Enchanted After Dark

By Katherine Pietra

This story is for 18+ only. It contains explicit language and graphic sex.

Alexa just moved to an old house in New York City, therefore, she couldn’t be more excited. However, people say her new home is haunted. She doesn’t believe the stories, but without any reasonable thought, she’s lured to the basement, where she finds a strange note attached to a chained coffin. What she finds inside it is nothing compared to what she was expecting it.

Harper is a vampire -- a very thirsty and ancient vampire. Harper finds himself trapped inside Alexa’s house; a mysterious and gorgeous woman that set him free. Will Harper be able to give her what she needs? Will they survive the craving desire? But, more importantly, why did someone trap him inside that box?

• Language: English
• Publisher: KP Publishing
• Release date: Jul 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463732038

Katherine Pietra

Katherine loves to write and read erotica & horror.Her stories have happy endings and steamy sex.

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ENCHANTED AFTER DARK

Katherine Pietra

By Katherine Pietra

Copyright 2019 Katherine Pietra

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CHAPTER 1

I hated to do this, but it was a necessary evil.

Living with my parents in a small town over my twenty-seven years was a blessing. However, right now, I desperately needed a change. Boredom was taking over my life, so moving to crowded New York City seemed like the perfect idea for what I had in mind. With the money I had saved up, I was able to buy an old house. The house in question was a bargain, but she had a story.

It was said to be haunted.

The house was always on the market, since the buyers, after only a few days, would simply leave and never look back. No one knew exactly how long this had been going on, but some say forever. The stories didn’t scare me, because I didn’t believe in the supernatural. I didn’t believe in anything besides the basics of human life. I believed in love, friendship, and so on.

When I arrived at my new home with only a few bags under my arms, I was bursting with happiness.

Good luck! the taxi driver yelled while leaving as fast as he could, as if something bad would chase him.

I stood there, contemplating the new chapter of my life. I’d never been on my own before, so this would certainly be a sharp challenge for me. Sighing happily, I took my first steps toward my new beginning. The smile on my face seemed as permanent as the feelings of joy I embraced.

The house was white and small, but it had everything I ever wanted, including a porch. I opened the door and sunlight poured in, revealing the interior. I dropped my bags with a loud thump and my smile grew even wider. Breathless, I took a moment to let the feelings of joy overwhelm me.

The house was entirely furnished. Everything looked ancient, as though I’d walked into the early 1500s. I didn’t mind, though. I always had a thing about history. It looked and felt like a museum, and I loved it!

I took a small step forward, and another one and another one. The living room was on my left, the kitchen on my right, and in the middle were stairs leading to the second floor and the bedrooms.

My excitement threatened to overpower me, but this feeling was nothing compared to what I found on the living room wall--a black and white photograph.

It seemed like a family portrait. Seven people stared at me--five women and two men. The moment my gaze rested on