This chapter is a fantasy. It has nothing to do with the ongoing story of this book!

I just wrote it as a bonus for my cute readers ;)

It was February 14th, a dark night of love and passion.

Humans of twenty first century were on the roads, displaying their affection for their intimate partners, while in the darkness a century old vampire lurked behind the walls of a busy street.

Dakota Black, prince of the night was strolling down a dark alley when he came across another vampire. And to his rabbit's luck, he knew him very well.

"Ryan Damison!" He called his decade old friend.

They both hissed at each other as a form of reunion.

"It is such a pleasant to see yourrr pale face again." Ryan said to his loving companion.

"Yes. Indeed it is, my dead friend." Dakota replied positively.

"Did you enjoy your dinnerrr? Orrr is hunting for the night rrremaining?" Ryan asked in his thick Europian accent. He loved showing it off.

"No. I couldn't find any single human tonight, as they all are skulking in pairs." Dakota replied with a sad expression.

"Hmm.. I eavesdrrrop on a pairrr of females and they werrre giggling about tonight being the night of Wallet-Tiny-Day."

"Wallet-Tiny-Day? Is it a new blood type in the market?" Frows formed on Dakota's forehead as he thought wisely.

"I think it is some sorrrt of new hunting technique. You know, like a trrrap to lurrre in morrre prrrey." Ryan explained to very old friend.

"Oh! I want to play this Wallet-tiny-Day game as well. In fact, being an original vampire, hunting comes natural to me." Dakota's chest expanded with the boost of his pure blood lineage.

"Of courrrse! And being a young blood, I am excited to play this game as well."

Both the Vampires agreed to find a prey for tonight.

They stumbled upon a group of humans celebrating the holiday and observed them carefully. They were shocked to see how much effort and passion the humans put into their hunting to lure a prey.

They couldn't help but be amused by the whole spectacle to make the prey feel good first by showering with candies and flowers, then finally eating them in the night.

"Humans and theirrr strrrange rrrituals!" Ryan laughed after knowing the fuss about the holiday.

"Yes. But I liked the part where they dance under the moonlight with their prey, before devouring them. It sounded romantic to me." Dakota shared his inner feelings with his converted friend.

"Indeed! Maybe we should trrry this rrritual ourrrselves." Ryan proposed an idea which Dakota couldn't reject.

He loved the idea. It thrilled him to his century old bones.

"Let's find a prey for Wallet-Tiny-Day!" Both the vampires laughed and hissed in accord.

Ryan and Dakota were perched on a rooftop, overlooking a less-crowded street below, when they spotted a young woman walking down the sidewalk while talking on the phone.

Ryan: "Whoa, check herrr out! Isn't she just prrretty?"

Dakota: "Pretty doesn't even begin to describe her. She appears to be a gorgeous piece of human meat."

Ryan: "I totally agrrree!"

Dakota: "And her scent! It is driving me wild."

Ryan: "I know, rrright? It is like a mixturrre of vanilla and frrresh blood."

Dakota: "And those eyes, they are so captivating. I could stare into them for centuries."

Ryan: "And that hairrr, it's like a rrrunning waterrrfall. So blue.."

Dakota: "I bet she has a great sense of humor too. Look at the way she is laughing on the phone."

Ryan: "Yes. She is just my type. Carrrefrrree and funny."

Dakota: "Same here. I hope her blood type is also my type."

Both the vampires hissed in agreement and express their feelings to have the little tasty human walking down the street.

Ryan: "Let's not be hasty! We need to plan this out."

Dakota: "You are right, my dead friend. We don't want to scare her away, after all this is Wallet-Tiny-Day. We need to be smooth, sauve and charming like other humans."

Ryan: "Agrrreed. Let's go.. We have a human to hunt."

The two vampires jumped down from the rooftop, landing quietly on the pavement, and made their way over the young woman, ready to put their plan into action.

They were confident that their charm would win her over and they couldn't wait to add her to their collection of conquests.

Ryan and Dakota approached the young woman. She carefreely walked without knowing that two dangerous vampires were rooting to make her happy meal of the night.

"Excuse me, miss! Do you have a moment to talk?"

The girl turned around and find two fairly handsome, weird looking men staring at me without blinking.

"Uh. Yes?"

"Me and my old frrriend agrrreed upon you being the most beautiful girrrl we have seen today, and we wanted to intrrroduce ourrrselves."

His thick accent intrigued the young woman, but she couldn't ignore the unsettling feeling of their sharp gaze on her. It was almost animalistic and hungry.

"Uh-That's a new one. I have never had guys come up to me before to tell me I am beautiful." She blushed and the two vampires liked the colour change on her cheeks.

It reminded them of fresh blood. And she was packed with it.

"You both look different!" She exclaimed after noticing their vintage dressing and old school hairstyle.

"Yes. We are not like others. We are... Special." The taller one among them said and she felt drawn to his deep voice.

By judging their good looks, she thought they were models, but she didn't know the dark truth that lurked around their sharp fangs.

They were hungry for her.

"Interesting!" She exclaimed again.

"Verrry interrresting. And we have a grrreat sense of humourrr too. Want to hearrr a joke?" The other man proposed.

"Umm.. Okay." She nodded.

"Why did the vampirrre crrross the rrroad?"

"I don't know, why?" She asked confusedly.

"To get to the otherrr side of the rrroad to eat a human!"

Both the vampires burst out laughing, while the human girl looked around awkwardly. She understood they were freaks and probably drunk.

"Okay. It was nice meeting you two, but I have to-"

"My apologies for interruption, but I just remember we didn't introduce ourselves. Which was the whole point of this meet up."

"Yes, I agrrree my frrriend. My name is Rrryan Damison, but you can call me a loverrr of night."

"And you must have heard my name before, Dakota Black. I am said to be a connoisseur of dark shadows."

Both the vampires introduced themselves to the girl and waited for her reply. They were so fascinated by her beauty, that they might wait a hundred years for her.

"Um.. It's Emara." But she replied quickly.

"Ah! That is the most beautiful name I have ever tasted on my lips. I wonder if you would taste the same."

"Yes, I agrrree my frrriend. Amarrra just sounds like my type. And what is yourrr blood type?" Ryan leaned over and took a deep sniff of his prey.

"Okay, I think I need to go now." Emara took a step back from both the weird men as she felt the same unsettling feeling burping inside of her.

Ryan: "Oh wait. We have something imporrrtant to ask you."

Dakota: "Yes. We want to ask you for a Wallet-Tiny-Day."

Emara: "You mean Valentine's day. Well sorry, I have a boyfriend."

Dakota: "A boyfriend? That's no problem. We can just take care of him for you."

Emara: "Excuse me?"

Ryan: "My old frrriend meant, uh, we can be frrriends.. With him too."

Dakota: "No. I meant what I meant."

Emara: "Okay, I should definitely go now."

Ryan: "Wait, Amarrra! I want to ask you out on a vampy date."

Emara: "A what?"

Ryan: "I said I want to ask you out on a vampy date. I want to take you to the empty darrrk strrreets wherrre no one could see us doing bad things."

Dakota: "Even I want to take you out.. To my huge castle. It is far away from here and there are no humans around, so you will feel safe and unbothered."

Emara: "I don't think so I want to go any of those places."

Dakota: "Why? I will keep you away from sunlight and will never let you go from my sight."

Emara: "Bye."

Ryan: "Wait! What about me? I am night-drrreaming to take you to the weirrrdest underrrground blood parrrties I have been to. You arrre carrreless and I know you would love it."

Dakota: "And I will take you to no where. You will be in my unescapable castle and under my protection.. All the time."

Emara: "Okay boys. I think you drank too much."

Dakota: "No. We didn't drink it yet. But I would love it if you are offering."

Emara: "What?"

"Shhh! Don't move."

She felt a hand behind her neck and shivers ran down her spine with the coldness of his touch.

"We are just going to taste you. And you will not scream." She heard another voice in her and it was deeper than the one before.

Her body was immobilized and all she could feel was someone pulling her towards a wall. Her limbs froze and she felt being crushed from either side by hard bodies.

Ryan stood behind her, holding her narrow waist, while Dakota stood in front of her holding her svelte neck. It pleased him how delicate she felt in his century old hands.

Emara was not in her right mind. Her body didn't belong to her and her soul was out of the context.

She couldn't understand what was going on until she felt prick of needles piercing in her neck from both the sides.

She couldn't scream as if she was under a spell. But she wanted to. She wanted to moan the way cold lips were desperately sucking on her neck. It made her feel hot.

Long fingers curled around her throat and she felt an electric current coursing through her body. Something she has never felt before.

It was scaring and thrilling at the same time.

A soft sigh left her lips when she felt being pulled back and pressed into something which surprisingly felt hard and long, like a hand.

And suddenly, she felt another hard rod rubbing on to her stomach.

The feeling of two men pressing into her body made her felt hot-hot from under the belly. She couldn't deny the feelings which were out of this world.

Ryan and Dakota were in trance as well. They had never tasted a human blood this delicious. They swiftly changed their position and sucked on the other vampire's bite.

Their body grunted with satisfaction and suddenly Dakota felt another kind of hunger growing in him.

It was different than the hunger of blood. It was something deep, animalistic and lustful. His lips left her neck and they proceed up to taste her mouth.

She tasted sweet. Sweeter than her blood.

Emara felt soft, cold lips pressing against her, opening her mouth for a tongue, which was smooth like a silk cloth. It tasted metallic, but she didn't know it was her own blood she was savouring.

Ryan lifted his head and was surprised by what he was seeing. A feeling of passion rode through his veins and he wanted to taste the lips of that delicious human as well.

His fingers clutched into his prey's hair and he jerked her head back, taking her lips in his own.

Dakota hissed as her soft lips detached from his own and he didn't know what to do with his mouth anymore. He wanted her, more than her blood.

Emara was in a different universe. She felt another pair of lips moving against her, but this time they were fierce and almost needy.

It almost felt like she was on drugs, something that she couldn't afford. She tried, but couldn't.

"I like her. She is just my type in every way."

She heard words in her head and her body felt light like it was in the air. She felt the sweet breeze of the night and strong hands holding her possessively.

"I like herrr so much that I want herrr everrry night."

She heard another voice in her mind and that was the only memory she remembered from last night.

Emara wakes up with soreness in her neck. She looked around and it was her room where she always wake up. But today it felt different.

There were numerous gift boxes lying around her bed, waiting for to open.

Curiously, she clawed them open and was surprised to find carrots, beetroots, tomatoes and leafy veggies in different boxes.

Her entire room smelled like a vegetable market and it surprised her even more because she doesn't even eat them.

"How drunk was I last night?" She asked herself.

But then she found a note lying on the box of carrots, and she reads it,

'Thank you for the wonderful WalletTiny day. Hope you liked our gift, pretty human. Eat healthy because we will be meeting soon.

Yours Truly,

Lover of night &

Connoisseur of dark shadows'

♥️ ♥️ ♥️

I mostly write funny plots coz I feel like I am myself a deeply fucked up person. Prolly beyond repair. And humour works beautifully like a coping mechanism to ignore all my mental problems.

Though I am dead from inside... I feel content that my twisted humour makes someone else smile.

So this is my attempt to make you laugh if you had a tough day, week, month or year.

Peace out✌️