Excerpt Six

..."please dont hate me dylan." Nadia sighed, turning from him and burrying her face in her hands.
"I could never hate you!" Dylan whispered, wrapping his arms around Nadia's waist. She turned to him, but burried her face in his neck. "You're my angel."
Nadia could feel Dylan's hand stroking her hair, could feel his lips pressing against her forehead. It felt so good. She regreted what would happen next; what she was about to do.
She took a deep breath, taking in his fragrent, mouth-watering scent. Her thirst abruptly became unbearable. She felt the monster that she really was rage inside her. Take him! It roared.
"My precious, precious angel." Dylan continued to murrmer.
Nadia chuckled. "Hardley." She murrmured against his neck. She let her fangs extend within her mouth, their points softley touched Dylan's skin.
He screamed. Nadia sank her fangs into him.
"Pitty." She said when she was finished. She released Dylan's body, letting it slump to the floor.
Nadia crossed the room in one graceful bound. She threw open the windows and dissappeared into the stil black night.