Dear diary,
It's November 9th 1808 and I was running for my life. I never thought my life would end like this. I never believed I would die at the hands of a vampire hunter with a terrible fashion sense. He was wearing a red skirt with blue pants, it had to have been a hate crime. Early that day he had broken into my home a killed my foster parents. Innocent humans that had no right get mixed up in the supernatural. And it was my fault. My foster parents were dead and now I had no one. But that's fine I haven't had anyone for over a millennium. I never had time I was always running, being hunted down like a animal. And whenever I got close to anyone they would stab me in the back, and that isn't a figure of speech. Yes, I'm old. But forever 17. At least I will forever look 17. I never knew my birth parents. All I know is that I was born from a immortal man and a mortal woman. Making me un able to be killed. And now me an immortal being was running from a human hunter.
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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉
Vampire𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉~ Book 1 Dear diary, I am the immortal child. Born of a immortal man and a mortal woman. I am on a mission to discover who I am, and more importantly what I am. My hole life I was told I was physic but I believe I'...
