The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Before The War

Elena brushed her horse's fur with pleasure and looked at the trees that Luther used to wait for her every night.

"Now summer, I'll miss him playing magic!"

Elena complains that the closer she gets to Luther the more she learns of her hidden past, a dark information that erodes her pity into compassion. He even cried because of it.

Hayley neighed, awakening Elena from the grief that plagued her body when Luther gave her the pain she had experienced two hundred years ago. His skin was burning, very painful and blistered in fear and the heat of the flames that were burning around him. In a breath of black smoke, his life was forcibly snatched away by the vengeful flames of the wrong target.

"I will take you on a horse, you must be courteous to the noble prince Luther." Elena was wide-eyed, damaging the well-groomed feathers of her horse with her embrace. "Not funny vampires like we call with His Majesty, Luther can be big-headed!"

From a distance Mark observed his daughter who looked cheerful lately, as if there was no more sadness due to heartbreak with Reyand and many unpleasant thoughts about her daughter. But now it seems fine.

"I'll stop my cooperation with Jonathan!"

Mark left Elena who returned to combing the fur of his horse and put on a saddle.

"You wait here! I have to shower and get ready." Elena stroked her horse's forehead then turned around, she dashed to reach her father who was still visible in the corridor after entering the back door of the painstakingly carved cathedral.

"Dad." Elena grabbed her father's arm. "You've peeked at me?" godanya with a sembringah face.

"Papa just makes sure you're okay!" Mark smiled a smile. How absurd would he be if he agreed so straightforwardly.

Elena grinned. Adjacent to two men of different professions, Mark and Luther provide a safe and exciting situation in his life.

"I'm gonna go riding outside the cathedral, papa want to come?"

"Your mother would be happy to ridicule papa!" Mark smiled as a monk passed by. "You know Elena, ever since your mother fell from a horse, you've been allergic to horses!"

Hayley neighed, expressing protest to Mark who was indifferent to her when Elena went missing.

"Listen, Hayley doesn't care whether you're allergic or not. All Hayley knows is that you love her like I do." said Elena softly with a warm look.

Mark stroked Elena's hair while nodding as his daughter who was playing in a lie hugged him.

***

"You coming?" Luther came out from behind the abandoned pavilion walls three blocks from the cathedral after hearing Hayley's neigh outside the fence.

Elena who remained on top of the saddle nodded as she divided the space in her saddle with Luther.

The vampire youth who was forced to give up his nails in scissors by Elena pulled the bridle under the shrinking moon at the end of the month.

"So, have you eaten?" ask Elena. His hand squeezed the waist of Luther who was carrying his horse at medium speed on the shoulder of the road towards the city park located at ten kilometers from where they left a mixture of scents that attracted the attention of the members of the Dark Larks Clan. The human-bodied devil with the head of the goat bowed, sniffing at something in a panic.

"Vampire? Holy blood? A vampire? Holy blood?" He butchered the wall after sniffing the smell of the pug that Hayley had left behind.

"Something very interesting! How exciting!" His eyes immediately glued in any direction while running and sniffing in the direction of the two lovebirds of different races that have exceeded the tragic limits they have.

Elena leaned to her face close to Luther's face after buying a hotdog in a shop.

"Are you pressed for something?"

"Some one followed us. A demon."

Elena's body was tense. A devil?

While Luther even kissed Elena's ears freely to make the hotdog seller snort.

"You are!" Elena pushed Luther's shoulder as hard as she could. "Not looking for a hiding place, you're like a disgusting striped-nose man!"

Luther grimaced, it took him some time to get used to Elena's sniffling mouth. And now he's used to it. Luther took his hand without the slightest rejection from Elena who thought Luther was a desolate human alumnus.

"You're starting to like it a little bit. I can see it from your eyes."

Elena stuck out her tongue. He did not want to confess, but swore that he had once swallowed Luther's breath as soft as snow. Cold-cold tender. But just then, the members of the Dark Larks Clan sniffed their existence far from Luther's estimation.

The two pairs of underground creature eyes were staring at each other. Luther shifted Elena's body to hide behind him.

"You sure?" Elena reached out her left hand, clutching Luther's jacket anxiously. "Your mother could be angry that you're making a scene in the city" she reminded.

"They found you, Ela." Luther projected his mind on his two younger siblings. Malcolm looked at Marissa and hit her face. "Unemployment botherors!"

While Patricia who was soaking in warm water splashed her lips.

"When am I happy?" patricia protests. He got up from the hotel bathtub he was illegally chauffeuring into, his beautiful body looking plain without a thread.

Patricia breezed outside the bathroom with her feet making a trail on the floor. Along with holding her captive the body of Patricia who was sitting on the edge of the bed. A housekeeping was shocked, his eyes bulging. A hot sensation instantly permeated her body as Patricia smiled sweetly at him without the slightest effort of covering up her exotic body parts.

"Do you know where I am?" Patricia bit her lip.

The housekeeping officer shook his head. "I was just told to clean this room before use!" said rasping.

"Then let's use it first, you can find me a towel and dry me." Patricia closed the door with her spell before the body of the man wearing the work uniform moved itself towards Patricia.

The man was tense until all the hygiene equipment in his hand came off. His hand moved to reach for something chewy on Patricia's chest before squeezing it. He gaped as Patricia slumped down and opened her thighs.

"I want you to do it with your body!" patricia said, her hips were agitated.

The housekeeping attendant ducked down after removing her belt, ill-fated before her lips touched the body of Patricia who was provoking all human wildness, Patricia's canine teeth stuck in her neck. He sucked it while holding the man's body before putting him away and lying on the bed with pale face and slick eyes.

"You're gonna be like me, a vampire."

Patricia rubbed her lips with the back of her hand. Fresh blood was there, and Patricia's body was getting stronger.

"We can have fun later after you've transformed!" Patricia wears a bratelle that she bought with stolen money. "But in the meantime you have to come with me."

Patricia wet her lips. The man's body looked big and seductive. At first glance he touched the tip until the man twitched with a gasp of breath before chanting a transfer spell that left them behind Luther and Elena in no time.

Luther spit. Elena even closed her eyes. Disgusted with a man who was half-naked and near death. While the members of the Dark Larks Clan raised eyebrows.

"You're beating the war drums!"