The sun was already setting when Rozelyn got over the fact that Romaine is a heathen by blood, by birth.
She glanced at her who was putting their fishing materials to the trunk of their navy blue Sedan. Her stomach was very much full with the charcoal-grilled fishes she and Romaine caught.
Rozelyn looked at herself at the side car mirror. She has indeed had huge changes ever since she became a blood-sucking vampire and d**k-loving b***h.
She touched her eyes, her nose, her face, and her lips. She is now wholly immortal, a ‘Blood Rose Lady’. The only question that remains is how long does it take to have this kind of lifestyle? A thousand years? A million? Or as long as the earth is rotating on its axis?
To be frank, she felt as if there is s
