A FAMILY'S DARK SECRET
It was Aamon's twenty-first birthday, and Abaddon was bringing him upstairs to a room he had the key for. They heard hellish screams coming from the room, which was fully locked. Abaddon quickly opened the door and saw his longtime sexual pet being attacked by her daughter as Aamon watched from the doorway with amazement.
"I will miss you, my lovely pet. You have served my family and me well, sweet Angel of Death. My love, your daughter's blood demon has finally woken up and is also extremely thirsty." Abaddon told his kitten while the young creature drank blood from her mother's left arm.
Seeing no fear in the human's eyes surprised Aamon as he heard.
"My sister died on her sixteenth birthday from a disease that she had inherited. This disease kept her out of the sunlight as well, and the only friend she had was this mature bitch, Samantha. Before they buried my sister, I emptied her body of all its blood." Abaddon told Aamon while petting his kitten as her daughter feasted on her sweet blood.
"Out of anger, I tortured Samantha's fifteen-year-old body since I blamed her for my sister's death. One day I found my sister's journal, and it turned out that she had been injecting Samantha with her diseased blood to find a cure. I transferred blood by filling Samantha's virgin body with my sister's." Aamon saw Abaddon kissing the dying bitch's forehead as he heard his father continue speaking.
"Once, I had emptied the bucket which had my baby sister's blood in it into Samantha's heart and took her as my pet. I locked her inside this room that day and kept it fully dark. On Samantha's eighteenth birthday, I came into this room and laid with her, which was your second birthday, Aamon." Abaddon told Aamon as he started to whip away at the young creature as she continued to drink her mother's sweet blood.
"Nine months later, Samantha gave birth to Layla, your half-sister. Layla has never shown any symptoms of the disease until now." Abaddon told Aamon as Samantha slowly drifted between life and death in front of them.
"Aamon, I brought you up here to feast on them. However, it looks like Layla is caring for her mother for us. As soon as Layla finishes killing her mother, I want you to assassinate her, bastard." Abaddon said as he kneed his son in the privates before leaving them and relocked the room, which was dimly lit.
DEATHMATCH BETWEEN BROTHER AND SISTER
Layla yanked Samantha's beating heart entirely out of her chest as she finished drinking the warm blood, quickly turning her head toward Aamon and leaping toward him. Aamon flew out of the way and saw her land on the wall sideways.
" I do hope you enjoyed killing your mother because it will be the last thing you ever do, bitch." Aamon told the gorgeous creature while pulling his dagger out of its sheath as Layla ripped his belt off, which the sheath was attached to.
"You better not miss, bastard." Layla howled at Aamon as she slowly crawled on the wall toward him.
Aamon slashed away at the creature of death as he allowed his proper form to show through. Finally grabbed the blood-thirsty bitch by the neck while driving his dagger straight through her heart and into the wall behind her as they locked lips. After breaking the kiss, Aamon turned and started to walk toward the door when he flew straight into it while hearing.
"Our fucking father could not wait any longer for me to come out of his human daughter, so he put some of Samantha's blood into you, bastard. Please, do not tell me you are already done playing with our father's death game because I am just beginning, gorgeous bastard." Layla told Aamon as they crashed through the locked door.
PURE HELL
Hearing screams and seeing everyone running out of his mansion, Abaddon quickly finishes hanging a pair of bitches by their wrists from the ceiling with wire. One last kiss to each of the condemned bitches before jumping and skipping toward the forest where his family and slaves were waiting for him.
"To the Goddess of vampires, please accept my children into your family as they feast on those two sacrifices in your honor." Abaddon prayed as they all heard screams from within the vampires' mansion.
Layla threw Aamon aside when she saw the two gorgeous and fully alive bitches hanging from the ceiling before them. After flying onto the young sixteen-year-old human bitch, and started to drink when she felt a dagger being shoved into the middle of her back while hearing.
"I had forgotten my sheath upstairs, slave. So I hope you do not mind holding onto my dagger for me while we enjoy our snack before continuing our game of death." Aamon told Layla as he twisted his knife into her back.
"Not at all, but when we finish our snack, I will kill you, lover boy. By the way, who are you calling a slave, lover." Layla told Aamon as she heard him speaking the following at the same time.
"I see that my father has put the Inactive Beast Collar around your neck, Mother," Aamon told the mature bitch as he attacked her.
'Layla, the bitch that you are feasting on is Maria, my baby sister, and the creature hanging next to her is Maricela, my and Maria's birth mother. They are sacrifices from Abaddon and the clan to his baby sister, the Goddess of vampires. This mansion fully belongs to her and her followers.' Aamon told Layla through mind-link as he drank his mother's sweet and warm blood.
'If I remember my teachings by the late Samantha, the legend goes like this. Two or more vampires must sacrifice a human and a she-devil in her name for her honor. If the sacrifices do not survive, the Goddess will not accept them into her family of death.' Layla told Aamon through mind-link as they feasted on the two death bitches until they took their last breaths.
'However, if the sacrifices survive death, she will accept the so-called vampires as her children of death.' Aamon told Layla through mind-link.
Twenty-four hours later, Layla was on top of Aamon with his massive shaft inside her tight cunt. With their lips locked as they lay on top of a ten-foot dining room table, Aamon slowly reached around and grabbed his dagger handle as Layla squeezed her legs into his rib cage.
'Ready for round two of our dangerous game, gorgeous bitch. My sacrifice lasted longer than yours, so I am the chosen one, not you, my love.' Aamon told Layla through mind-link as they stared at each other while he slowly removed his blade from her back.
"Slave, I do not think that matters since they both needed to still breathe after our feast for us to be accepted by the Goddess. So prepare to die now, slave." Layla told Aamon after breaking the kiss while she grabbed his arm with the dagger and forced the blade onto the table above his head as she slowly moved her hips.
Forty days and a twentieth round later, Layla and Aamon were still trying to kill each other. Aamon was now on top of Layla with the dagger in the middle of her chest, right below the heart. Sweat and blood were dripping from both of them as they stared at each other when they heard gasping from the two corpses still hanging above them. The doors and windows flew open as they listened.