03 Wednesday Apr 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Supernatural Fiction, Writing
Blood”s Captive
His confession of love delivered an electric shock to my system which was followed by a passionate kiss.
When forced his tongue into my mouth, I could taste his blood. I struggled to pull away but he sealed me in his arms.
A vicious dance broke out as I attempted to free myself and with his blood pooling in my mouth.
Overwhelmed by his force, there was no turning back.
I absorbed his sweet life.
29 Friday Mar 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Supernatural Fiction, Vampires, Werewolves, Writing
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79-Words Daily, Run This Town, Supernatural, Supernatural Fiction, Vampires, Werewolves, Writing
Miscalculation (Run This Town- Part I)
The arena lights burned into the center of the ring. Sydney was on the left and Rocko the right.
The action came rapid, the wolf charged the immortal at full speed. It was like a violent ballet; all the leaps, jumps and lunges but this was not entertainment.
Someone had to die.
Rocko miscalculated move cost him; Sydney drove her fangs into his neck.
A winner was proclaimed and the game was over.
For now.
20 Wednesday Mar 2013
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Ration
I raced downtown on foot, hoping that I would beat the rush. Instead, I was forced to stand in line.
Shit. I was starving.
An hour later, a portly woman named Janet served up my allowance as I watched the electric blue vein in her neck throbbed. My fangs released with fervor.
“Don’t get staked…again, Nero.” She warned as she handed me my blood pouch.
I guess she was still bitter from our last encounter.
19 Tuesday Mar 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Supernatural Fiction, Vampires, Vincent, Writing
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79-Words Daily, Blood, Love, Story Development, Vampires, Vincent, Writing
Pupil
We walked the park like a couple; his hand in mine and my head on his shoulder. The love that radiated from us concealed the reality that we were on the prowl.
A jogger made a turn down a dusky pathway under the bridge. “Him.” He said. I nodded then pulled away to tail him.
That jogger’s blood was perfection.
When I recovered, Vincent observed his student.
“Well done, my love.” He beamed. “Well done.”
13 Wednesday Mar 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Supernatural Fiction, Vampires, Writing
Revelation
We watched the flat screen television with baited breath. A press conference had been scheduled to discuss an incident that left the world in a stupor. We knew the truth but we were forced to hide.
Finally the conference started with a woman dressed in a slate gray skirt suit stepping up to the podium. I drowned out her mindless banter and waited to hear the truth.
The words came out slowly, “Yes, vampires exist.”
03 Sunday Mar 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Writing
Dealmaker
My desk was scattered with police files; the missing person cases were dwindling while the murder cases were piling up.
I had managed to keep my cool when the Captain asked me to take one the cases but as more familiar faces surfaced in the death pool, I couldn’t take it anymore.
A deal was a deal. He reminded me of this all too often.
And to think, I was doing it all for blood.
01 Friday Mar 2013
Posted in Writing
Hey everyone! Happy Friday and Happy Release Day to me!
©2013 Zodyac Images for Geisha Cafe Publishing
Today my second short story, “Stranger: Rebirth” is available for the Kindle for just $1.99!
This story is truly me in my element. Supernatural fiction is my love, I believe that it is my calling and I have truly dedicated much of my writing (if you have noticed lol) to it. I am so excited (and very nervous) to share this story and my work in general with the world.
There was a point in time when I was so scared to share my writing with strangers (no pun intended) but as time has progressed, I have realized that not only is life too short but you have to chase your dreams and while you’re chasing them, you’re bound to fall or stumble a few times. You cannot fear the rejection that you have not received yet.
Please remember that.
So with that said, I hope that you all enjoy this story. Please support new and current authors when you can.
To purchase “Stranger:Rebirth” click here.
Stay blessed all!
21 Thursday Feb 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Writing
The Test
I was terrified when he locked me in the room. I was ordered to stay there until I finished; he said this was my first challenge.
Faint whimpers bounced off the walls and I could smell his fear seeping from his flesh.
The darkness allowed me an easy kill but my conscious was testing me. I knelt down beside him, stroked his sweat drenched hair and sighed.
“It’ll be over soon, trust me.” I growled.
12 Tuesday Feb 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Writing
Sullen Goodbye
She found me at the balcony. “Your father isn’t well.”
“He’s fine.” I countered. “He banished me.” My mother turned away to hide her tears.
“This is insane, Dorian. I know that you would never do anything to hurt us.” I nodded then kissed my mother’s forehead.
“If only you could have defended me with such passion earlier. Goodbye, Mother.” I leaped from the balcony, disappeared into the night and started to forget my family.
10 Sunday Feb 2013
Posted in 79-Word Story, Vampires, Writing
Hey everyone!
I pray everyone had a great weekend. Mine is winding down with my motherly duties as I prep the babies for a new week of school. I do have a some 79-Word stories to post but I will do that tomorrow and I know the title says that this is prompt #5, so that means I have yet to post #4 (I just realized that lbvs) So I will post #4 tomorrow too.
But for now, here is my fifth writing prompt. Enjoy all!
“Bitten”
The women had been on me all night long and I challenged each of them to see who was really down for me like they claimed. She was the one that stuck around just after two in the morning when we finally made our way to my place.
She had controlled her liquor all night long and even managed to drive and speak in complete sentences. Something about this woman intrigued me but I was never the type to admit shit like that.
I sat on the couch, preparing to pour myself a cup of my own personal elixir when she plopped down beside me; her leather skirt hiked up and I caught a full view of her substantial thighs. My mouth watered as my mind took her body elsewhere and I’ll be damned if the stiffness between my legs didn’t double in size.
“What’s up?” I asked casually while trying to look in her eyes. She shook her head then spoke.
“Nothing.” She crossed her legs which maneuvered her closer to me and placed her hand on my chest. “What does it take to get here?” I glanced down at where her hand laid then returned to her dark eyes.
“You don’t want to know.” I admitted.
“Yes I do. What does it take? I want it.” Her voice was soft but carried some serious weight. It wasn’t like she was the first woman who had ever asked me such a question and she was not the first woman who appeared to be willing to do whatever it took to get to me. The real problem lied in the initiation.
So few women were willing to go through it and those that did, quickly backed down after the first round and regretted it. Maybe it was the life I lived that turned them away or maybe they just realized that my fucking heart was not that damn great after all. But this one, I could smell the determination oozing from her, or maybe that was just her arousal. Either way, she was ready.
“You want to know what it takes?”
“Yes.” She purred. “Tell me.”
“I’d rather show you.” I grinned. She nodded and I proceeded to mix my drink. She watched me with fevered intensity before I handed her the red plastic cup and told her to drink.
“What is it?” She asked then took a deep inhale into the cup.
“It’s non-toxic.” I assured. “If you wanna know what it takes then you must drink this.” Her hesitation faded and I watched her down the first cup.
Three cups in and my girl was a champ. The elixir had done its job to mellow her and me out even further than we were which was exactly what I needed in order to proceed with the launch. We had managed to make our way to my bedroom; she lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling fan, mentally counting the rotations. I was on the edge of the bed waiting for her courage to kick in.
“What time is it?” She finally asked me.
“Don’t know. Don’t care.” Her soft giggle was elevated by the elixir and her sexual high.
“So can I have it now?” I peered at her over my shoulder. She rolled onto her stomach then crawled toward me. Her hands snaked up my back and onto my chest while tongue danced across my neck.
The elixir had me going too; her tongue felt like waves of electricity. In seconds our lips were locked and my tongue invaded her mouth. The drunken passion was contagious as limbs became tangled and sexual desires revealed themselves within the darkness.
In the height of sensual releases, I pulled her close to me to whisper in her ear. “You want my heart?” I asked.
“Yes.” She moaned.
“It won’t be easy.”
“I don’t care. I’ll do anything.” She was certainly the first to say that. “Anything.” She repeated, thus sealing the deal on her commitment.
“Then all you need to do is say ‘yes.’” Without hesitation, she said the word breathlessly and I sunk my teeth into her neck as our climaxes fused into one. She gasped, digging her nails deep into my back but not fighting the process. I pulled away and looked into her eyes. “We’re not done. There is one thing that I need from you.”
“Anything.” She managed to utter.
“Meet my boys.” I said. Her eyes doubled into size as they filed in with their fangs at the ready. A film of terror covered her eyes but I stroked her hair the same as I assured her, “I know there are a lot of them but you said that you want my heart and in order for you to get that, you must let each of them savor you.”
Her body shook in my arms and a single tear fell from her left eye. She thought she was ready to take on a mystery. She believed that she could tame something that lacked control and she thought that she could obtain the heart of the heartless but she couldn’t. No one could.
