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the walk....
02:54 Jan 20 2005
Times Read: 851




The maiden strolled along the wooded path with grace and confidence. She had very little fear. Vampires were just a myth right? She laughed to herself as the thought came into her mind. The breeze kissed her tender skin. Her hair flew around her face like fingers caressing it. She pushed the hair away with ease. She looked up. The moon was very bright. It made her feel at ease. Almost as tho it would shield her from the evilness she has heard in stories. She laughed again at the thought of her mind running rampid with childish thoughts. She loved to walk at midnight in the darkness. The cool, calm, and pure night made things so much more beautiful. The stars in the shy shining as tho it was a twinkles in a childs eyes, the breeze that touched your flesh as tho it was a lost lover waiting for your arrival, the beautiful silence that could make your ears feel as tho the tinest of sounds could be heard for miles and miles, the shadows that danced amongst the earth and the trees in the glittery moonlight. The night was beauty to her. There was a sudden interuption in her thoughts, almost as tho she wasen't alone. She glanced around nervously. This time not laughin at her childish imagination. A shadow to the left of her moved quick and gracefullly surrounding her. She gasped. Within and instand she felt someone standing behind her. Her breathe quickened. Shear passion over took her body in a way she had never felt before. Her soul yurned and her heart burned. With great ease she was whirled around. Looking into the eyes of the most beautiful creature she has ever saw. Passion, lust, desire, and rage filled her her body more and more. It grew from her slightly cold toes to her long boney fingers. The man had very light skin, hair as black as the shadows that surrounded them. His eyes.. she would never forget his eyes, gray like steele. He gazed at her like he could see her very soul himself. She could not break eye contact with him. His power emense, her thoughts invaded making her feel more and more vulnerable. She felt his cold finger tips softly brush the hair from her tender neck. The power he threw off made it impossible to resist him . Her eyes closed, his fingers gently caressed her sensuos neck tilting her head to the side ever so slightly.

Warm breath danced across her skin as she felt him lean into her. A sudden gasp escaped her lips as she felt the most erotic and sensous pain ever. Hips lips wrapped around her transparent flesh softly suckin the life from her fragile body. With each moan that escaped her parched lips it grew more and more intense. Her eyes slighty opened to see the shadows dancing around her more and more. The Midnights moon glow became brighter and brighter with every gentle suck that took her life. Her eyes softly closed once again. She now began to toy with with. The Darkness made her feel at home. Would she ever wake. She wasent sure so many thoughts ran through her draining body. SHe knew her life was in the hands of the beautiful creature. It comforted her and scared her at the same time. She prayed for sleep, for death.. Will it be answered she didn't know. No one knew , everything felt silence... she was now.. alone.

Darkness
05:31 Jan 14 2005
Times Read: 850

I stare at darnkess in the face

Eyes to eyes

Embrace to embrace

The coldness flows through my viens

The thoughts of people I have given pain

I walk alone threw the streets of night

Watching and looking for someone to bite

To quench my thirst

To quench my soul

The darkness has its hold

The light distroys

Much as I

I now can never die

I turn to the mirror

I try to see

But then realize the darkness thats staring

is me.

me
05:17 Jan 12 2005
Times Read: 853

My heart is cold

My body without soul

My eyes a blank stare

I Kill without care

The darkness my friend

The light is my demise

My hunger intense

I satisfy it with a bite

I glide threw the night

With dark wings of flight

I kill to live

I live to kill

Every new night is like a drill

I patiently wait for the right one to come

I hypnotize them with a single glance

Putting them into a obeying trance

With one bite I am quenched

Until the next next

The Thirst will never end

The Bite
04:14 Jan 12 2005
Times Read: 856

Fangs

Bite

Blood

Crimsion

Dark

Beauty

Life

Love

Power

Deciete

Souless

Cold

Erotic

Never Die

Never End

Immotal

Immortality

Shadows

Darkness

True Beauty

True Life

True Death

Passion

The Ever so Beautiful Vampire...

another night
06:49 Jan 11 2005
Times Read: 861

The countess shifted her scarf over her milky white flesh. The cold air brushed over her pale cheeks. Her pale green eyes scanned the night for welcoming guest. A few passerbys but nothing that caught her interest. The lamps from the street lights danced across the dark buildings. " If only the day wasent such a factor". she thought to herself. A gentleman strolled by her. She felt her lips tremble. The smell of his sweet blood flowed into her nose. She smiled. She looked deep into his eyes. The brim of his hat gentle grazed his eyebrows. his scarf pulled rightly around his neck." This is what I have been looking for." she thought. She gracefully glided over to the gentleman. "Excuse me,Sir?' She said in a slight accent. (With her homeland being france the accent never left her.) He Shifted his face towards her slowly." Yes Madam?" She noted that his accent was faint. Something she couldnt pick up. She brushed it off and smiled sweetly at him. His lips curled up to match hers."Sir, I have seemed to have lost my way. I am new to the area. This is all knew to me. Would you mind helping a maden out?" He stuck out his arm and tipped his hat." It would be my pleasure madam." She Linked her arm into his. They walked the street. She giggled to herself. If he only knew what power she possessed. What plan she had in store for him. He should be terrified right now with being this close to a killer, but then he dosen't know I am. They began to walk down a vacant alley. Not a person in sight. Beautiful she thought to herself. All of a sudden without warning he pushed her against the wall. The once nice gentleman glared at her. " if you scream I will break your neck." she tried so hard to hide the look of humor on her face. She wanted to laugh to spit in his face. But what he has comming is far worse. She looked deep into his eyes. He began to somewhat shake but didnt let his grip up. The Countess's face grew stern. She fumed with anger. A soft forceful whisper arose from her lips. " you are going to be sorry." she then pushed him off of her. With the quickest of speed she was ontop of him upon the ground. The gentleman being to temple under her gaze." I told you, you should always expect the unexpected." The look of fear rose in his eyes, his breathe came out ragged. She slowly pulled the scarf away from his precious neck. She leaned down into him. The smell of blood aroused her in a way nothing else ever could. She ran her tongue along his colar bone. He being to softy sob. Tears streaming down his dirty face. " Don't cry my dear, it wont hurt," she softly giggles, " much". Then with the quickest of speed her fangs tore into his flesh. The tender skin broke. The crimsion liquid filled her parched mouth. A moan escaped the mans slightly parted mouth. She left the blood flow freely into her mouth. Being careful not to spill a drop. His breathe grew less and less. You never take the last drop. Never. With a final gasp he went limp onto the street. With grace she arose from the ground. With her fingers she cleaned the sides of her mouth and licked the blood from her finger tips. Brushing the dirt of her dress she fixed herself to look proper once again. A smile crossed her face again. Her thirst was quenced once more. Until the Promise of a new night. She begin walking out of the dark alley. When she reached the street she pulled her scarf over her milk white flesh. Her mind set on home.. her thoughts..always on killing...

Deadly Kiss
09:08 Jan 10 2005
Times Read: 861

The night passed on

Out of no where the dark soul rose

My cries tore threw the silent night

Pinned

Bound

Tormented by Lust

Soft skin flesh meeting soft flesh.

Moans

Cries

Painful Pleasure

Breathing rapid from myself and the other

The warm liquid flowed freely from my wound

A smile suddenly crossed my rose colored lips

The Kiss

The Deadly Kiss

The one I have longed for

A soft whisper escaped from my lips.

" to be alive is pain... to be free is to be immortal"

With that it grew dark

The smile never faded

My Deadly Kiss made me alive

I shall not mourn for this is who..

I really am