Created By
Rate this Story
Embed
|
+
5
|
Poisoned 5 |
|
+
7
|
Poisoned 4 |
|
+
5
|
Tear me apart. |
|
+
7
|
Poisoned. 3 |
|
+
5
|
Poisoned 2 |
|
+
2
|
Testrifficans. |
|
+
7
|
Poisoned 1 |
|
+
8
|
Poisoned. |
|
+
2
|
Corrupted Innocence. -sneek peak- |
|
+
1
|
I saw you with a noose;6 |
|
+
2
|
I saw you with a noose;5 |
|
+
4
|
I saw you with a noose;4 |
|
+
5
|
I saw you with a noose; 3 |
|
+
6
|
I saw you with a noose. |
|
+
4
|
I saw you with a noose. |
|
+
10
|
Immortal Infamy |2| |
|
+
9
|
Immortal Infamy |
|
+
1
|
I am the monster. 2 |
|
+
6
|
I am the monster. |
|
+
10
|
Your suicide |
|
I am the monster.
|
Chapter one-
I am the monster.
I am the monster.
I am what everyone fears at night.
They hang garlic in there windows beliving it will deter me.
But it won't, my only threat is the sun. And fire of course.
But the people of this tiny village called Browning don't see me until dusk falls over this town.
Out of this picturesque town, Im the taint.
With my pale skin, my bronze curls, and my simple yet rich attire, I have the towns ladies falling at my feet.
Maybe its the way my hazel eyes burn into them as I catch their fragrance.
I can hear their blood pulse to places covered by their dresses.
They smile, noticing my peircing gaze, and I lure them away.
Into the back of the Tavern.
In their stupor, they are slow to react to the caress of my hand as it tilts their head to the side.
Exposing their neck. The smell, diffrent to each young, innocent girl.
I listen as they're blood rushes, and that moment of sheer horror in their eyes when their mouth opens to that perfect O.
Before they can manage a scream of terror, I sink my fangs into their neck. Peircing the succulant, throbbing flesh.
Then its the quiet that drops over us. Her woarm thick blood flows into my mouth, as I sink in harder, pulling her life from her.
Utter bliss and I grip her, pressing her into the brick of the Tavern. The moon lighting us.
The same orgasmic, pleasuring feeling washes over me everytime I feed.
And I pull away, hearing her heart beat slow, her gasps becoming hollow, now, just like her cheeks.
And I leave her in the back alley way, lying on the cobblestones, as the night becomes darker.
And her soul floats away, her body die, and she turns to dust. Nothing left but a pile of gray ashes.
Of course the ashes are carried away by the midnight wind, so there is nothing left.
Dissapreances are all over the town because of me.
I am the killer.
Ruthless and swifty in my movements.
No one has ever suspected me.
Because in the daylight I cease to exist.
The night is my playground, it's my territory.
And nobody plays with Karisus Rolequaers' territory.
Because I am the vampire.
Comments
| On July 3rd 2008 KimSmallwood Said : | |
|
|
ah love it! [the vampire aspect alone is enough to get me to read it but its also very well written.] kmp!! |
| On June 28th 2008 shadyishott Said : | |
|
|
nice if u write more KMPP |
| On June 27th 2008 toroc Said : | |
|
|
coolies |


