Imprisoned Souls (Blood Diaries)

To some, my name is equivalent to the boogeyman. I understand their fear. My past shaped and molded me into the cold bitch that they see. The dark king that I sold my soul to stripped me of my humanity, what was left of it. This world proves to me each and every day that I made the right choice. Darkness, evil, and thirst resides in us all... There is no guilt when I feast on their fears and flesh. Until him... Patrick... Will he cause me to regret losing my soul? Or, will I regret him?