VAMPIRES: Part 4: The Showdown

Lucy and Ella just buried their father. Now they’re in L.A. chasing a nest of vampires. Lucy ended up with a fang in her neck. Ella’s blind but dead set on keeping her stepsister human, and Serena Blair, the local hunter, keeps them pointed at the right throat. Tonight the plan is simple: torch the mansion, wipe the matriarch Anya and drag Lucy back alive. Inside, Anya has woken her firstborn, Angelica, after decades of sleep. She opens her thighs and lets the ancient progeny drink, filling those veins with old blood. Her ears catch the heartbeat of prey at the gate—Lucy and Ella fumbling with a lock while Serena whispers through the radio. The front door smashes open. Angelica towers in the dark until a dart slams into her throat. Lucy slips past the body to hunt for Willow. Angelica rises before the girl even turns around. One smooth rush, then Lucy’s back hits the floorboards. Cloth rips. Angelica pins her down, presses slick cunt to slick cunt and grinds hard, hips bucking with hungry force. Lucy kicks, slaps, fights every inch. Ella and Serena still believe the perimeter is clear. Anya arrives, her robe open. She sinks beside them, spreads her own legs, wants to savor before feeding. The two vampires press Lucy flat—Angelica’s mouth riding her tongue, Anya’s fingers tugging and licking until the girl’s legs shake. They trade places, rubbing, biting lightly, riding until strength drains out of her. Lucy’s cries grow thin. Ella finally gets flame to the curtains. The roar of fire jerks Anya away. With one desperate swing of a crystal figurine, Ella cracks Angelica’s temple and pulls Lucy free of the clutch. The house burns behind them while blood still pounds in Lucy’s ears. They run, but the night is far from quiet.