• There was a smell of blood in the air that night. I was 15 and I still am...just a bit more beutiful. The man was nice to me. But I had no idea of what he was at the time.He was called Rimarin ... a famous vampire name. But the thing was I had no idea vampires were real.I had no idea that name was a vampire name. I do now. I soon found out that night, because he bit me .It was slow and painful real painful.Like I got stabbed 20 times with a machete.I hated him and I vowed to kill him. I never did.I have been dead yet alive since.My brain was in shock as a new part soon overcame my human brain.I am dead now,and I am happy.My name is Miana,a new vampire to our vampire nation.

    I hate the fact that you know you are a killer. You know how you regret it when you shoot a deer or accidentally run over a squirrel?Yeah that is how I feel. My freaking heart doesn't beat any more and my feelings are gone. How can I live well I guess I don't any more... so if you are woundering where I am .....don't.There's a certain thing we call hate,well I harvest a lot.To one person in particular..Remarin.Let's see how long he lives when I have a special scent that lets me track him down,it's called my blood.

    Sometimes I feel like no one cares,but I should care to get cared about.There's no way someone cares about a monster,or so I thought.That's when I met Joshem.Sweet boy.Tastes even better.Well,can you catch my drift and where I'm going with this?