a man kissing a woman in a wedding dress

In the middle of the night, in the fog and darkness of an English castle, a handsome and dandy young male vampire in his late thirties, dressed in a fine tailcoat, a huge, floor-length black cloak with a white pointed bow tie and shiny red satin lining, with a short beard and short black hair, finally achieved the much-needed He accomplished the dramatic bloodsucking from behind the young, beautiful woman he loved, in her pure white dainty wedding dress, onto her neck. His lips were moist and red from the blood he had sucked, and the look of triumph on his face at having achieved his bloodsucking feat was even more fearless. 'Now my vampire blood will flow into your body and you will be reborn as a vampire who will live forever like me. And you will be my eternal bride. Now, have you made up your mind to become my bride? Yes, I want you to suck more of my blood so that I can become your bride. Of course. I will take your blood again, as you wish. As you wish, I will take your blood again, for my heart is stil