Mansion on Harlond Hill

Be warned, though this story features a vampire, I do not support what I like to call ‘emo vampires’. There will be no whining about being cursed and all that. No, a true vampire should enjoy what he is and take full advantage of it.
Now with that said, please read.


When Liliana Crest bought the old, but beautiful mansion atop Harlond Hill within the exquisitely gorgeous Ireland, she was warned by the elderly Natives surroundings the hills upon which the Mansion sat that the house was cursed, no one whom lived there survived, they died mysteriously with their blood drained dry from their pale bodies.
However, Liliana did not buy into superstition and bought the house, she needed a quiet and serene place to continue her writing of fiction stories, she didn’t anticipate though that the old folk whom warned her might be right and within the depths of this old mansion lurked a member of the undead, a beautiful as he was powerful, stalking her as she walked the dark elegant halls, determined to make this prey, not his meal, but his undead bride for all eternity…

I assume the vampire role is free?

Sure is