Life

"P-please," the girl begs, "please don't kill me. I don't want to die, but I don't wish to be a creature of only the night."
You smile, baring your fangs slightly. "What will you do for this gift?"
The girl's eye shimmer in the light as your three thralls gently release her. "Anything...I'll come every night for you...I'll bring others for your pleasure."
"Very well, tomorrow night you will bring another woman from the village. I'm sure you're bright enough to find some reason to be out here. But remember, the first night I am displeased your blood will slake my thirst. Now, think of this as a dream." You touch the maiden's forehead with your fingertips and her eyes slip shut and she falls limp in your arms.