Establishing his empire

In a single night, Count Dracula had changed the lives of five people; so his reach in a month's time would be substantial. Bars, hotels, restaurants, even the police department; his thralls were thralls all over. His eyes and ears, either knowingly or not, alerting him to possible threats or interests for him and his selected chosen. His thralls were numerous, too many to count, but all of them fiercely loyal. Those that he bestowed the gift of immortality were those that were either close to Nancy or his beloved Amara, friends and colleagues that showed potential. Some others were turned under this same pretense, or had something that either girls saw. And then there was Amara, a beautiful rose that will never wilt. She had taken quite well to her new unlife, wandering through the night alone or with her husband, feeding on whoever was unfortunate enough to be out that late. And true to his word, Dracula showered Amara with money and material possessions, as well as passionate lovemaking every night for hours on end before they set off for their evening feast. Still, there was something missing for the king of vampires, an empty spot in his lair that demanded to be filled.

The second coffin for his next bride.