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Mirror Image - A human hull transformed into an everlasting prince of the night, a Vampire. So much is gained, but not without loss.

One with so many powers is now powerless to gaze into a simple looking glass.  What does this malaise represent? No turning back? A release from mankind, yet the need for mankind in order to survive?

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Widow Maker - The city lay shrouded in the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white. The year was 2785.  Vincent’s keen eyesight cut through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings like a guided laser.  He was searching for something lost, something that he would probably never reclaim.  

The Haunted House - "Over here, I tell you!  The coffin is over here!"  Mona rolled her eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle. . . .

The Crying Veil - Anna's eyes widened in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly covered with blood - drops of blood.  She detected crying, pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony....

Featured Gypsy Stories

Werewolf Meets a Gypsy - Once upon a time there lived a sweet werewolf and a cranky old gypsy.  The werewolf had come to accept his curse with time, deciding to make the best out of a bad situation.  No sense in remaining bitter about his wolf curse and full moons.   

The Crystal Ball - A gypsy caravan had been through the area last night leaving behind a fog so thick that one could cut it with a knife.

Caravan of Gypsies - Ten tipsy gypsies set off for adventure one summer day.  A few steps down the road, they met a man selling tambourines.   

Gypsy King - Once upon a time there lived a naughty gypsy king named Ferka.  Gypsy King Ferka did not like rules one little bit.  For example, whenever he walked on a sidewalk, rather than avoiding all the cracks so he wouldn't chance breaking his mother's back, Gypsy King Ferka stepped on all the sidewalk cracks.  

Silver Dollar Gypsy - Syeira was a beautiful gypsy who loved nothing more than belly dancing the night away.   

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The Fog - Adam strained to catch a glimpse of Mary Ann's face through the shrouded midst as the fog was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. It was his fault that he'd put her in harm's way...

The Wishing Well - Danny looked down at the ripples skimming over the top of the large wishing well in which he'd just tossed in a slug.  It wasn't that he didn't have a penny, or a nickel, a dime or quarter - it's just that wishing  wells were a bunch of crock.

Chaldar's Conquest - Midnight. All Hallow's Eve. The sound of a nighthawk in the distance suddenly mixed with the eerie screams of the children stalking the streets in ridiculous costumes like wild rats on the loose.

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Start by sifting through the links that will lead you through the Sky at Dawn vampire, werewolf, gypsy, alien and ghost stories. We even have some spooky tales about skeletons running amuck - as well as original gothic poems.  Fact is - you are  the electronic vampire hunter!

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Code of the Fang - Hot, deserted, evil-ridden desert!  What had possessed him to hole up in Texas?  

The Vampire & The Cowboy - He had ridden so far, so long, that Jack's thighs still smelled of smoked leather from the saddle that sat astride his twenty-year old mare, Ladonya.  And the horse wasn't happy about the extended ride.  She had been blowing through her nostrils at him for the last ten minutes, the last gust a gnat's nostril from Jack's ear.  

Blood on the Snow - Mary encounters a strange lady in the local library with a haunting look and message which could lead to her final demise.....

The Old Bat - Kate didn’t walk as straight as she used to.  Old age had settled in, and along with it a case of painful arthritis.  She felt a bit like the large city she had become embedded inside; lost, lonely, ancient.  It hadn’t been that way eighty years ago when her family had settled here.  She had been ten, and the city had been enjoying its infancy. 

The Day of Death - A witch grants an old man three wishes.  

Mother Minnie & the Vampire - Mother Minnie has a nice, kind and soft-hearted vampire living next door - a peach of a guy who is always ready to lend a hand around the house.  However, Minnie's kids are not so impressed.

Vampire Show-Stopper, Let the Show Begin - Buck had buckteeth. Zen snarled as he viewed him standing on stage, looking like an overgrown Texas jackrabbit! What had possessed Henry to choose this ugly boy for the part?

Beauty is Only Skin Deep - The Hound & the Fox was THE popular place to be for hair styling, massages, and body wraps.  Zelda’s two-year success story was phenomenal, turning a run-down cottage into a booming business, and going it alone at that.

Please Won't You be My Neighbor - Neighbors.  Drake Jones suddenly regretted moving to the suburbs.  It wasn’t a good place for vampires to live, and he was paying dearly for that mistake.

The Ethnic Vampire Wars - A thick layer of fog lay captive in the valley below the castle.  It was the Ethnic Vampire Wars.  

The Rat Within - The flame of the candle flickered through the darkened hole of a window, the only evidence that the tiny cottage was occupied.  Mammoth-sized rats had slowly eaten their way through the thatched roof, allowing the elements of nature to steal inside.  

Fashion Statement - Vampires - Vincent revolved his dark head slightly, moving his eyes mysteriously over the crowd.  They loved him, without a doubt.  His popularity was certainly nothing to scoff about.  But would they love him still, if they knew that he was a vampire?  

Pretty In Pick - “Right here – pile it on right cheer,” the hick told Qieu, pointing his half-full fork of spaghetti to his plate.   

Goat's Pine Box Ah-La Mode - Goat lived in a valley that was sparsely clothed with pines, red cedars, and sumac that turned a vivid red each autumn.  As so was the season, for autumn had settled in for a brief visit that soon would welcome winter.   

Sweet Tooth, Sweet Fangs - Quinn studied the box of chocolates, finding them irresistible.  

Vampire Online - Jewel entered the chatroom, settling in for a relaxing night of frivolous chatter.  The chats were always entertaining, and a pretty brainless way to chill out for the evening.

Oh, My Aching Fang! - “Ouch!  Don’t touch it!  Get away from me, you old sawbones!”  

“Quit being such a baby,” Monique hissed, her beautiful pale face mere inches from Sandar's.  “Well, it’s settled, dear.  You’re going to need a dentist.”

Vampire For Hire - It wasn’t easy, obtaining a decent night job.  In the first place, not many businesses were willing to do interviews for the night slots during the late evening hours, after the sun went down.  Being a vampire, that was the only time when Jase could face the world – during the dark of night, that is.  

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The Vampire Bat, el Desmodus rotundas - Blood sucking demon? Flying devil? Parasite from hell? Could these cruel descriptions be related to our little winged friend, the Vampire Bat? Yes, I'm afraid so. However, the myths and legends that portray these winged lovelies are highly exaggerated.  

 

Transformation of a Vampire - You see him in the black night, at first an ominous silhouette cloaked by the sheen of a silver moon high overhead.  The unique power of transformation is one of the most alluring talents of a Vampire…

 The shadow abruptly transforms from what appeared to be a man, into a wolf then vanishes into the night. For a moment, you believe you have imagined this phenomena but your sixth sense tells you that you've just crossed paths with a Vampire.

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Featured Werewolf Stories

Dances With Wolfbane - If you will look closely within these shrouded walls, you will see a castle knitted into a cove.  Below the castle lies no gate, lies no walls, lies no clinging ivy - but a thatch of wolfbane, a wilting thatch of wolfbane.  And within the castle walls resides Shernoff, man about the town by day, werewolf by night...

Nine Inch Nails - One hot August night, Sally examined her hands under the full moon sailing high overhead. She detested her hands, in particular her nails.  So boxy, so brittle, so wavy and too short.   

Cane Walker  - Once upon a time there was a young man obsessed with canes.  During the holidays, he bought out all the candy canes in town.     

Unchained Werewolf - Sebastian dimmed the lantern he had been swinging from his extended arm, trying to catch sight of what was making a hideous howling noise in the distance.  The near distance, at that...  

Six Pack Wolf Pack -  Original Werewolf poem by Sky Taylor.  

Moon Hunters - Charlie was a werewolf.  Had been since his early forties.  Situated on the edge of a precipice, he gazed upon the village below which he now knew was a pooling of idiots, blinded by evil - the evil that now hunted him.  

Shadow Rider -  The night was young.  The yellow sun had vacated the cloudless sky a short hour ago leaving behind a shroud of intense heat.  

There Wolf!  -There was something extremely odd about Dafney's date. He had an awful lot of hair, his upper lip kept quavering like a horse in heat, and he smelled a bit....wild, as if he'd been sleeping outdoors with a pack of wolves.  

Midnight, Twilight, Daylight - Midnight.  Joe was preparing for his transformation as he glimpsed a full yellow moon flying high overhead through his open penthouse window.  He was three flights up, feeling closer to the moon than to the street below, but the jump from the window would be a piece of cake once the transformation occurred.  

The Companion -   "Helene, I asked before I boarded to come here if I could bring my companion with me and you said yes-"  

I Want to Eat a Sheep - Little Sheep stood contentedly munching on the tender green grass of the valley floor as the sun sank in the western sky. Night would soon capture the day, but at least a full moon hung high overhead.  Sheep liked full moons for they were bright and helped in keeping the wild wolves at bay.

Featured Gypsy Stories

The Gypsy Tearoom - What does a gypsy love more than anything in the universe?   

The Legend of Pumpkin Carving - According to legend of pumpkin carving, beginning sundown on October 31st through November 1st marked a thinning of the veil separating earth from the realm of the dead....

Sea Gypsy  - There once lived a gypsy that was so fond of the sea that his friends nicknamed him the Sea Gypsy.    

Beneath a Gypsy Moon -  A full moon hung high over the night corridor.  The screech of a barn owl could be heard in the distance and it eerily mingled with the metal chimes of the dancing gypsy.   She had arrived alone this evening beneath a full moon that bore a misted halo and the promise of rain.  And there she danced before the small crowd of used car salesmen.  

Featured Ghost Stories

You have arrived at a haunted portal - Where the Four Winds Meet, a frigid collection of ghostly tales. Before you begin, turn out the lights, grab your favorite scented candle and light it, and a tasty mug of something decadent because once you begin reading, you can't quit....

Widow Maker - The city lay shrouded in the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white. The year was 2785.  Vincent’s keen eyesight cut through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings like a guided laser.  He was searching for something lost, something that he would probably never reclaim.   

The Haunted House - "Over here, I tell you!  The coffin is over here!"  Mona rolled her eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle. . . .   

The Crying Veil - Anna's eyes widened in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly covered with blood - drops of blood.  She detected crying, pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony....  

The Lace Curtain - The graveyard lay in the misted distance.  Kayla fingered the dingy lace curtain with high anticipation of catching a glimpse of the apparition that had appeared nightly for the last thirty days.  It had began on the first of the month.  This month.  This unusually hot and blustery October month.   

Poisoned Ivy - The moaning grew louder, emitting eerily from the forest walls.  Ti wasn't so certain anymore that the noise was the sound of lovers, as the area was a cove for kindling romance.  Had he not known better, he would have sworn the sound was the sound of a ghost!

A Short Ghost Story - The incandescent moon hung low over the still sea as Jared sat transfixed, staring at the disturbing mob of lights in the distance.  "A sea ghost?" he asked himself, his thoughts churning whereas the sea was not.  It certainly appeared to be a ghost.

Peeping Tom - Jack readjusted the lenses on the telescope so that he could better focus on Ms. Katy Lane.  Being ten stories up in a high-rise had its advantages. For one, Ms. Lane took no precautions in closing her blinds.

Finders Keepers - "What do you think that it is?" Jessica asked Sam, eyeing the golden object that was shaped like an egg.  It was so bright that she couldn't look at it for long, for it hurt her eyes.

The Tangled Web - Jock gazed at Eddie, his eyes fixed with a wild, evil gleam. So shiny; Eddie could actually see his reflection bouncing back at him.

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