My name is Anya. I was left behind on a particularly cold winter day- my mother Petunia found me on her way home after a late shift at the diner. My luck didn't end there- I lived a happy life in our little apartment with my mother, eating chocolate ice cream as we gushed over boys, working on homework so I could get into a good collage. Life was perfect. There were just three rules in the house. Do your share. Always apologize and say your sorry no matter how angry you get and most importantly- don't stay out after dark. Little did I know how important that last rule had been. I share everything with my mother but I don't think I'm prepared to tell her I'm a vampire queen with a harem of men. Vampire men. That want to feed from me, fuck me and take care of me for eternity. Do I lie to her and stay away forever- or put my mother in the danger that has now consumed me from my birth mother's linage?