My Heart is Yours

A/N:  This is a one shot written for the ‘Day of the Dead’ contest held by Area5BloodyPen. It is unedited and all mistakes are my own. Happy reading!


My Heart is Yours


All I had wanted was to have Sookie at home where it was quiet and secluded with me. I didn’t want anyone to hear the noises I would be causing her to make. I wanted her screaming my name. It had been too long since we’d been alone for an entire night without distractions. Instead I donned my costume and begrudgingly left my home intent on celebrating All Hallows Eve at a human party with my love. Human gatherings were not high on my list of enjoyable ways to spend an evening; in fact, humans weren’t on any list at all apart from perhaps a menu.

I would have thought that she spent enough time around this type of atmosphere at work; loud and overzealous, sloppy drunkards would no doubt abound the festivities. When I overheard Sookie on the phone with her friend the other night, she was so excited to wear her new costume; I knew I didn’t have a chance at trying to talk her out of it.

However, to be close to Sookie in any setting was well worth it. I knew she was planning to change after work before going to the party, so I donned my own costume and ventured there alone. The party was being held in an old abandoned house that had been decorated to look as if it were haunted. Artificial cobwebs hung all around and jack-o-lanterns with terrifying faces ran up the front walkway on either side of each step. Screams and howls could be heard coming from the windows along with chilling Halloween music. Candles casting grisly shadows could be seen in the upstairs rooms daring anyone near to approach at their own risk. The best thing to be said about the house was due to the fact that it was abandoned, there was no owner and no invitation was needed to enter.

Not wanting to be surrounded any longer than necessary with the humans and the noise, I waited outside until I saw her arrive. She was, ironically, dressed as a fairy in a blue chiffon shirt and a pale blue bodice that rounded the top of her breasts with tiny green roses. Wings that looked transparent hung on her back and glitter covered her chest and shoulders that sparkled in the moonlight as she walked wearing light green knee high boots into the house. She was stunning with her hair in ringlets hanging down her back, light blue and green satin weaved through it.

My Sookie, though she would never admit it to anyone, loved to roleplay. Often enjoying playing the innocent submissive overtaken by the lustful pursuer. As I was well aware of her fantasies, I had come prepared to give her a night like no other. I put on the amulet I had obtained not too long ago from a witch with whom I was acquainted, knowing that it would disguise my appearance and pulled on my mask that covered the top half of my face. It was plain white and only my eyes could be seen. The only stipulation was that it did not disguise my voice and if heard by another, the spell would be broken and I would appear as myself again.

My costume consisted of a long black cape tied at the collar. Underneath I wore a white shirt that ruffled under a white bow tie with a black vest, black pants and shoes. The enchanted amulet hung around my neck. It was very reminiscent of Bela Lugosi’s Dracula. I waited, as I had been instructed by the witch, thirty minutes for the spell to take full effect before entering the manor to find my damsel in distress.

Though there were many people in attendance, it was not too difficult to locate her. I simply followed her scent until I heard her tinkling laughter. I saw her standing with her friends drinking some type of fruity cocktail and watched her for a bit, staying in the shadows until she finally decided to enter the main room. I followed, still keeping my distance, happy to watch her beauty and grace as she danced in the dimly lit room illuminated by more candles hanging from sconces and candelabras placed in various areas around the room. It was not long until she needed a moment to undoubtedly quiet the voices in her mind and she climbed the long staircase to explore the second floor of the house.

I knew there were several bedrooms upstairs and I had been through the house the previous night to see what each room held. Though quite dilapidated, there was furniture including beds in the upstairs rooms covered by dusty sheets. It would be perfect for our interlude. My step was almost silent and I was sure no one took notice of me following her up the stairs. I heard the muffled sounds of lovers coming from behind some of the closed doors upstairs and followed the sound of Sookie’s heartbeat and her scent to master bedroom where she was the only occupant. She was standing at the window looking at the moon when I entered. I stepped in quietly and closed the door behind me. The click of the latch startled her and before she could turn, I approached her at vampire speed encircling her in my arms and turning to her face the wall as she gasped.

“Geez, you scared the life out of me. I thought you had to work and weren’t coming until later,” she breathed out when she finally calmed.

“Shhh,” I said careful not to use any vocal sounds.

“Oh Sorry,” she giggled in a whisper.

She pushed against me trying to turn her body as I held her hands pressed to the wall.

“Please let me go. I don’t have any money or anything of value, but I’ll do anything you want if you’ll just agree to release me,” she said quietly getting into character.

She glanced over her shoulder to peek at me through her lashes and I returned a wicked smile to her. I pressed my length into her back before I loosening my grip on her hands and allowing her to face me fully now that she had gotten into the game.

“Are you going to let me go?”

I infinitesimally shook my head at her.

“I’ll do anything you want, just please, don’t hurt me,” she whimpered.

I cocked my head to the side and looked over her body as if considering my options. When my eyes returned to hers I could see that hers had darkened and I could smell her arousal. My smile grew wider and I licked my lips.

My hands traveled up the sides of her body, grazing the outside of her breasts as she leaned back into the wall. She lifted her arms to slide the straps of her wings from her shoulders and I assisted her dropping them on the floor once they were loosened. My mouth descended onto her neck and I began to place open mouth kisses up and down her jawline.

She pushed weakly at my chest and pounded softly with her tiny fists.

“No, please stop. Please let me go,” she said as her thighs rubbed together.

I pulled back to look into her eyes once again before my mouth descended on hers and my tongue glided along her lip until she opened her mouth. When our tongues began exploring each other, she stiffened and tried to pull back from me, but I crushed her lips against my mouth harder and pushed her against the wall and she let out a squeak. She began to struggle until I took her hands in mine and raised them above her head holding them securely with one of mine. I lowered my other hand to cup her breast kneading it briefly before continuing down to press my cool hand over her heated mound. I inhaled deeply when I felt the moisture already pooled on her lower lips and she had a sharp intake of breath releasing her mouth from mine at the sensation of my fingers forcefully pushing into her.

She closed her eyes tight and began struggling against me. Before she could call out, my mouth had covered hers again and I began moving my fingers roughly in and out of her. She was protesting against my mouth, but I could feel her excitement covering my hand as I continued my torturous thrusts into her. She began violently trying to shake her head back and forth and I pulled back to look into her eyes.

“Stop,” she cried as she tried to free herself from me.

The music and noises downstairs drowned out any noises she was making as I pumped my fingers into her faster and released her hands to bring the hand that had been holding her wrists to cover her mouth. She gripped at my hand and tried to pry it loose, but I was too strong for her to budge. She then brought both hands down to the forearm of the hand that was relentlessly pushing into her. Her eyes clenched tight as I felt her body begin to shake and her walls began to flutter around my fingers. She shuddered violently as her orgasm washed over her and I saw tears fall from the corners of her eyes at the intensity of it. I knew she loved this as much as I.

When her shaking had subsided, she opened her eyes again and looked at me with a confused expression. She again reached up to the hand that was covering her mouth and this time I let her pull it down.

“Eric, that was too much,” she whimpered quietly.

I smiled.

“Eric, say something. What’s wrong with you?” she said as she reached up to push my mask up my face. Her eyes were now wide and searching as she looked at me.

She took my face into her hands and looked deeply into my now-blue eyes and confusion crossed her face again.


I shook my head at her again and smiled. She placed her hands on my chest and tried to push me back. Before she realized what was happening, I spun her once again to face the wall and she yelped out.

“I don’t know what you’re doing, but I don’t like this anymore. Eric, stop it!”

I pulled her hands behind her back and she began struggling in earnest. She opened her mouth and began to spew obscenities and I brought my hand back up to cover her mouth. I leaned against her pressing her body into the wall as I rubbed my length against her back once again.

“Shh, Sookeh, it’s all right sweetheart,” I whispered.

At the sound of my voice, her body stilled completely.

“Bill?” her muffled voice said under my fingers.

“Yes, Darling. It nearly brought tears to my eyes that your body remembered my touch. I knew I could bring you more pleasure than Northman ever could. We will make love now, sweetheart, as we used to,” I purred into her neck.

“Bill! Please!” her muffled mouth cried.

“Oh my sweet, you do not need to beg. I will give you what you want. It is what we both want. You are mine,” I said before beginning to kiss down her neck and nip at her shoulder.

Her body struggled against me and I knew she was getting back into the game. Only this time she knew it was me and I wasn’t hiding behind that face of that ogre Northman any longer. My disguise had fallen away and she could see me. Although, I suspected she knew it all along. Her body would never have reacted with such passion and abandon as it had only moments ago had she not.

I knew she had been waiting for me. It was simply impossible for her to get away from him. He was everywhere at all times. He smothered her and would not let me near her. It was fortune that found me outside her home the night she was speaking of the party with her friend. Eric was not around and I knew she knew I was there and listening. It was her way of telling me where to meet her when she could not say so openly for fear of his reaction. I smiled as I came out of my musings.

“Sookeh, I have missed you so much. I love you still. I am so glad you wanted me here with you tonight.”

I moved my hand from her mouth to caress her neck. There were tears of joy coming from her eyes and I could tell she wanted to speak to me.

“Bill, please. Please let go of my hands. I…I want to hold you. I’ve missed you, too,” she said sniffling.

I released her hands and turned her to face me. I took her hands in mine and brought them to my lips kissing them gently.

“My Darling,” I whispered to her placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

“Let me hold you, Bill. Please just let go of my hands. Please let me hold you,” she said as she tried to pull her hands from mine.

“I am content just to hold your hands as we are, Sookeh. Your beautiful, delicate fingers hold so much power just like you do over my heart.”

Her body was shaking now with anticipation. I could both feel and see it. Her eyes were wild with passion and I could see the wheels turning in her mind. I knew she was thinking of how we could get away together, away from him. Her tears continued to fall and I could feel she was growing afraid as the time ticked by.

“Shh. There is nothing to be afraid of. I will not let him harm you again. All you need to do is tell him that you wish to be with me and it is done. I know he has not allowed us to be near each other for fear of losing you.”

I felt her resolve then and she cleared her throat. She was determined now. I thought perhaps we could go to see him tonight after we made love. What she said next shocked me.

“I’m not afraid of him, Bill. He doesn’t hurt me and I’m not gonna leave him. I want you to let me go now. If you do, I won’t tell Eric about this. I promise. Just let me go and leave now,” she said gently.

“Sweetheart, you don’t know what you’re saying. Has he spelled you in some way? I will help you. I know a witch. She can undo whatever magic he has had placed on you.”

“No, Bill! I love Eric and I want to be with him! You and I will never be together again. It’s over!” she shouted.

It felt like a slap in the face and I released her hands as I took a step back. I searched her eyes and saw only truth. At once I was heartbroken. Tears began to trickle from my eyes as I looked at the love of my life who had just cast me aside for someone more powerful. There was no way to win her back. He had not been keeping her from me. She did not want me. More tears made their tracks down my face as realization washed over my entire being. I looked at her and she had not moved. She was staring at me with a cold, fierce look that I had not seen on her beautiful face directed at me. No tears fell from her eyes. She was not heartbroken at all. She was resolute.

I took a step toward her and saw her fingertips begin to crackle. I gripped her wrists and pushed them above her head at vampire speed holding them with one of my own.


“Bill, let me go! I will tell Eric everything if you don’t let me go now!” she demanded.

“Darling, you are in no position to make demands of me. You are mine. If you cannot see that then there is nothing left to be said.”

“I don’t know what you think you’re doing, Bill Compton, but you had better let me go this instant! Eric will kill you for this! I won’t go with you!” she yelled but her voice was tinged with fear.

“Oh, I see that now, my love. And you are right to be afraid, Sookeh. For if I cannot have you then neither shall he!” I growled as I thrust my hand inside her body and ripped her heart out.

Her face was a mask of shock as she stared into my eyes for the last time before her body went slack and she was only being held up by my hands on her wrists. Her head dropped forward and I let her body slide to the floor. I set her heart on the bed and returned to lift her limp body from the floor. I placed her with care on the bed and folded her hands neatly across her stomach. I looked at her peaceful sleeping form as I picked up her heart and kissed it reverently.

“Thank you, Sookeh. Thank you for giving your heart to me. As you have always had mine since the moment I saw you,” I said quietly before leaning over and kissing her plump lips for the last time.

I took one last look at her before opening the window and jumping silently outside to the lawn. I vamped a short distance away where I could still see the house holding my treasure close to my heart. Moments later I saw a blur fly to the ground and heard a growling roar as I watched Eric blur past into the house. I heard his loud voice bellowing her name. An instant later I heard a loud wail followed by agonized sobs.

I smiled to myself and took a long lick of my treasure tasting her sweet nectar that even now was still slightly warm. Only one thought ran through my mind as I sped off into the night holding her heart that was now mine alone.

“Come and get me, Northman…”


A/N: I hope you liked it! I know, I know Eric needs vengeance…maybe someday…for now, I would love to hear how YOU would punish Bill! Please leave a review and give me your worst!  LOL



18 Responses to My Heart is Yours

  1. Natsgirl says:

    I loved this story! It was bold and had that element of horror that keeps us shelling out our nickel at the movie theater. I got to the end, mumbling ‘no!no!no!’ Which is the mark of good horror in my estimation. Hard to do well, but you nailed it!

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  2. Holy shit! Did that just happen? When he ripped out her heart I was beyond shocked. …still am. Vengeance is coming for him in the form of Eric Northman and it will not be pretty. I can’t even fathom all the things I want to do to Bill right now.

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  4. Juicy says:

    I really enjoyed your story. Bill will definitely be paying with his life- unless of course Bill has another kind of magic something or another that will help him against Eric. Thank you for sharing !

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  5. I absolutely loved this during the writing challenge!
    I think it’s the perfect Halloween story-creepy and gruesome!
    Well what will I do to Mr.Bill Compton for vengeance?
    I could break his bones one at the time;
    Carve him like a Thanksgiving turkey with collodial silver;
    Defang him cut his dick and make him swallow it…
    Remove all his skin and then patiently wait until he heals to start all over again.
    What do you think?

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  6. fffbone says:

    Totally amazing story ! It was a true horror story IMO. Such a shock. Loved it so much.

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  7. fffbone says:

    Eric can’t turn her right? She can’t drink his blood. I guess vampires do have hearts.

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  8. ashmo2000 says:

    Great story, though it was heartbreaking(see how I did that😏). Eric shouldn’t chase after Beehl, keep tracks on him and remind him with notes or reminders of what Sookie liked, like her favorite flower. This should go on as long as possible. The neverending chase will drive Beehl crazy.

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  9. msbuffy says:

    I love this story, perfect elements of romance, surprise, horror, and sorrow. Fantastic! You have the greatest imagination!

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  10. fffbone says:

    Eric could go back to his roots. Punish Bill with a “Blood Eagle”. Over and over and over……..

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  11. kleannhouse says:

    oh boy, Bill needs to die a slow death. a vat of brine with silver leafing and then electrify it to stir it up and adhere to his body. then take him out, filet him and then start the process all over again. he can only have pigs blood to drink. Eric deserves justice. Bill is a pig. KY

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