and searched them quietly. His back pocket had two thick wallets.

I opened one of them and looked at the large amount of money inside. The wallet was the size of my palm and it was charged with money. Lots and lots of it. I opened the other wallet and my eyes widened. This one was full of credit cards from all sorts. There were four black cards as well. Wow, talk about a nice catch, I thought.

I searched inside the other pocket of his pants and found the car keys and the hotel suite card. I smirked widely and gathered his clothes. I hid his wallets in my big purse and looked around. Nothing was left behind. No clothes, no money, no car keys and no hotel room pass.

Dreadful dreams... 55,115.

I walked out of the suite with a bag in my hand, which carried the prey's clothes. I stepped into the elevator and then stepped out once I reached the lobby. I walked to the front counter and looked at the cute, little human standing there. Once he noticed me, he smiled and asked how he could help me.

I looked at him for a while with nothing but silence.

'It's all in the past. What's done is done and cannot be changed.' I mentally rolled my eyes at my soul.

"I'd like you to do me a favour." I spoke sweetly when I felt my pupils contract. It happens whenever a Vampire is using compulsion. He gasped and then locked his eyes with my own without blinking or moving them. I smiled before getting serious.

"There is a strange man in room three-oh-seven. You went to check up on the room because it wasn't empty and found that he had no clothes, no identity, no money, no nothing. You will call the police and tell them that this man attacked you after you tried to get him to leave. You also tell them that you found this in his room. Don't scream and don't make a sound. You will tell the police that he is the one who did this to you." I didn't need to look around me because I knew no one was around as it was a little over midnight. I quickly pulled him from the collar of his shirt and let my fangs pierce his skin. I retracted them from him swiftly since my goal was to leave a bite mark, not drink his blood.

"I'm so sorry." I said as I saw my bite on his neck. I hate to say this, but I felt horrible, sad. I don't want to feel at all. I shook my head and handed him a heavy, black bag.

"Now. As soon as I walk out of the door, you call the police. Tell them what I told you and make sure you show them the bite and what is inside this bag. Also, erase the footage from when I approached you." I said and looked at him. I closed my eyes and opened them again, feeling my pupils go back to normal. I pulled him in and kissed his cheek softly, my lips lingering for a while.

I gave him a sweet smile before I walked to the door and out of the hotel. I remembered where my prey parked his black car and walked to it. I unlocked the door and hopped in before I drove away with pleasing speed.

I looked in the huge garage, half-filled with beautiful cars. I sighed and parked the car inside the huge garage of my modern beach house. I managed to buy it using some of the money and luxurious items I took from my preys. This beach house comes with a few pools and a private beach since this house has been built on beach ground, according to the seller.

Every front window has a view of the beach and the sand a few metres away from the house. This house is far from civilisation... far from people and far from communities and buildings. It's somehow deserted, but it isn't.

The grass is fresh and greener than any green I have ever seen. The water of the beach is so clean and clear, it is drinkable. Believe it or not, the water of this beach contains no salt. The sky is always clear and blue and the sun is never on this side which is something I am thankful for. I am not allergic to the sun, I just hate it because it makes me feel hot and sticky, but thank Hell Vampires do not sweat.

As for the amount of money that I do not need, I donate it towards the needy humans. Those poor things need all the money they can get. I am not stupid, I went there and compelled the organisers of the charities, elderly houses and those sorts to send the money to those who seriously need it. I even donate some of the cars that I take— if I don't like them, that is.

I sighed again and stepped inside my home, throwing the keys and clothes aside as I began to tug at the invisible gloves I've been wearing. I never go out without wearing a pair.

I threw myself on a couch. I stared at the white ceiling, thinking about the Vampire who forced me to become like this, a high-ranked prostitute. My revenge will never end and never stop. I will take it out on every Vampire I meet— even though that won't do much, but it will make the pressure I've been carrying less painful. I will make the one who did this to me regret his move so bad, he would wish he'd never met me.

I've already killed the one who made me like this. At first, he had found me on a street, bloody and hyperventilating as I had killed a human for the first time. I had stopped a heart from beating for the first time, and that was something that crushed me.

When he found me, he actually held me cautiously, as though I was a ticking bomb. At that time, I thought I was— I still am. He explained so much about Vampires and Purebloods, even those with the name Slade— avoid those at all cost, he told me. I found it funny that he thought I didn't recognise him. But I did.

He was the first Vampire I killed.

And ever since then, I've been looking for the one who planned it all.

I switched the T.V on, waiting for the breaking news which are due in any minute now. I went to my big kitchen and pulled out a packet of ready-to-go popcorn. I poured it in a bowl and walked back to the couch in my giant living room. I smirked when I noticed the news were finally on.

"... been arrested for imposing on Merkin Hotel. He was discovered naked with no money or identity in a suite of the hotel. He was charged for invading the hotel, carrying a bag of drugs and for the attack on a worker in the hotel. The shocking news is that this man is Simon Johns, the owner of J&T, an international technology company. Jenny will have more details..." I smirked and munched on my popcorn as I readjusted the volume.

"... here we have the worker who discovered the incident. Tell us what happened please."