Flawless Time Pt 7
The wind rushed through my long hair as I ran, I had to keep checking Sam was alright but he seemed...ok.
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The wind rushed through my long hair as I ran, I had to keep checking Sam was alright but he seemed...ok.
Silhouettes in the moonlight. Bodies entwined. Lovers of the night. Wild lust combined. Quenching a thirst. Taking a bite. He drinks first. keeping her in sight. He gives her eternity.
(I have a bit of an obsession with vampires:3) My name is Valentina. My skin so cold and pale. The sunlight kills me, night time is when I shine. I follow behind you, you can't even see...
I don't fear death. I've long since accepted my mortality.
Pain laced through him as the blade dug deep into his flesh. He locked his jaw refusing to give her satisfaction. He felt warm liquid run down his chest knowing all to well it was his blood.
Tick,Tock Tick, Tock Time goes on and on And I play along It's a bittersweet endeavor To have life forever I'm haunted every day For my lover will leave while I...
The vampire watched the shadows lengthen and dart across the room. He knew the dawn was coming and could see the sun's rays loom. A thousand years of darkness was a thousand years too much.
#nightdwellers In the dark shadows of the night a dark figure roams slowly hidden and out of the moonlight It walks through the dark preferring it to twilight.
Evilyn Verin was born in the early 1400's to a middle class family of Dark witches... She has an older sister, as well as an older brother... Her father ruled with an "iron fist" as did her mother...
My strength was unsapped; i was untouched by disease and decay. At first i revelled in my longlevity. I marvelled at my unnaturalness. I lived a dozen lifetimes, one after another.
*100th Opuss*. Drip drip, tick tock. Time is just one big clock. Colors all iridescent. An old nation, a new discovery. A new invention, an old story. Things change fast. But I can remember the past.
Prim looked down at her pearl necklace. She counted the beads. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5," she would carry on until 15. Each day she added a new one.
Daywalker and Darkman were musing over lunch Bacon sarnies I believe, rind with extra crunch I believe, said Darkman slowly, that if you left the light The world would be a better place, everlasting...
It always amazes me to see what people make of the word vampire?. Most peole imagine the stories by Bram Stoker or Anne Rice or the latest offering by Charline Harris.