Stolen by the Necromancer

Nero
She’s Beautiful. She’s innocent.
And she’s about to be all mine.
From the moment of her birth, I’d been watching.
I'd been waiting for her twenty-first birthday, when her powers would mature, making her ripe for the harvest.
And that day has finally come and I’m about to claim what is mine.

Genevieve
I’ve always felt I was different than the other girls.
I’m sure they sensed it too, so they never wanted anything to do with me.
For most of my life, it upset me that I was always the outcast, but now that I’m in college, getting excellent grades with a bright future to look forward to, the loneliness isn’t quite as painful.
Lately, however, I’ve been feeling off. Anxious. As if something life-changing was about to happen.
Disturbing dreams plague my nights, while I’m consumed with the feeling of being watched during the daytime.

I was starting to think that what people said about me was right and that I was crazy. But then he appeared in my dorm room, a man too beautiful to be human, claiming me as his.