Morning arrived. Hartford mansion was silent, but that dark energy still floated in the air of my bedroom. I rose from the bed, my body filled with pain—my vagina, my ass, my breasts, all bearing marks of their bites and thrusts. On the bed, William, Lucas, and Henry slept, but their faces were pale, as if their strength had been drained. Devil was missing. Mia was also on the bed, her naked body still covered with semen and blood. I looked at her, her breathing slow, but that cunning still present in her eyes. The hunger inside me awakened again, but I stopped myself. I needed to bathe, wash away last night's filth. I moved toward the bathroom, my legs trembling, but my eyes still red.
In the bathroom, I turned on the shower. Hot water fell on my body, stinging my wounds but also bringing relief. I took soap, tried to clean my vagina where pain and wetness still remained. But then, a cold breeze. I didn't turn, but I knew—Devil. "You?" I whispered, but he didn't answer. He grabbed me from behind, pressed my waist against the wall. "Devil, stop!" I screamed, I wasn't ready. My body was already broken, but he didn't stop. He spread my legs, bent me in doggy style, and thrust his large penis into my vagina—in one push, rough, deep. "Aaahhh!" My scream echoed, pain so intense tears came. "Devil, please... no!" I tried to stop him, my hands pressed against the wall, but his strength was beyond my control. He started thrusting, fast, wild. "Lucy, your hunger must be calmed," he roared, his fingers on my breasts, kneading them.
I resisted, but my body was betraying me. Pain was turning into pleasure. My screams turned into moans, "Harder, Devil! Harder!" My voice echoed in the bathroom, shower water on our bodies. His thrusts in my vagina were so powerful my legs were trembling. "Please, harder!" I was shouting, my hunger awakening again—that demonic hunger now out of control. My eyes red, my nails digging into the wall. My sounds reached the bedroom, and I could hear—everyone else had woken up.
Then the bathroom door opened. Mia was inside, her eyes wide, but that greed still present. "Lucy, calm down!" she said, came to me, and started caressing my breasts. Her touch was cold, but it was inflaming my hunger more. "Harder, Devil!" I screamed, my voice now demonic. Mia pinched my nipples, "Lucy, control!" But I wasn't in control. I grabbed her wrist, pulled her in front of me, and tore her clothes—her dress, bra, panties, all on the floor. "Lucy, no!" she screamed, but I pinned her against the wall. My lips on her vagina, I started sucking—rough, deep. Her taste sour, sweet, and filled with blood. Mia tried to stop me, "Lucy, stop!" But I didn't stop. My tongue on her clit, my teeth biting her skin. She was moaning, in pain and pleasure.
"William! Help!" Mia screamed. William, Lucas, and Henry entered the bathroom, but their faces were pale, weak. "Lucy, what are you doing?" William asked, his voice weak. I released Mia, Devil still behind me, thrusting in my vagina. "I am the queen!" I roared, my eyes red. I grabbed Mia again, laid her on the bathroom floor, and inserted fingers in her vagina—deep, rough. She was screaming, "Lucy, please!" But my hunger was now demonic. Devil caught me, "Lucy, you're awakening the prophecy!" But I didn't stop. I bit Mia, her blood in my mouth. She passed out.
William, Lucas, and Henry tried to catch me, but their strength was gone. "Why... are you weak?" I asked, fear in my voice. Devil laughed, "You sucked our blood, Lucy. You're now more powerful than us." I was shocked. My hunger had weakened them. Then an explosion rocked the mansion. The window shattered, and Damien was inside—Charlie's vampire. His eyes red, Charlie and MJ with him. "Lucy, the prophecy will be mine," Damien roared. Charlie laughed, "Your empire ends, Lucy." But I wasn't afraid. My hunger was now uncontrolled. I looked at Damien, my nails like claws. "You're messing with the wrong person," I said.
The battle began. Devil was with me, but the other three were weak. I attacked Damien, my speed, my strength, now greater than vampires. I grabbed his throat, bit him, sucked his blood. He screamed, but my hunger didn't stop. Charlie and MJ started running, but I stopped them. "Your business, your plan, everything ends," I roared. Mia got up, her eyes filled with fear. "Lucy, you're becoming a monster," she whispered. But I laughed. "Mia, I am the queen."
My eyes red, my nails like claws. My hunger was now out of control, but I tried to calm myself. No one would die—I made this promise to myself. Devil came to me, his cold fingers on my shoulders. "Lucy, are you ready?" he asked, his voice dark yet sexy. "Charlie will do something at the groundbreaking. Damien is with him." I nodded, "I'm ready. But Mother? The temple?" Devil shook his head, "We must go to the temple after the groundbreaking. The prophecy's truth is there." Then William, Lucas, and Henry came. Their strength was slowly returning, but they were still weak. "Lucy, you sucked our blood," William said, anger and fear in his voice. "You're now more powerful than us." I looked into their eyes, "I don't want you weak. You're mine."
Mia emerged from the guest room, her face pale, but that same cunning in her eyes. "Lucy, I'm with you," she said, but I could read her lies. She was with Damien, and her plan—vampire child—was still alive. "Mia, you're coming to the groundbreaking," I said, my voice cold. She smiled, but her fingers were trembling.
There was a crowd at the Blood Moon Resort site—Phoenix's top businessmen, media people, and my father, Richard Hartford, on stage. I wore a red gown, my four vampires behind me, and Mia beside me. Father began his speech, "Today Phoenix's future is about to change. Blood Moon Resort isn't just a casino, it's the city's new heart." Applause echoed, but I sensed something else in the air—dark energy. Damien. I looked at Devil, he nodded. Then smoke rose from the crowd—smoke bombs. People started screaming, and Charlie's men emerged with weapons. Damien was in front, his eyes red, Charlie and MJ with him. "Lucy!" Charlie roared, "Your empire ends today!"
I suppressed my hunger. No one would die. I stepped toward Damien, my speed faster than vampires. "You want the prophecy?" I roared, my nails near his face. Damien laughed, "Your blood, Lucy. It will be mine." He attacked me, but Devil stopped him. Their battle was in the air—claws, teeth, drops of blood. William, Lucas, and Henry grabbed Charlie's men, but I screamed, "No one dies!" Mia was beside me, she pulled out a knife, toward my stomach. But I twisted her wrist, the knife fell. "Mia, enough," I said. She screamed, "I won't give up!" But I pinned her against the wall, my teeth near her throat. "Your child? It will never happen," I whispered.
Then an ancient chant echoed in the air. The temple's scent—blood, dust, and magic. My mother's shadow emerged again, but this time she was solid. "Lucy, stop the prophecy!" she shouted. She drew a symbol, and Damien stepped back, his strength diminishing. Charlie and MJ were trembling with fear. "What is this?" Charlie screamed. Mother said, "The prophecy demands your blood, Lucy. But you can change it." I looked into Mother's eyes, "How?" She placed an ancient book before me, floating in the air. "Reverse its ritual. Give blood, but not death."
I looked at Devil, then William, Lucas, and Henry. "Come with me," I said. We ran toward the temple, taking Mia, Charlie, and MJ with us. In the temple, on the altar, I opened the book. The chant began, my eyes red, my hunger suppressing. I poured my blood on the altar—without anyone's death. Devil held my hand, "Lucy, you're the queen." The chant completed, and light burst in the temple—the prophecy changed. Damien's power ended, he fell to his knees. Charlie and MJ surrendered. Mia was crying, "I was wrong, Lucy."
The groundbreaking completed. Blood Moon Resort was now Phoenix's new face, but not the vampire society's hub. I had reversed the prophecy—no one died. Mother was free, but she said, "Lucy, there are still more mysteries left."