about three things i was absolutely certain

first. unlike me, Bella was a pure, mortal human

Second. my kind was her deadly enemy, reliant for survival on drinking the warm red blood of her people.

And third. there was a part of me that lusted insatiably for her veins.

this is a dark tale of lust and deflowered innocence, told for the first time from the perspective of a bloodsucking creature of the night

may i present

the autobiography of a flea