Nadia is the daughter of a high official in a secret vampire society, and Keiko is a human hailing from a long line of divine priestesses. The two should be natural enemies, but when Keiko stumbled into her path as a child, Nadia knew that she needed to keep her by her side. Normally a relationship with a human is forbidden, but Keiko has the power to vanquish the cursed deity after Nadia's body. So Keiko is assigned as her executioner, with a duty to kill Nadia if the evil ever overtakes her soul. However, all is not as it seems, as the ancient goddess residing inside Keiko, may have dark secrets of her own.

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The Vampire's Priestess (GL)

K: Hey...so um actually, I’m having lunch with a classmate. Is that okay? 


K: Yes lol. Is it that hard to believe? Would you prefer I didn’t? 


N: It’s not that, I just...nevermind. You should go. It’s not like I have the right to say you can’t. 


K: You sure? I don’t know if I feel convinced. 


N: Would you cancel if I asked you to? 


N: *sigh* Please go, don’t worry about what I want. Do what you want. I’m not your master. 


K: Hm…hard to tell if you’re genuinely encouraging me to go or being sarcastic. Are you sure? 


N: It doesn’t matter! Think for yourself Kei! Can’t you do that much? 


Nadia stares at her phone, her face twisted into an expression of frustration and despair. 'I’m such an idiot'. She scolds herself, as she continues to be left on read, as she has been for thirty minutes. 


Real Talk (1)