Being a vampire it's not a walk in the park. Try controlling the thirst and hunger without ripping someone's throat out. It is very challenging especially when you are surrounded by beating hearts and crimson wine, especially if you are living in an atmosphere where kids are always active, and their body heats up to ninety-eight degrees Celsius. Pure bliss. Ooh, the pleasure it brings to the victim and yourself. I knew better than to let my excessive greed takes over, again. Learn that the hard way. I left that life behind centuries ago. I've been through so many schools throughout the centuries I lost count at fifty.

I had to move around, so he won't find me and if he finds me, I must go back to my old life of feeling stuck all over again. It's a life with his people watching my every move not to mention being The Princess Vampire with royal maids and knights. Let's just say this is not on my list of what I want to be when I grow up. If he finds me then I'm good as dead because he waits for no one and chases no one, but me to finish what he had started.

My parents practically sold me to the evil douche bag. They had talked good nonsense about "he will keep me safe" and "he's a nobleman, and I should be pleased that he chooses me to be his wife-to-be". It would have been difficult being with him. I would be caged in and trapped for eternity. I was in his world, so I had one solution and it was for me to leave and not look back.

I've met the king before, but it was brief, and it was enough for me not to be impressed. When I left his private castle (which was located on an isolated island) so that I can take on the entire world where I am living now.

Phoenix University, New Jersey is an okay place even though I don't need a degree or anything because over the past centuries I've saved up a mass of money and killed to receive what was mine. I also have hidden spots no one knows about where I store them. If anything, to happen to me my money will be lodged into Dane Packs Account and Veet's. The only reason I'm in college is because of my high school boyfriend whom I met in the ninth grade a few years back and I couldn't just let him be my past. Sounds perverted for a girl who is almost time itself.

I'm scared to even have sex or make love to him all the time. All I could think about is the "what ifs". What if I accidentally drain him of his blood or what if I accidentally hurt him during the process. I know he's worried about my resistance and my urge to get away when everything gets too steamy and intense. We have been quite successful over the years of making love and having rough sex. It was a hardship on my part where his veins pulsating at his throat when he's coming and blood warming at the perfect temperature. He might think I'm shy, I'm not, I just can't afford to hurt my prize possession and if he ever finds out what I am, he might look at me differently… might even call a manhunt.

He would look at me like I am a monster which everyone else believes I am. Humans believe if you're different from them you're a threat. Bet your ass we are, but we won't come for mere mortals. Most come in peace and harmony and all that holy bull. Not even close. Most of us think we are superior to thou.

Someday it may come down to having sex again since it's been a few months. Something has been off lately inside of me and I can't help it, nor do I know what's this change is inside of me is. His patients will run out eventually but until then I rather enjoy what we have.

"Hey Beautiful," someone scoops me off the sidewalk as I was walking to the dorms.

I smiled knowing it was Ryan and he was twirling me around.

"Ryan!" I laughed. "You're going to make me sick."

He places me back on the sidewalk and I turn to his face. I looked him up and down to see he's in his sports gear knowing immediately he was on his way to football practice.

"You look very beautiful today," he whispers in my ears as he leans forward and I took a deep breath smelling his rich and pure blood. So untainted.

I know it's not his deodorant or cologne. I smelt his blood. My senses are out of this world lately I'm lacking energy though.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I gave him a peck on his lips.

I guess that wasn't enough for him because he caught my lips and gave me a slow teasing kiss that had me moving in closer for more. When I moaned a little, he broke the kiss and I was panting.

"Think about me until later," he said.

He had me all heated up, then he wants to leave. I didn't realize my hands were gripping his shirt until I felt his warm touch on my fingers as he gingerly loosening up my grip.

"What was that kiss for?" I asked with a smile.

"You'll see, be ready at six tonight I'm picking you up," he gave me a shorter kiss then vanishes.

I was left thinking about what he could have planned for tonight maybe we are going to the movies since we missed last week's movie night and date night. I walk towards my room and dropped my books and bag pack on the ground by the corner of the door. Looking up to see Max and Veet grubbing on each other faces. It was like watching a feasting food show and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Max you're going to be late for practice," I told him.

He yanked away from Veet and asked, "Ryan left already?"

"Yep hurry up," I told him.

"Shit," he said standing up and was about to run out when he turns back to give Veet one last kiss.

Veet and I were alone in the room and I looked at her smiling.

"Well that was not the sight I was expecting to see when I want to come in my room," I said sitting by my small computer desk.

She let out a long breath and pushes back her dark curls away from her face.

She was smiling and replied, "Well he came over to talk and then talking went to an intimate round and I totally forgot about him and his practice stuff."

"Well I understand a few minutes ago Ryan kissed me in a more… loving way and I'm… a bit curious about what he has in store for me tonight."

"Maybe he's going to pop that cherry finally," she laughed.

"I'm not a virgin," I rolled my eyes at her. "Also, we do have sex. Not as often lately but we do."

"Look this is my saying if you never been there before that makes me a virgin until we do it, my motto," she said getting up. "You've been off lately. Is everything peachy? Do you need me to run some tests on you?" her voice took a serious tone.

"No, I think I'm okay just having an itchy feeling about somethings," I told her unsure.

"Well okay let me know when you're not feeling a hundred and I will be on that, " she told me. "Now come on we are going to grab something to eat and watch the guys practice."

"I'm tired. I'll pass," I told her.

"Honey it's like you're blind to the world right now. Haven't you notice the damn cheerleaders and dancers all over Ryan when they are practicing," she paused. "Oh, wait you don't because you've never been to one of his practices before and if you don't own up to him and claim him as yours the groupies are going to go after him hard if you don't show ownership to him, NOW. I get it, you're comfortable and guess what, comfy bitches get their man snatch by another willing bitch."

Another girl hands on my Ryan something must be damn wrong with the bitch. No one gets to touch any part of him unless it's me, and I'm going to the practice to make sure their hands are off. Better yet break a few fingers or an arm. No preference for me.

"Let's go," was all I said to her.

We stopped at the food court to buy something to eat not that I need it, but I did anyway and carried it to the field with me. Eating human food doesn't do anything but l still ate it. Drinking animal blood settles me to superhuman strength. Drinking from my kind is forbidden but something in me snapped once and let out a dark part of me five centuries ago. Not going down that road again if I can help it.

As we ate, I kept an eye on Ryan who kept sending me sexual gesture on the field, the coach caught him slipping, and he had to run a few laps. Thirty minutes later he was on the red team and a glimpse sideways tells me the cheer squad was hitting the field and they came over the bleacher's area where Veet and I sat.

"You see the skanky brunette in the mini skirt and tank top with the fake tits who has all that shit plastered over her face that she calls makeup?" she asked, and I nod. "Well, that's Tara the head cheerleader she's a senior and she's looking for fresh meat, which is Ryan the new quarterback."

"He is so hot. I can't wait to see if he is even hotter in bed," Tara giggled, and I tried to move to her but Veet stopped me.

"Calm down you know it will never happen," Veet said.

"I swear if she touches him, I will break all ten fingers or take both arms and break her," I said to her thoughtfully.

"You can't have him, Tara, he's taken by a freshman girl who he has been dating for four years now," one of the girls said.

"Do I look like I give a shit? I get what I want, and I want him and I'm going to get him," Tara bedroom the girl up.

Oh, let's see about that, I thought to myself.

"Um, who the hell are you two?" Tara turned to us.

"Nobody you want to have a conversation with right now," I glared down at her.

"Whatever," she said turning back around.

"I've heard his girlfriend was pretty like that brunette up there. You think it's her up there?" someone else asked.

"Well she is pretty," another said.

"You want me to put a spell on her for you?" Veet asked. "Or I can just do it. "

"No, I'm going to turn her into my blood bank bitch," I said gruffly.

"I thought you don't drink living blood?" Veet, ask a little worried.

"If the bitch even brushes against him then I will start again," I told Veet.