The Demon Princess and the Vampire Princes

It was just another boring night at the same old club. I watched as the drunken humans dirty danced, completely unexpecting that a Demon was amongst them.

I took a few more shots of whatever they had, chugging it down my throat in a cool wave. I shiver slightly as it settles in my stomach, deciding to go ahead and dance with yet another unexpecting victem.

I let him wrap his arms around my waist, as we grinded to the beat. But, when he leaned his head down, I shook my head. One thing I don’t allow is for my victems to kiss me. No matter what.

I led him outside of the club, and he led me to a motel. You’d think these mortal men would have more class for a lady. “So, what’s your name?” He asks, smirking at me.

“Phoenix Seraphina,” I say, just before I attack.