This is part of the new book I am writing based on request from the original feral blood members and... whatever... too much drama to keep up with... anyways... here's the first part. If you have any suggestions, let me know.
---Life at the Bar---
"My life is nothing to laugh at yet I laugh. My sorrow meant a lot though it meant so little to me as did my happiness. For a long time my life meant nothing to me yet it meant everything to others. I couldn't find a reason to do anything or be anything. I was 16-years-old, a full-grown vampire, who had lost her mother when the young girl wa only four and on the girl's fourth birthday at that. That day I ran into the forest in search of a haven and found my father's school. Like I said before, I was 16 and I was graduating at the head of my class as the youngest and the brightest."
"What happened next? You know, between graduation and now?" the bartender asked.
"A few centuries later and now I'm a big shot engineer who has more money than I can count."
"I can see that Miss. You seem to have quite a story and I happen to know a young man who would be happy to hear it." he said.
"First of all, I'm married. Secondly, is his name Devin?"
"Yes, Devin States..."
"Well, that's all I needed to know. Keep the change." I said as I handed him a $100 bill. I didn't stay to hear what he had to say. I merely walked to a staircase and noticed cloves of garlic leading up the stairs. Appearantly someone had a little fear of vampires. Unfortunately for them, I loved garlic. So I followed the trail until it came to a sudden stop and I could smell and hear this Devin States fellow. I slowly opened to door to an office and through the darkness, I saw him hiding under the desk.
"Devin?" I asked as sweetly as I could.
"Yes?" he responded fearfully.
"Are you scared?" I asked as if he were my child.
"A little. I was told by a psychic that I would encounter a deadly vampire here and tonight."
"Well, that explains the garlic."
"Who are you?"
I didn't say anything. I walked over to him after closing the door. Then I whispered, "A deadly vampire who has already fed."
"You're a vampire? So the garlic didn't work?"
"It doesn't work on my kind."
"Kind being vampires in general?"
"No. No you silly human."
"Then what do you mean?"
"My kind being the ultimate vampire. The ultimate killing machine."
"Wait, what?"
"I am the world's worse nightmare or I can be the world's dream come true. I am Wisp Hellson."
"Wisp? The famous Wisp Hellson?"
"Yes but I do prefer to go by a different name thank you."
"I won't tell anybody. But how can the famous Angel Solway also be the famous Wisp Hellson?"
"Fame is a curse."
"You believe yourself to be cursed?"
"In more ways than one."
"Mrs. Solway, I am familiar with your life's story. I know all of it by heart."
"Good. Then I need your help."
"Why do you need me?"
"Come to 1238 N. Park Avenue tomorrow."
"Why tomorrow?"
"I honestly don't think you want to step in a house full of hungry vampires or watch as we feed."
"You're right. I'll come tomorrow."
"Is 9 am good for you?"
"Anytime is good for me."
"Well then, show up when you feel like it. After all, we don't sleep." I said as I left Devin there with an address and a shocked expression on his face. I left the bar out the front door and walked down the street until I knew no one could see me. Then I turned down an alley and made my way to my car. I got in and speed down streets until the next thing I knew, I was home.
---Seduction, Death---
I walked in the door to see my husband, Storm, with another woman. She was human and had the perfect model figure. Storm saw me and the woman noticed. She giggled and said, "Hi! I'm Kristina Smith!"
"Hi Kristina!"
"Zackie here is such a great guy! Why have you been hiding him for all this time?"
"I don't know. Hey 'Zackie', do you know where my date went?"
"Oh, I think Sammie has a hold of him."
"Oh, thanks. You two have fun now. Although, would you mind if my date and I shared a room with you?"
"Not at all. The more the merrier!"
I looked at Storm and he smiled and tried to keep from laughing at the girl. Then those two went to our room upstairs and I sat on the stairs waiting to hear Kristina's scream. Once she started screaming, I went upstairs to see where he bit her to kill her. When I walked in, I noticed that he bit her on her upper thigh. Once the girl was rid of all her blood, Storm stopped and looked up at me.
"Why do you like to look at this? Why must you always come in and look?"
"Because, it makes things interesting later."
I'm sorry but that's all I have for now. I will post more as soon as I can. Please give me your opinion of this story so far. Thank you. =)
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