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 Story - The Day of Death

by Sky Taylor - Page 6

The old man was only able to nod, his feet dangling in the air.

The robber continued, "You will wish that I have life eternal."

The old man swallowed hard and jerked out quickly, "I wish that I might have life eternal!"

Nothing happened other than the robber giving the old man a look of loathing.

"You stole my wish!" the robber thundered, obviously outraged that he had been tricked. "Even so, I will make you wish that you had wished for eternal death-"

"Will you now?" the old man asked, sprouting fangs and feeling light on his feet - as if he wanted to fly.

The robber's eyes widened and he stammered with his speech as he stumbled backwards, putting space between him and the old man. Something wasn't quite right, as the old man had transformed from a scrawny scrap of human flesh into a strong-looking bulwark, one with fangs and eyes that seemed to pierce his very soul.

Suddenly frightened, the robber begged, "Please, do not harm me - whatever thing you have turned into, old man. Please - be as kind to me as you were only moments ago-"

"Kind?" the old man laughed, tossing back his head, his widow's peak shinning brilliantly under the wisp of the full moon. And he no longer looked quite so old.

He recovered, his eyes sifting over the robber's frightened-looking form. "Odd, but I no longer feel so kind. Or so old. However, I do feel that I am in sudden need of a servant, something that only a rat like you can perhaps fulfill."

A scream, a rush of wind, two spirits vanishing into the night - one to embrace eternal life on earth, the other an eternal death fitting for a rat....

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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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