Velkommen,

My name is Charles Iversen. I was born in the Northern European country of Denmark on June 4th, 1922.

I was privileged to be the first-born in my loving family. I had a beautiful mother and a hard working father; as well as two siblings, a younger brother, Elliot, and a little sister, Sienna.

As the first born male, my father always put a lot of pressure on me and wanted me to be a business partner at his law firm. He always insisted that a “real” man had a “real” career in order to live the best life possible and my choices consisted of being either a Doctor or a Lawyer. I found myself studying law books with my father and reading through his cases at all times. The facts, and files all seemed intriguing, easy even. My father was always so stunned when I asked the right questions or made the right accusations.  I always seemed to have a knack for knowing when people were lying or covering things up.

After completing secondary school, I parted ways with my family and went off to law school in Barcelona, Spain.  I immediately enjoyed everything that Spain had to offer me, the culture, the language, the art and literature. It was all so fascinating to me. I had dipped my toes into the beginning of the rest of my life.

My time in law school was both challenging and eye-opening. I was better at cracking cases than most of the students in my year. It was almost too easy, especially when we were taken to observe real cases in the Spanish courts. My father was so proud, as was my mother, but she missed me terribly. I told her I would come home shortly after finishing up law school that year.

Only that never happened. That very year, 1944, I met Makenna Geraldi. My whole life changed when this elegant woman waltzed into my life. I was dumbfounded by her personality and her beauty. I don’t recall ever having been so affected by a woman. We shared two years worth of irreplaceable moments together. I had called back home, raving about her to my family. Makenna and I were in love, but our budding romance was short lived when she told me she had some pressing family issues and changes she had to undergo soon.

She told me I could wait for her if I wanted to. I chose to wait, not knowing she would be gone a whole year. It was the toughest year to get through, but she came back to me, just as she had promised.

She was different when she came back, there was a certain beauty about her that my eyes had not yet known. She opened up to me about her transformation and her family, I could tell she was being honest with me and although this was foreign to me, I chose to stay with her. I loved her despite her blood lust and new porcelain skin.

We spent three years together, she as a vampire, and I as a human. She taught me about her new lifestyle and walked me through what I needed to know; the pros and cons of becoming what she was, but I had already decided. June 1st of 1949, days before my birthday, Makenna changed me herself.

Vampirism, this ability to live forever with my love has opened a door of opportunity for me. I’m now fluent in Danish, English, Spanish, Portuguese, and Italian, and I have a sincere appreciation for culture, art, and diversity. I’m also a lie detector, improving my abilities day by day.   

We’re nomads, traveling the world. We never stay in one place too long. I continue to work as a Legal Assistant at multiple legal firms internationally while Makenna works as a curator for the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Be sure to get in touch with us should you ever want to visit.