My eyes were well adjusted to the dark. I could see them in their throes of passion. “What if we showed them what true ecstasy was?” I don’t wait...
“Why is it I never have trouble seducing women?” I grumble as we walk along. “By all means. Feel free to make this a teachable moment if you...
“I guess a different tactic is in order,” I lean over and whisper to Cuthbert. I turn and take on a uwu girlie persona. Flirting heavily. “Hey...
We walked along the wharf. In the distance, I see a group of three young men. I can see they are passing a bottle of what I can only assume is...
“Dwn by the wharf? There are plenty of mine to choose from.”
“I am afraid not,” I say trying to be respectful. “Perhaps you could enlighten me? Maybe over a meal?”
I watch him bow, never taking my eyes off him. “Cuthbert, that’s not a common first name where I’m from. However, there is an actress who has that...
I look at him feeling a bit more at ease. “No, I am from the U.S.”
I am taken aback. Nervously, I think of how to respond. I don’t want to give away any more information than I have to. “Yes, quite a few people...
I step back. This man makes me nervous. Perhaps I should head back to the safety of the car. I’m sure Clara could provide me with some blood,...
I shiver, but not from the cold. “Who’s there?” As I peer into the darkness, I call upon the blood to heighten my senses. I’m not a fighter. A...
I look out into the night. I am a true hunter now. The most dangerous game. Well, Connell didn’t realize Vampires existed when he wrote that. I...
It's no use crying over spilled blood. “Clara, let's find me something to drink. And let's avoid the clubs, shall we?”
I relay what I can remember about the woman. That’s why she was in her early 40s, maybe like 30s. She was highly attractive. I didn’t get a sir...
“Yes, well, I was feeling… a bit thirsty… and Clara suggested going back to the club… I wasn’t feeling it. Bad memories… and then I had a very,...
“I was having quite an immense amount of fun,” I begin to grow fearful of how this will go. “But it seems I have a problem. A few nights ago… I...
I would go pale if I weren’t already a deathly shade. I pick up the phone and dial Hector. I feel existential dread as I listen to the ring...
“Clara,” I begin, hating myself for what I might be suggesting. “Damian, the boy that well you know… his mother… she saw me leaving the club…” I...
I wince and remember the boy I had killed. “Is there somewhere else similar? It’s just…” I trail off mad at myself, that I cannot remember his...
I stare out the window. “No wonder I haven’t heard of the band, and in the 90s, only Oasis crossed over to the US with any success. Grunge was the...
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