Sanguina

Most humans have no idea what it's like to miss a meal, let alone endure the vampire's thirst. I can't possibly begin to describe it—anyone who says they can is lying—but I can tell you this.

It's the worst thing you can possibly imagine.

This is why I kill. I drink the blood of the living to ward off that thirst, that need, and I make no apologies for it.

The need for blood is a powerful one, but I have other needs too. Remnants of who I was when I was alive. I like music. I like art. I like a nice warm bed to sleep in, preferably one that's filled.

Tonight I'm hunting for more than just blood.

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An erotic short story set in the Rakshasa universe.