(Lance's view)

Man, why did I have to bring back so many women?

I can name every one like a dictionary already. And I've known them all at the most for 15 minutes.

First, there was Amanda. Burgendy hair, hazel eyes. She's such a trophy. Then, there's the beautiful brown haired, hazel-blue eyed Amber. She's such a good fuck, too. Along with being a filler of virgin blood.

Cailin, the dark blonde, dark green eyed mystery. She will stay etched in my memory forever. Then the triplets, Cameron, Charslie, and Christine. They were such a trip! I did them all at the club before I left, and ended up dragging their bodies back to the mansion.

Why did Chris have to leave the fucking body in the bathroom? Dumb mother fucker.

Chloe. Her name just sends chills up my spine. Her blue eyes practically melted me. But then again, can I be melted? Fuck no. I fucked her so hard she couldn't walk afterwards.

Dashelle was my sweet tasting black love for tonight and her honey brown eyes gave her an exotic feel. Hailee was my next one in my dictionary. She wasn't anything particularly special, she just wanted to fuck so I fucked.

Happy happy fucking. Nothing could be better than fucking some girl's brains out. Don't forget that.

Oh actually, that's Justin's specialty. I just love blood! Second is fucking, blood is my whole motivation!

Jaimie was cool with me too. The tongue ring was what made me want to suck her blood. Suck her blood out of her tongue after I ripped the ring out with my teeth. Krysta with the raspberry brown hair. Man, her blood was so good I'm still licking my lips from it.

The last 2; I know a long fucking blood loss list. Lisa struck me as very romantic, so I whooed her in by hypnotism. It always works! And then last but definitely not least, Mackenzie with her black hair and emerald green eyes. Wow, she was so beautiful, just like the deep crimson of her blood.

Need I remind you all, these women aren't in any particular order, they're just listed alphabetically with the rest of my women I have taken blood from.

Taken? It's not that fucking hard to say sucked hard, Lance.

I finally finish off the last one, trying to figure out where to put all of the bodies, which are piled up on my bed, leg over leg over leg of dead women.

Then, they all vanish in front of my eyes. I quickly turn around and see the gleaming eyes of my match, Makeda, and she lowered her arm.

"Why, thank you for disposing the garbage for me," I told her as she gave me a stare with her deep brown eyes and froze me in place.

"You're such a tease, you're not even worth fucking," Makeda came closer to me, running her hand down my body, making me hard. She grabbed my erection quickly and gave it a painful squeeze. I screamed out in pain as she released me from my hold. I fell to my knees in pain, my mouth still gaping open from the pain in my dick.

Shit, she ruined my pants. She stuck her long fucking fingernails through my pants! Damnit, that hurts.

"I wish a girl could make Justin get to his knees like that," Makeda said, towering above me, "At least you're not a slut like him. You're just out for the blood, like a normal vampire. Do you even take time to fuck a girl like she wants?"

"Yeah, only 5 because I had to, I wouldn't otherwise, I only needed their blood," I said, yearning for more blood at that very moment. Just to feel the crimson liquid run down my throat makes me feel so alive.

Wait, I'm not alive.

"And how do you know that? You say that liked you've fucked him personally," I spat out, finally getting up and looking at her curvy black figure. Her beautiful, long, dark black hair, her dark brown eyes, the brown skin that I clawed at every night.

I loved that girl.

But is it really love?

"You're the only man I'll ever fuck," Makeda replied, coming up to me and whispering, "I swear Lance, I love you, but sometimes you just make me want to stick a stake through you."

If she loved me, she wouldn't fuck me. Worthless bitch.

"I have to finish some errands, just please let me be," I told her and she vanished with a sad look in her eyes. I saw Sarah walk past my bedroom door, looking determined to do something and she looked in front of her and let out a blood-curling scream.

If we had blood.

"What the fuck?" I asked as I ran out, actually concerned and I looked out in the hallway and saw the blood dripping from the countless women, some of them naked, that I had polished off for the night.

Makeda!

"I'm getting sick of this shit," Sarah concentrated on the pile of women and made them disappear, hopefully, someplace else that no one would find them, "You've got to clean up after yourself Lance."

She's got guts. That's probably why Justin chose her.

"Fuck you," I replied, looking into her brown eyes and seeing barely any purple in them. That reminded me of that sap Chris. He seemed so good, but he was only happy when he was sick. The girls would go fuck him for free.

I practically have to pay Makeda. Pathetic me.

"I'd rather fuck you than Justin," she stuck her nose up at me, "But unfortunately, I have to associate with the inhumane bastard right now into turning me human again."

Can we actually do that? Free blood!

"How can you do that?" I asked her, suddenly getting interested in taking the little virgin's blood for myself. I just need to feel the rush of the blood going down my throat. That's the only thing that makes me happy nowadays.

"Ug, you're not taking my blood."

Damnit, she can read my thoughts. It's like the little bitch is actually human. I keep thinking I can bite her and get blood. Well, if I do bite her, I'm getting jack shit.

"I wasn't thinking that, you little whore," I spit back to her, knowing the Justin loving bitch will get pissed off.

"Go cut your dick off and try to suck it for blood," Sarah spat back to me, knowing her comeback was a good one.

"So, how do you get to become a human again?" I asked impatiently.

"Ya know, for a Taurus, you're awfully damn pushy," Sarah told me before stepping up to me and finally answering my question, "JC told me that to become a human again, I have to go to Justin and he has to make love to me willingly. After that, he has to bite me, and after that, poof!" she did the emphasis with her hands, "I'm human."

Wow that's it? I didn't think it'd be so simple.

"You know the whore will never make love to you willingly, right?" I tell her angrily, knowing what I said was true.

"I'm going to try, like the stubborn ass I am," Sarah replied, walking away from me. I looked at her, my eyes glued on her ass as she walked down the hall to Justin's room.

She didn't stand a chance.

I saw Chris stumble out of his bedroom, looking like he was drunk, with what seemed to be icing all over his face. He turned around to face me, the girl inside his bedroom throwing him a dark t-shirt to throw over his nakedness.

I've never seen Chris so…well. Or happy.

"You okay man? You finally getting some?" I asked him as a smaller girl came out and wrapped her arms around him. She had purple eyes and medium brown hair, only wearing one of Chris' long black t-shirts.

"Lance, this is Monica, Monica, the blood hungry monger, Lance," he told Monica who looked at me, her purple eyes glowing when she saw me.

Chris, you dumb fucker. You better not let Justin lay eyes on her.

"Hey," she replied gently as she slapped Chris' ass and giggled, "Come on Chris, I still got some more whipped cream."

"Okay!" Chris exclaimed, scooting back into the bedroom after Monica and yelling, "I'll see you later Lance."

"Yeah, nice meeting you Lance," Monica got out before Chris tackled her and shut the door with his mind.

Finally, one of us has a steady fuck. That's great. And he actually is feeding on girls again, which is great as well.

Why do I suddenly smell this strong blood scent through the air? Oh well, it must be the leftover stench of the bodies. It shouldn't have stayed. That's peculiar.