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Alec's P. O. V. She stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself in disbelief. Her face was completely expressionless making it hard to read her. "Are you ok?," I asked.
All I can remember after "touching ground" is seeing Alec. I remember seeing his blood shot eyes as he brushed my hair from my face. A sharp pain surged through out my body.
Joint poem with @sjw Sienna,writing alternating lines,guess who wrote which lines.
Every morning I wake, dazed and confused, She has left me alone again, I feel so used. Nothing to show, but these bloody bites, They fill me with chills, unsure dark nights.
Happy 700th birthday, I never get old, the world revolves around me, my skin deathly cold.
Blood stained lips Pale white skin 3 dead brides No living kin. Long sharp teeth Nails to match Hair as dry As cottage thatch. Long black cloak Hides from daylight The original creature Of the night.
In the cold dark nights. The winds blow. Shivers up my arms. The seas flow. Cut and slice. The pumpkins. They are surrounded by vampires. With their sins. The night before Halloween is all still.
#sequel to @ckahn's piece, Taste Timeless Night.
Midnight, on all hallow's eve,. Her realm and time to wake,. Blackest eyes of charcoal jet,. Your soul is her's to take,. Her hair is all but spider silk,. Her skin, translucent, pale,.
Last night, the masquerade ball.I felt your touch and wanted it all. Precious face and lips so sweet, little did I know what I would meet.
#halloweenparty. I want your blood. I am bad ass. I'm down and dirty. I ain't got no class. I thirst for it. I want it now. I don't care where. I don't care how. I want your blood. I want to feast.
A man with a penchant to bite. A creature with alabaster skin. He moves at a constant speed of light. And blood trickles from his grin. His remorse is replaced by his hunger.
#alias #halloweenparty As the scary night draws near, You may have reason to be in fear. For the alias I shall don Is "Overchill" - a fearful one.
Something wicked this way comes. Gathering all it's power. Amid the rats and crashing waves. The crew it has devoured. A tempest rages towards the land. With thunder up ahead.
Wow this changes the story a LOT!!. There were loads of boys dancing with girls music was booming loudly and it smelled of alcohol. Lizzie just walked off with a bunch of random boys.
I am pale, paler than you thought I would be... I am young, youth eternal flows within me. I lunge. You jerk away, eyes wide with panic. I strike!. Your body a machine and I, The Mechanic. The Pain.
#description. A loner. Who's hardly ever seen. Skin as pale. as vanilla ice cream. A nocturnal creature. Who owns the moonlight. You don't want to meet him. in the middle of the night. A predator.
#descriptive As I walk into the mystical woods my petite feet make the autumn leaves crunch. I pause for a moment worried about what lies ahead in this endless fantasy.
She rose from the ashes. With a thirst for blood. Left to die on the battlefield. In decay and mud. Once a rainbow. Now steely grey. She has the strength and courage. To seek out her prey.
The next day we awoke and set of into the forest, following the wolves again. I drank from a deer at lunch time. Marcus was hungry so I encouraged him to try it my way.
Lips so wide and tangled hair, Face holds her unnerving stare, Tipped white fangs and darting tongue, So very old, yet she seems young.
-uploaded it earlier but accidentally deleted it!- I smile grimly, looking at the whitecoats. Sometimes my time with them isn't fun. It isn't nice. It doesn't get my adrenaline rushing.
I knew, facing the demon before me, that it was my time to die. He might have been handsome at one point, but now he was a monster. There was nothing human in those eyes.
#NightDwellers Crystal skin, As smooth as glass, Hair so thick, A wanton mass. Wanton eyes, Pursed, plump lips, Dang'rous curves, Swaying hips.