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

Vampire Short Story - Oh, My Aching Fang!

ACT II

“Quit it, please. You make me feel like I’m a child, Monique. I’m one hundred and fifty-two for gosh sakes,” Sandar whipped out, forgetting all about his rotten fang for the moment.

“Well, stop acting like you’re only two and I’ll quit treating you as such.”

A lady in a crisp white uniform entered the waiting room and softly eased out, “Next?”

It was a rather ridiculous request in Monique’s opinion, for they were the only two customers in the waiting room. Nonetheless, she rose, then assisted Sandar to his feet. He was heavier than a lead-filled drum and if she hadn’t pinched his behind, no telling how long it would have taken her to get him standing.

Dr. Lotus was of Chinese descent, a tiny wizened old man that wore glasses as thick as the cola bottles of the 1950’s. Monique decided she liked him almost instantly, for his mouth looked like a kitten’s – small, pink and triangular. His teeth jutted out a bit due to his squinting stance and they were the whitest teeth she’d ever remembered seeing.

“Do you mind if I stay in here with him, Doctor? Sandar’s a bit panicky.” Monique asked, fluttering her long lashes at the dentist, though she was pretty certain that he couldn’t make them out.

“Not problem at all,” Dr. Lotus told her, smiling to display those two rows of teeth, Monique almost blinded by the light. “Now, Sandar, tell me where it hurts,” he asked, concentrating on his tray of tools beside of the dental chair. He had leaned over and wasn’t a space of two inches from them.

They clinked and clanked as Sandar took his time responding to the question. He had put his fingers in his mouth and in a garbled tone, finally explained his ills to Dr. Lotus. To Monique’s amazement, the dentist understood everything he’d told him.

Dr. Lotus had collected a tiny hammer with a padded end that he proceeded to bang around in Sandar’s mouth.

“Ouch! Ohhhhh, you’ve killed me!” Sandar bit out, instantly withdrawing and screaming out when the doctor hit the touchy spot.

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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

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