MakenzieLegend says the first vampire started off as a farmer outside a small village in England. He was bitten by a bat. His DNA mutated with the saliva from the bat bite, making him an original vampire. His first victim was his wife, the first ever he sired. Together they would be later known as the King and Queen of vampires.They traveled the world by night, making an army along the way. Soon there were enough vampires to populate an entire country. They all spread out across the globe, feeding off humans as their only way for survival. Once changed into a vampire, they can never take their human form again. They cannot walk in sunlight, garlic repels them and the only way to kill them is by staking through the heart or beheading.Fast-forward six hundred years to the early 1700's when humans and vampires raged war. Vampires wanted to rule the world and have the humans as slaves. One day, while the vampires took refuge from the sun, a small group of soldiers under Queen Anne ente
AnitaIt's been three days since I saw her, three days since she saved my life. I wear her jacket when I sleep as a way of comfort. I just imagine her holding me, snuggling in her scent. I've been able to sleep these last few nights and I've never felt better. I tried to find her, to return the jacket, but I had no luck.I was at the restaurant, just starting my shift when our monthly trouble walked in. They always feel me up like I'm a piece of meat and then trash the place. I back myself in the corner as tears roll down my cheeks. I close my eyes as the five of them close in on me. I hear grunts and open my eyes to the Dhampir, fighting off the perverts.They all start running away with fear in their eyes, the rest of the diners looking at her with a mixture of fear and fascination. She turns to me still in her vampire form and looks at me with concern. She walks up to me, caressing my face as she shifts back to her human form. She wipes away my tears and I step closer to her.I mee
MackenzieIt's been a few weeks since I met Anita. We haven't gone further than kissing since that night. I'd patrol the streets while she worked her shifts and walk her home at night. Some nights I'd stay because she needed help sleeping after nights of tossing and turning with nightmares of the night she was raped. I feel bad for being the cause and started wearing compression shorts so she doesn't feel my bulge when we cuddle.She noticed them when she walked in on me changing for bed. She stopped me from putting my night clothes on, wanting skin to skin contact while she slept. I'd wrap my arms around her as she snuggles up at my side with her head on my chest. I'd stroke her hair in silence as her breathing slowed down with her falling asleep.I'd wake up to her playing with my hair, looking down at me with loving eyes. "Good morning," she murmurs quietly on her day off."Good morning," I say in a husky whisper from sleep.Her eyebrows furrow in concern and says with worry, "You'
MackenzieThe four of us were back at Anita's place. The three of them were getting to know each other while I was cooking in her kitchen. It was my mother's chicken pot pie. I have not altered it in three hundred years. Everything is made from scratch and the smell brought them into the kitchen as I peeked in her oven to test the crust of the pie.While Anita had her eyes closed her parents pushed her into my arms. I caught her balance and her breaths hitch as she meets my eyes. For a moment it's as if we're the only two here until the timer for the oven goes off. We jump apart and Anita bites her bottom lip. I set the pot pie on a warming plate and cut it into even portions.Everyone takes a seat and takes a cautious bite. Anita moans in delight and I blush. She made that sound just a few hours ago, but for a different reason. I squirm in my seat as I felt slightly aroused by her moaning. Her parents chuckle, looking between us and I look away from Anita. "Mackenzie, this is nothing
MackenzieA few days have passed since Anita reunited with her parents and finding out the truth about why they gave her away. It was their was of protecting her. They didn't know she'd be put through what she had to live through. It's also been as many days since my last vampire and I'm feeling drained again.I've been avoiding Anita because last time I was lucky not to hurt her. I just finished a shower after a long excruciating night of patrolling and no blood for nearly a week. I'm about to climb in bed when an unexpected knock is at my front door. I numbly walk over, struggling to open it.Bright light from the sun blinds me and I hiss as I shield my eyes. The familiar, intoxicating fragrance fills my nose as delegate hands caress my face. She gently pushes me in and enters, closing the door. "Oh my God, Mack," she chokes with worry."You shouldn't be here, the urge for blood is strong," I strain in a whisper as I fight the urge to sink my teeth in her flesh. "If I'm going to be
AnitaIt's been a few weeks since we learned Mackenzie is in fact fertile. We haven't done anything aside from cuddling these last few weeks. My parents stocked her fridge with blood so she had an emergency stash in case there were no vampires for her. She doesn't go more then two days and only drinks enough to keep the bloodlust away.I woke up in her arms with the urge to get sick. I scramble out of her arms and into the bathroom. I just make the toilet and moments later feel her rubbing my back. I wipe my mouth and rest against Mackenzie. She rubs my stomach and I let out a relieved breath. Then it hits me, I never get sick. I reach under the sink and take out one of the tests that Mackenzie had bought a few days ago when I missed my period. We both agreed to wait for other symptoms because work at the restaurant has been stressful the last two weeks. Mackenzie helps me up and I pee on the stick that will literally change everything. I place it on the sink and sit back on the floo
AnitaI woke up to my alarm for work. I'm dreading going in tonight. I just confirmed I'm pregnant, I'm dizzy and nauseated. Another reason I dread going to work tonight is because of my boss. He's been a real asshole lately and threatening to stick Mackenzie on him has done no justice.I groan, reaching over to shut off the annoying blaring beeping from my alarm clock. Yes, I still use an old fashioned alarm clock and not my cell phone. I feel someone else hitting the button from behind me and realized it was Mackenzie. She kisses my temple and I relax against her. "Did you want to work tonight," she asks in a soothing whisper, caressing my stomach.I look at her over my shoulder as tears fill my eyes and she kisses my forehead. She gives me a light smile and says with understanding, "Your parents and I will be there if he tries anything okay?"I let out a relieved breath and she gives me a kiss. She holds up two bands that had this little plastic ball on the inside of each one. I r
Mackenzie"Give me one bloody reason I shouldn't kill you for just mentioning my mother's name," I demand angrily. "I watched her die so don't you dare speak her name!""Mack," a woman's voice says in a soothing tone.I recognize that voice. Can it be? After three hundred years? Has she really been alive this whole time?Keeping my grip on the vampire that stabbed me, I looked over my shoulder. It was as if I was caught in a dream. The woman standing behind me looked like my mother. She hadn't aged a day since that night. She comes over to caress my face and I drop the vampire from against the wall of the building."You're not real," I choke quietly as tears rapidly roll down my cheeks."I'm sorry love, the Vampire King had scouts. I had to make them believe I was dead," she chokes in a whisper. A year before he found us, he turned your grandfather, my father. He made him a scout. Even as a vampire he couldn't kill his only daughter. He turned me at the last minute, when you killed th
AnitaAfter breakfast, Olivia took me to the living room. A pillow was placed in her lap and I took the hint to lay down. After the first few strokes of her fingers I let out a relaxed sigh. It was the most I felt relaxed since learning about Victoria's special spell. I close my eyes, focusing on the soothing strokes of Olivia's fingers in my hair. I feel someone sit with my feet in their lap as they gingerly start massaging my aching feet. I groan with relief and open my eyes slightly to see it was Mackenzie. She gives me a light smile and I close my eyes again."How's she doing," I hear my father ask quietly with concern."She's calm Charlie, the most she's been since we learned about her changing," Mackenzie says in a soothing tone."Can I stay here until she wakes up," I hear my father ask with a hint of sadness in her tone.Before anyone could answer, a sudden wave of nausea made me bolt for the bathroom. The light smoothie I had filled the toilet, leaving me with a strong cravi
MackenzieAs we sit, enjoying our cheesecake, the waitress from the other day walks over and gets Anita's attention. "I saw you walk in and thought I'd see how you're feeling after a few days ago," she says with concern."Sure you're not making sure Mackenzie didn't kill me Melissa," Anita asks in a dry tone and Melissa raises her eyebrows in surprise. "I'm the second known human to get pregnant by the supernatural. Pregnancy symptoms are a little extreme, but Mackenzie has been there through it all."I'm getting a break from the constant nausea for the first time in days, can we please go back to enjoying our cheesecake," she asks as her eyes fill with sudden tears."Of course, sorry I bothered you," she says as she walks away.Overwhelmed with emotions, Anita pushes her desert away from her. She gets up without a word, heading for the bathroom. I follow after her and find her breaking down on a closed toilet. Her elbows on her knees as her face was buried in her hands. Her shoulders
AnitaIt's been a few days since we seen Victoria and Jeffery. I was home alone while Mackenzie and her mother walked through town, catching up with each other. She didn't want to leave me alone but I told her I was just going to relax on the couch. My morning sickness has been horrible and thankfully Mr. Jones is understanding about it and gave me time off.My parents had gone to take care of things with their business after someone they recently hired screwed up important meetings with very important clients. They both own a catering business and have a few big weddings to set up for. One of being the Mayor's daughter.With my head spinning and my eyes closed, the doorbell rings. I groan because Mackenzie and my parents have keys to get in. I don't know who could be possibly ringing my doorbell at 10am but I slowly get up and make my way to the door with a slight stumble in my step.My hands shake as I open the door revealing Victoria. She has a slight smile on her face that quickly
MackenzieAfter another night of love making, Anita and I went back to her place. My mother had called her asking for us to come back so we could talk. I wasn't looking forward to it, but I always respected my mother and what she said. So I will face whatever is to come next.I was nervous about what they wanted to talk about. Anita picked up on that and squeezed my hand. She smiles and I let out a calming breath. "It's okay Mackenzie, I'm sure they just want to know where we stand. Your mother looked upset after you left. Your grandmother wasn't trying to upset you. She wanted to see if I was worthy enough for you," she says quietly as we reach her front door."That wasn't her decision to make," I say with a hint of anger.She gives me a kiss and opens the front door. To my surprise they were already sitting in the living room with Anita's parents. Their attention drew towards us and my grandmother walked up to me. "Mackenzie, I hope you can forgive me. I intended to do the spell, bu
Mackenzie I was staring down at the woman who is not only my grandmother, but the witch who could make it possible Anita spends eternity with me. It's been five minutes since I asked if she'd help and I haven't gotten an answer. I shake my head in disappointment and walk to the kitchen. I started making up my mother's soup for Anita knowing it helped with her nausea last night. I've been making this soup for three hundred years that I could do it blind.I was so caught up in making the soup that I didn't realize my mother was working alongside me. "I see you still make my soup," she says with a smile."It was all I had to keep you with me all these years," I choke quietly. "I continued all of your recipes as you made them three hundred years ago. Your soup helped Anita's nausea last night." "My lullaby works on her too, she's asleep," she says in a soothing whisper, wiping my eyes. "Go lay with her darling, I'll finish the soup.""Victoria won't answer me about Anita. I've been alo
Mackenzie"Give me one bloody reason I shouldn't kill you for just mentioning my mother's name," I demand angrily. "I watched her die so don't you dare speak her name!""Mack," a woman's voice says in a soothing tone.I recognize that voice. Can it be? After three hundred years? Has she really been alive this whole time?Keeping my grip on the vampire that stabbed me, I looked over my shoulder. It was as if I was caught in a dream. The woman standing behind me looked like my mother. She hadn't aged a day since that night. She comes over to caress my face and I drop the vampire from against the wall of the building."You're not real," I choke quietly as tears rapidly roll down my cheeks."I'm sorry love, the Vampire King had scouts. I had to make them believe I was dead," she chokes in a whisper. A year before he found us, he turned your grandfather, my father. He made him a scout. Even as a vampire he couldn't kill his only daughter. He turned me at the last minute, when you killed th
AnitaI woke up to my alarm for work. I'm dreading going in tonight. I just confirmed I'm pregnant, I'm dizzy and nauseated. Another reason I dread going to work tonight is because of my boss. He's been a real asshole lately and threatening to stick Mackenzie on him has done no justice.I groan, reaching over to shut off the annoying blaring beeping from my alarm clock. Yes, I still use an old fashioned alarm clock and not my cell phone. I feel someone else hitting the button from behind me and realized it was Mackenzie. She kisses my temple and I relax against her. "Did you want to work tonight," she asks in a soothing whisper, caressing my stomach.I look at her over my shoulder as tears fill my eyes and she kisses my forehead. She gives me a light smile and says with understanding, "Your parents and I will be there if he tries anything okay?"I let out a relieved breath and she gives me a kiss. She holds up two bands that had this little plastic ball on the inside of each one. I r
AnitaIt's been a few weeks since we learned Mackenzie is in fact fertile. We haven't done anything aside from cuddling these last few weeks. My parents stocked her fridge with blood so she had an emergency stash in case there were no vampires for her. She doesn't go more then two days and only drinks enough to keep the bloodlust away.I woke up in her arms with the urge to get sick. I scramble out of her arms and into the bathroom. I just make the toilet and moments later feel her rubbing my back. I wipe my mouth and rest against Mackenzie. She rubs my stomach and I let out a relieved breath. Then it hits me, I never get sick. I reach under the sink and take out one of the tests that Mackenzie had bought a few days ago when I missed my period. We both agreed to wait for other symptoms because work at the restaurant has been stressful the last two weeks. Mackenzie helps me up and I pee on the stick that will literally change everything. I place it on the sink and sit back on the floo
MackenzieA few days have passed since Anita reunited with her parents and finding out the truth about why they gave her away. It was their was of protecting her. They didn't know she'd be put through what she had to live through. It's also been as many days since my last vampire and I'm feeling drained again.I've been avoiding Anita because last time I was lucky not to hurt her. I just finished a shower after a long excruciating night of patrolling and no blood for nearly a week. I'm about to climb in bed when an unexpected knock is at my front door. I numbly walk over, struggling to open it.Bright light from the sun blinds me and I hiss as I shield my eyes. The familiar, intoxicating fragrance fills my nose as delegate hands caress my face. She gently pushes me in and enters, closing the door. "Oh my God, Mack," she chokes with worry."You shouldn't be here, the urge for blood is strong," I strain in a whisper as I fight the urge to sink my teeth in her flesh. "If I'm going to be