You have now entered the realms of darkness.
Where light shines no more and the shadows are your enemies.
The eyes upon you must be opened quite wide or never you see
again. They lurk in the darkness and among the humans here.
They look quite human themselves and maybe you yourself have
encountered their prescence. How to tell them from yourself?
-that is the question that will keep you alive. *EG*
I myself was once human & now amongst the dead I walk forever.

My name is Alexondra..very exotic sounding to speak.
I was born in Greece and my name means: defender of mankind.
My parents are from Russia: Vladimir *PRINCE* and Vanya
*Gracious gift*. I was abandoned at birth and raised by a
man of a darkened nature. Never really remember seeing him.
When I turned 16, I received my first bite and for 7 days
after it continued until the change was complete. The whole
time never seeing the man who took me in. I am still looking
for this man to this day. I HAVE found out why my parents
abandoned me. They were killed by a vampire slayer. This
man that raised me was part of their clan. Who is he?



I belong to the Toreador Clan and am now living in Paris.
I roam the streets alone and never go hungry ..always food.
The year is 1682 and the victims are plentiful. *EG*
I have many of my type around and am quite happy. I live my
life as close to you humans as possible..always trying to fit
in whenever I can. Tho my hunger does not cease. I don't wish
to live the mortal life again. None know of who I am as I
quietly walk amongst them. Humans long to live in ignorance
and the not knowing keeps there meaningless lives contented.

Upon my back I wear the bran of: The Howl of the Devil Tiger.

It is a symbol of the strength that flows inside me. *EG*
Upon my leg is that of: The Dance of the Thrashing Dragon.

I wear this symbol to tell of the animal that I worship and
adore. I have since childhood and it keeps me on the straight
& narrow. Upon my stomach is that of: The Path of a 1000 Whispers.
This to me is the symbol of how turmoil our lives can be.


Below is a picture that a friend did of me. She is quite good.
This is my nature and nothing can change this. NO ONE!!
PLEASE listen to my music as you look over my page. =}



"Cemetary Gates" & "Dead Souls" & "Graveyard"








I search the streets for my victims using my crystal ball.
It tells me all that I need to know. My trusted companion.



Only my eyes may see the tales that he weaves for me.
All others die after gazing within. He captures your soul.
I was left with this crystal ball when I was oh so young.
Still on this mad search and never a trail to follow. =(
Why does this man stay hidden from me?? Is he watching me??



COME ENTER MY HOME

My home is high upon a hill, far away from all human eyes.
Mixing with them is one thing, but living with them is a
whole other story. My home is that of an ole Victorian style.
It is dated in 1400's way before I was born. Fits me fine!
Sunshine never pours down on my abode, only grey clouds & rain.
As you enter up the steps, you hear all the creaks and groans
of the settling wood. Very faintly away is the sound of small
bats up in the rafters. Often, you can see them fly off into
the night. Now PLEASE come inside to my foyer my dear.

As the door slams shut behind you, dust kicks up around you
and it takes your eyes a long time to adjust. I then decide
to light the way for your poor human eyes...HERE YOU GO....


I have lit a whole slew of candles that you notice are all
over the room. The room is decored in a deep Gothic theme.
Red curtains cover the windows and yellow ties hold them back.
Masses of skulls line the room. There is not a spot that doesn't
have one in it. On the walls are pictures of a morbid nature.
It is very hard to see in this room or any for that matter.
The rooms are way too hazy with dust and candlelight.
Books line the shelves like leaves on the ground in fall.
Everywhere you look you notice BIG bouquet of red roses.




Down the hall and thru many doors is the steps of doom!
They lead to my very domain of living..far from human touch.
I have lured you down the steps to meet your fate my good man.
Of course, at the time of walking with me you don't know that.
DO YOU??? I coax you down with my enchanting eyes.
The passageway is lit by these gothic candles that curve with
the stairway all the way to the ends of the earth. *VEG*




We have now reached the bottom and the coldness leaves you
very chilled. I take off my cloak and place it around you.
I begin to pull you near me and gaze into your devine eyes.
I then put my arms around your waist and pull your manhood
toward me. Gently I stroke your back with my nails. Kissing
you caressly with my touch and my lips. Then gazing into
your eyes I tell you that: "Harm will never come your way.
Trust me my sweet, Place your hands in mind and believe in me."
Follow me you do and never once knowing that nails, teeth &
eyes have now transformed. My lips become moist with the desire
of blood that I have. I can smell your delicious blood right
through your clothes.....mmmmmmmm YUMMMMMMMY.




My coffin lies before us as I continue to guide you. Right on
top of it lies a very important symbol to me. I place it there
to help me remember who I am and why I love myself so. Also,
to tell me that being alone is not the way and one day I will
have to find a man worthy to love and spend my whole life with.




My coffin then opens automatically and I gently help you
inside. First, I must remove the rose that protects my bed.
Many of my kind have perished by those blood thirsty slayers.
But one far more wiser than them placed this in his bed and
none have entered his home again. He is now safe and maybe
one day of my lifeless existence will be shared with him.
That is in my arms of course forever!! I must leave now. *EG*




"Clan & Bloodline" - "Vampire Clan" - "Toreador Clan"



"Vampire's Kiss..Chat" - "Tarin's Vampire Chat" - "Gothic Radio"




"Transylvania Legend"

"The Vampires of Anne Rice" - "Vampire's In Modern Era"



"The Varieties of Vampirism" - "Symptoms" - "Myths on Vampirism"






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