Belleza: Sweet

"Who was the guy who let me bite his neck?" I asked the photographer, who sat down next to me. That guy's blood was sweet.

"Who, Peter? Dunno. Saw him legging it. Looked happy 'bout summats. Name's Sam, by the way. Photographer."

"I'm Belleza. Pureblood Vampyre."

"Ain't that Spanish for somethin'?"

"Yeah. It means Beauty."


"Yeah, sweet." I sighed, thinking. Was that guy happy I had bit him? Or something else? Maybe they were in awe of my power...?

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