𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ;

╹ 𝐎ɴʟʏ ᴀ 𝐕ᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴄᴀɴ 𝐋ᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ 𝐅ᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ╹ ; ✝︎

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

“ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ’s ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴs ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴜʀs –"

ʟᴜᴄʏ ᴡᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ – ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟɪᴛᴇ || ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ.

#dracula #dracularp

- ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ
- ᴅᴀʀᴋ & ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs
- ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ
- ʀᴛ

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@MuerteDelorosa •

hoping to take it away from her best friend, who seemed to attract it wherever she went, which was almost infuriating- if Lucy didn’t adore her, which of course she did.

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@MuerteDelorosa •

though that smile didn’t seem to reach her eyes.

“Are you enjoying your evening? Is there anything I should know for any future soirées I hold?”

Lucy seemed to already be smitten with Dracula, or at the very least, looking for his attention, •

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@MuerteDelorosa •
but I don’t think we’ve actually been introduced, what’s your name?”

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@MuerteDelorosa •
That fake smile widened as she moved to continue with the conversation she had just began, leaning forward slightly to give the idea that she may be interested in this man.

“A good hostess is supposed to know everyone- •

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@MuerteDelorosa •
Lucy smiled as she slid from her position to next to the man that had been vying for her friends attention.

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@MuerteDelorosa •
she was supposed to match with her best friend but that didn’t seem to happen.
Instead she was an Angel, even if many considered her anything but.

“Last time I checked this was meant to be a costume party- what are you supposed to be? The devil in disguise”
•

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

–– ;

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

———
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ sᴄᴏʀɴᴇᴅ ; ✝︎

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

“ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ’s ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴs ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴜʀs –"

ʟᴜᴄʏ ᴡᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ – ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟɪᴛᴇ || ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ.

#dracula #dracularp

- ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ
- ᴅᴀʀᴋ & ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs
- ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ
- ʀᴛ

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@FatalPrivilege •
The dark haired male yelled, his head swaying to the house music, his eyes scanning the dance floor.

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@FatalPrivilege •
he would have to fix that a little later in the evening- for now, he wanted to enjoy himself, this city was so easy to control, and perhaps he would even catch the eye of his creator- one day maybe.

“Hey- another round of shots!”
•

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@FatalPrivilege •
earning many protests which seemed to fuel him, he was blissfully unaware of the fact he was being followed as he hypnotized his way into the loud club, music instantly filling his ears.

[𝐋ᴜᴄʏ 𝐖ᴇsᴛᴇʀɴᴀ ; @OfAmorousBites]

@FatalPrivilege •
Emery had really come into his own after being abandoned by his creator.

The dark haired male took a long draw from his cigarette and flicked it into the street as he made his way past the long line of people waiting to get into the club, •