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Immortal now as a vampire, the insanity continues--the crimes will never stop even if she wants them to. A human monster had become a vampiric one.
"The rage struck again. I don’t remember the girl or what I did. You only told me later on after the rage abated, when you were helping to wash me. When you saw me looking around, you knew I was looking for blood. “No,” you said, “Damita. There was no bath of blood.”
I asked about where I’d killed her, and in answer you told me I could not go to our boudoir as it would have to be redecorated. Anton, here is a confession. I waited for you to busy yourself with something for I wished to see what state our room was in.
My hand shook as I opened the door. The room was dark, the curtains drawn—I should not have opened them. For there on our bed I could see great splashes—no, puddles—of blood. There was hair, too. Not mine, for it was long, the strands dark red from having been soaked in blood. “It will never end,” I whispered to myself. “It will last for as long as I exist.” And it will, Anton. Won’t it?..."
5 stars! Her best work yet!
As one blood-soaked page follows another we are pulled further and further into the depths of depravity to which Bathory is prepared to sink in order to fulfill her widlest sexual fantasies and murderous lusts.
5 stars! Vampires...blood baths!
Solid Gothic Horror from Gill