Blood Lust — Tricia Andersen

She doesn't believe she has a soul.
She believes it was stolen from her when that bastard turned her into the creature she is now.
But little does she know, she does. What is there isn't dark and twisted, defiled by the lust for blood. She is pure and loving, with a body and attitude that arouses me every moment of the day. And I will move universes and defy my father and mother to make her into something I'm worthy of loving, someone that will stay by my side through eternity.
I will fight the forces of the gods to make her mine. I won't stop until she belongs to me forever. And how am I, just a mere fighter, going to do that?
Because, baby, I'm a god.