Well, ideas have been spamming my mind so I'm just gonna have to spam the community ;)
It was useless, she knew, as her fangs tipped with venom pierced the soft, yielding flesh of Jonah's white neck. Useless to resist. For the first time in decades Kaya's tongue tasted the sweet, venomous blood of a human being. She knew she shouldn't. Her head bowed, she drank deeply as Jonah groaned something in her ear. Her throat, which had been parched for decades, was filled to the brim with luscious, invigorating liquid gold. She retracted her fangs and pulled her face away from his neck, blood dripping from her lips.
"Kaya," he gasped.
Her aquamarine eyes flared icily as they turned on him. She was wiping the blood from her lips, tasting it with her tongue and shuddering in ecstasy. "Yes?"
Jonah watched her skin glow as his blood fed her, made her strong. She was the shining angel in his mind's eye. She was beautiful. Beautiful even in death, and he knew his blood would be her killer. He reached for her hair and twisted it around his hand, pulling her to him. "I'm going to kill you."
Her lips, reddened by the stains, brushed his. "I know, but you also made everything worth it."
"Everything?" He asked, his uncertainty getting the best of him.
"I've waited decades for my throat not to burn this way, for someone to accept who I was, and I've found that. I've found it with you." She smiled at him.
He hugged her close to him, craving the coldness her skin offered. "I'm sorry for those decades of loss and torture," he told her gravely. "I'm sorry this was how it had to end."
She curled into his body. "Don't be."
It didn't take long then. The poisons of the human ingenious worked quickly on Kaya's body. First, the paralysis where she could only stare at him while he helplessly looked on. Second, the tragedy that was the hunger she could feel burning her insides. She was screaming in pain, but unable to grab him and pierce his flesh once more. Third, the consumption of never satiated hunger. The light from her eyes dulled to black, and she was never seen to rise again.
Jonah held her, crying over her lifeless body. Immortality the legends said, but sometimes the legends can change. He knew there was a way to save her, but he didn't tell her. Was it cruelty, or was it that he was trying to protect her? He didn't know. You couldn't really know anything in the world anymore; not when the predators were your own soul.
Hey guys, sorry for the sudden spamming of all my stuff, but I was wondering what you thought about this little thing? I guess it could be the ending of a story that I've had roaming around in my mind for awhile. Basically, it's a post-apocalypic vampire story (I know, don't start groaning on me yet!) and the population on the earth has decreased dramatically, but the most important part is that it's 50% humans, 50% vampires. A few years before the apocalypse humans were tinkering with ways to prevent bloodsuckers from killing them or turning them, but of course that didn't work out. Natural selection did though. Humans began developing an immunity to vampires so that if they drink their blood they'll die from it. No glittering in sunlight, I promise. Vamps have been living in small communities or covens and Kaya's one of those girls that lives in a coven. She's a bit unusual from her eyes to her sense of smell. Jonah is a human that stumbles into the coven unaware, but he tells them he knows of a way to save them from wasting away with thirst as they all have been. Other than that I don't have much to it right now. But let me know what you think!