Perhaps some of the appeal of the dangerous-but-yummy paranormal anti-hero lies in his scorn for societal expectations. Yes, women have come a long way, but there are still some cultural stigmas more associated with women than men.

Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!

I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy. -Vlad

Revenge was the emptiest of emotions. Apparently it motivated people to do the stupidest things as well.

He leaned over and kissed me. A long, deep kiss filled with promise and passion. I loved the way he kissed me. Like he was drinking in the taste of me and still coming back thirsty.

Words.” His tone sharpened. “I shared my house, my bed, and my blood with you, as well as offered you a place in my life forever. What are words compared to that?” I sighed, my anger dissipating as quickly as his flames had. “Oh, Vlad, if you believed that, you would’ve told me what I wanted to hear to just appease me. You didn’t, which proves saying ‘I love you’ means more to you than everything else.

You know, in addition to your mind-reading abilities, I may have absorbed some sluttiness from your blood.