The Hunt For Immortal Love

In little less than a week, I have had more excitement that a mortal man's heart can take. Not only have I find my true mate in a human, but then she became a vampire, and a strong one in deed. If what Anastasia says is true, then I have indeed undergone a transformation too. But why did Breyden not sense this when I was willing to give up this immortal life for her. Has it only just happened or has it been this way for a while now.

But before I confront Breyden with this news, I do need to ask a question from my beloved, then in a second breath explain to her what she is going through. Or should I rather say the current state in which her body is. Then the question begs, do I tell her about my own revelation too? This does put us both in a rather difficult situation, the thing is not that I do not trust her, but in fact how safe shall she be if there would be one so brave to come after me.

So I must begin this discussion and truly hope she shall see that this is more dangerous than exciting as what she shall perceive it to be. "My beloved, there is a matter I wish to discuss with you."

"What is wrong Sebastian, or may I call you beloved too?"

"My dear, you may call me anything you wish too. On second thought do not give me that ridiculous petname 'baby' as these humans like to do."

"I kind of like calling you Master if you don't mind."

The mere thought of those words rolling each syllable over her lips, brings me nothing but arousal once again. With nothing but time on our hands, I do foresee us spending a great deal of hours in here. She does have somewhat a wild insatiable side to her, which I think might be my second best quality in her.

Now how do I tell this little monster of mine, that she has just become the top most desirable snack to eat. Some might not even do it all at once, but slowly drag it out to savor the moment. I do not wish to even think of the things that others of our kind and those dreaded muts and even the godforsaken hybrids shall do to her. Every creature that desires absolute power will come straight for her.

"My beloved, if given the opportunity, will you wish to become human again?"

She looks at me somewhat confused, but almost immediately gives me her definite words. "No. I enjoy being a vampire. The freedom. The strength. And of course finally being able to be with you." "But what if I could become human too? Will you then give it up?"

She sits and ponders it for a moment, but I somehow know that her answer would be the same. "No. I still think being a vampire is better than being a human. You possess so much more than a mortal do."

I go to sit up straight, but not once does my eyes leave those of hers. They are like deep pools of ocean that sparkles as the moon catches light into them. She possesses great power for I can clearly feel it radiate from her. I do fear, not fear in a bad way, that my beloved will become more powerful than me.

She needs to be made aware of this and this is something I shall have to tell her now. "My beloved, I do believe you know by now that you are very powerful."Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Maybe not as powerful as you," she winks at me and I do know exactly what she is thinking of.

"I fear you might even be more powerful than me."

"Well, my Master," she taunts me. "Do you wish to try that theory out?"

My laughter roars through the corners of the bedroom, I was waiting for her to suggest the very such thing. "My beloved, I do not wish to hurt you."

"Come on Sebastian, it will be fun. Just once. I promise that I shall not hurt you."

"Hahaha. I love the optimism, but I do think this is a foolish game."

I watch as she slowly rises from the bed, if at first I thought she was joking, I for sure know now that she is not now. So I shall indulge her for only once, after all I need to know how strong she truly is. "Fair well my beloved, but I shall only do it once."

"Oh, this is going to be so fun," she excitedly starts jumping around. "Now please do not go soft on me at all."

"You may go first my dear, let's see how far you can throw me back."

She moves two steps closer, until she is but only arms length away. She chuckles to herself as she goes to take me by my shoulders. She digs her fingers deep into my skin, close near to drawing blood as her nails pierce into me. With one smile I give her signal to try me with her best shot. In mere inches of a second, she has me lifted from my feet, but not I small foot length of a lift, but more as far as she can reach up. Then to much of my surprise, she tosses my body, it travels across the room and lands in a thundering thump against the wooden door that cracks as my body tumbles to the floor.

At first I see satisfaction play around the corners of her mouth, but soon concern creeps in and she comes up running to where I lie. "Sebastian!"

But first rule of defending yourself is never let your guard down. As she steps near enough, I raise my body off the floor. With one little whisper, "Sorry," I take her by the arms. She does not even kick or scream as I lift her into the air, with one fast swift motion, I force her body to travel even faster than she can scream out my name. Her body hits the window and glass shatters around her as she falls down.

I quickly rush over to her, as I fear with even holding back, I might of managed to hurt her. But foolish I am for as soon as I approach, she grabs hold with her palm around my neck and drive me through the room straight into the mirror hanging on the far end of the wall in the bathroom.

Now it is game on, this time there is no holding back. Much for hating to do so, I wrap my own fingers around her delicate neck. In one, two, three winks, she flies through the bathroom straight into the room, her body hitting the bedpost and snapping it in half.

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Just then Edward comes flying through the somewhat broken door. "Sebastian! Is everything alright?"

Just then Anastasia rises from the bed and just but smiles at Edward. "We are just trying to see who the strongest is."

Edward bursts out laughing and just shakes his head. "At this rate you are buying new furniture every week."

Edward makes his leave and I turn to my beloved. "I need to show you how to control your power, but first there is something I need to explain."

She looks at me frowning, not sure which part she wishes to understand. "What are you talking about?"

I lead her to a far side chair in the corner of the room and let her get comfortable on my lap. "My beloved, there is a source from which your power comes from."

"What do you mean source?" She looks at me not understanding a word that I said.

"Well the way things work, when you die your soul has to leave your body, that is way a vampire does not possess a soul. The thing with you my beloved..."

She does not even allow me to finish my words. "Do I still have my soul?"

"Yes. And that is what makes you so powerful."

Then there is a fear that creeps over her face, the same I not so long ago saw. "Does this mean I am going to die? That we are not going to be together forever after all?"

"No my beloved. You are still very much a vampire, but you possess power that other vampires, wolves and hybrids shall desire to have."

"Does this mean..." she stops as I nod even before she answers.

"Should anyone find out, I am afraid they shall try to come after you. So I beg, until you have not completely mastered your power, do not go anywhere without either me or Edward."

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"But," she stares at me all puzzled, "Why are you so strong?"

I guess right now I don't know what else to do but lie for I fear I do not yet know what the answer is myself. "Strength normally comes with age." It hurts that I continue to tell lies, for lying is in deed something that comes naturally to our kind. She seems to freely accept this explanation. "So what do we do now?"

"Absolutely anything you want to my beloved."

But I fear next time I should be more careful with my answer for I am slightly shocked at her suggestion.

"I want to go out on a hunt. But first can we go to that little pub we met, I am sure Eva would like to get out."

I give her a soft peck on her sweet lips as to answer yes. She goes to the closet and start ripping out dress after dress. She finally settles on a gorgeous black number, strapless with just barely covering her cute little ass. And to top it off she puts my favorite pair of red stilettos on. To think this beautiful creature will be mine now and for eternity.

After waiting an hour for Eva to get herself ready, me, Edward and the girls make our way to their favorite pub. We make our way down the dark and deserted streets, I remember walking this very path only a few nights ago. The ominous streetlights still casting shadows but only the shadow of the only human among us. Edward has not marked Eva yet and I am afraid he will have to do it soon. I have become more active then usual and it is surely going to raise some heads. We finally make our way to the overcrowded bar and find a table close to the last time we sat. I can see the way these men are looking at my beloved and it makes my blood boil. I know for a fact she is aroused and these mongrels can feel the sex that is clearly radiating from her

Not long after we have sit down, a man approaches the table. My senses are heightened and I prepare myself to protect the girls. But as he comes to stand in front us, my beloved much to my surprise rises from her seat and proceed to embrace him in a hug. She turns to face me rather quite excited to introduce me to him.

"Sebastian this is our friend Zachariah Hunter."

The man looks at me in quite a peculiar way. "I beg your pardon, I do believe it did not hear your name clearly?"

I rise from my seat and extend him a friendly hand. "Sebastian Belmont."

Without even accepting the kind gesture, he pulls Anastasia to the side. From his whispered voice I can still hear what he says. "What are you doing with him?"