Vampire Stories

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. continue

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. . . . continue

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.... continue

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The Rat Within - continued

Three feet into the cottage and the door abruptly closed behind him, the bump of wood meeting wood causing him to jump. Faintly, through one stray moonbeam, he made out the large rat by the door, who'd obviously been responsible for the event.

"Vermin!" The watcher delivered a swift kick to the rat, sending it spiraling through the air and he heard it land in the distance with a distinct thud.

"You shouldn't have done that," he heard, bending his ear, for the voice was faint. His heart quickened in his chest as he desperately tried to adjust his eyes to the dimness of the room.

"Come here, woman," he eased out slowly, regaining his moment of lost power. "Let's play…for keeps."

The room was suddenly flooded with a bright light, so bright that the watcher had to bring up his forearm to shield his eyes. They widened as he made out the woman in the short distance. She was glowing and seemed suspended in the thin air.

Tilting his head, he searched for a box of sorts that she may have been standing upon. Something gripped his soul….fear? Yes, fear, something he rarely felt.

He watched like a giant stone statue as she bent to collect the wounded rat. Her ivory hands stroked the sparsely covered pelt of hair and as the watcher trembled, she eased out furiously, "You've destroyed Meko, my favorite."

Her eyes gripped his face that was visible only by the glow of her illuminated form that was suddenly nearing him. The watcher was shaking violently now, backing into one corner of the room.

What type of creature was this before him? Human, she was not!

"Please, I'm sorry -"

"Ssshhh!" she ordered, the wisp of her breath gliding over his ashen face, and it felt colder than ice, like death itself. "I don't think that you've ever been sorry a day in your life," she begged to differ.

"Sure…lady, if you say so," the watcher managed to pitch out, his mouth acutely dry. He had come here to kill her, to claim her as his prey. And now, he wasn't certain that he'd escape with his own life!

"So….you are sorry, are you?" she toyed, her hand still stroking the ugly hide of her rat.

"Honest…yes!" he tossed out, feeling tears sting at his eyes.

"Then come here and redeem yourself," she cooed, sounding like a deranged cat.

Her eyes drew him there, and when he tried to halt his steps, his feet took on a life of their own. He was a mere hand's space from her now, this cold alien with inhuman powers.

"What do- what do you-you want!" he yelled out, knowing exactly what she wanted, yet for the first time in his life, powerless.

In agony he watched her head descend, catching the sharp white fangs just before they vanished into his neck. Locked in a delirium, he watched her fuel her dead rat with his life-giving blood, then through his own drawing curtain of death, he saw it jerk and quake with new life.

Greta delivered a satisfied smile and as she approached the watcher, he did not move, he did not cringe, he did not twitch…

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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 ass from Jack's ear. continue

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

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? continue

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

Goat's Pine al 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. continue

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

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. continue

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.” continue

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. continue

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. continue

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. continue

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Sky At Dawn sets the focus on vampires - funny, bumbling vampires. However, take note that a few of our tales measure a 4 on the Spooky Scale. Other than being a bit scary, all are 'wholesome'. Well, perhaps that's not the correct word to use. Let's just say that the language and content is 'nice', not naughty. Just scary.

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