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A Vampire's Love
20:38 Feb 12 2008
Times Read: 586

I have come to a decision. Like all humans say, if you let them go and they come back to you then it was meant to be. We shall see if that is true, I am putting my faith in reincarnation. If he is my soul mate then we will meet again, we will be together again. I can only hope.



He looks so happy to see me, I know because of the way his eyes seem to sparkle with life, the way he smiles so full of happiness. He whispers, I love you, I love you too my beautiful human. His touch is so silky and perfect, warm against my cold skin. He trails his fingertips slowly down my spine making me shiver. I hold back tears and focus on treasuring his touch, his words, his devotion, and his love that seems to be alive inside me. I want to take his soul into mine and never let him go, he will be safe with me and I can protect him. He wont be suffering anymore, he will remain a human before they cursed him. I can already see the changes in him, his ability to sneak up on me, the way his touch seems to chill causing goose bumps to raise on my flesh. And the way he’s fascinated with my neck, I can see him admire it now, the vein that is slowly pulsing beneath the skin. He hasn’t completely lost himself to the cruse, I know he’s fighting it but with everyday he lives, the harder it gets. I know soon he might even attack me. It won’t matter that he loves me, it won’t matter that he promised he would never hurt me. The hunger will drive him to do so. It will completely overcome his mind and make him do things that he would have no control over. Just the way I used to manipulate him. Ironic don’t you think? Dying by the hand of the person you love the most, the one person who you never thought would harm any part of you, who would kill anyone that touched you. The one person who worshipped you.

I wrap myself around him and hold him close; savoring the feel of him in my arms, hoping that someday I will see him again, feel his love and know that he will be mine for all eternity. I tried to convince him that we could be happy together, but the thought of taking another persons life kept him from me. Slowly he came to accept what I had to do to survive, but he refused to let himself become that way. He wouldn’t even touch me, much less kiss me anymore, but soon lust won out and he was back in my arms. I’m not sure if I was happy about that. There’s a difference between needing to and wanting to. I hope it was the latter that made him realize that he still loved me.

I can feel his tears on my skin, his face buried against my neck, the way he was trying to resist taking what his body needed so much to survive. I tried to soothe him the best I could, holding him close and running my fingers through that silky hair. I pulled his head up and stared into his eyes, slowly kissing him and gifting him with a smile. I told him it would be all better and that everything would be alright. He looked skeptical, I know he didn’t believe me, I forgot all creatures like me have a small ability to read the thoughts of humans. I tilted my head to the side and drew his mouth to my neck, his body shook as he tried to pull back but I held him there. He struggled to get free but I had no intention of letting him go, I could smell the fear that seemed to cascade off of his body, there was a little amount of human left in him and that’s what made me more determined. I could see the tears that oozed out of the corner of his eyes as he begged me not to do this to him, but I refused to listen and ignored the heart wrenching tears. I wanted nothing more than to soothe away the grief and pain that seemed to come with accepting what they had made him into. Soon the could tell that the hunger, the need, was slowly overtaking his mind because he was no longer fighting me, but trying to get to the source that was just out of his reach. I held him at arms length, waiting for just the right moment. His beautiful blue-green eyes started to glaze over and burn with an unnatural need. I knew the excruciating pain that took over the body and seemed to slowly suck it dry, it felt like your soul was being ripped from your body. I heard him whimper in pain, but I still held him posed, ready to strike. Finally I looked into his eyes and didn’t recognize the person that stared back at me, I let him go and he lunged for my neck, instantly burying his sharpened teeth into my flesh. I bit my lip so hard that it was bleeding as I felt like someone was stealing my soul. Surprisingly it didn’t hurt like I expected it to maybe it was because I loved him so much that I knew he would never intentionally hurt me.

Suddenly without warning he pulled back and stared at me in shock, a little drop of blood escaping his mouth. He stared horrified at me and tried to crawl away, but I pulled him back and gently rocked him in my arms. He cried and kept whispering, I love you over and over again. I smiled and kissed his temple, raising his chin and tilting his head back. I licked his neck once before embedding my teeth into his neck, he jerked but didnt resist. Somehow I knew that he would never have come to terms with what he had to do. I could already see that his mind had shattered with the action that he performed. Even if I explained and reassured him that it didn’t hurt me at all. He would never accept it and he would slowly kill himself. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and held on, still whispering those words. I think he realized what I was doing to him, but he didn’t fight me, instead he smiled and ran his fingers through my hair. When I knew that his body couldn’t last another minute, I pulled back and stared into his eyes. He stared back with a kind of happiness. He smiled and ran his fingers over my cheek, over my lips and tried to memorize my face. He kissed me one last time and whispered, Thank you my love before he slowly faded away. His eyes closed and the blue-green depths were hidden from me forever.

That’s when I finally let myself go, I held him in my arms and cried, letting the bloody tears fall from my eyes. I wanted to bring him back and force him to live the way I lived, but it was done. I will no longer hear his voice, feel his touch, taste his kiss, and just the thought of never being held in his arms again made me cold inside. I stared down at his face and held onto him as long as I could. This was the reason that I never let any humans close to me. They always died. I felt numb and cold inside, something to rejoice in but I felt no joy, no happiness, and no feelings of being loved. I would miss that sparkle in his eyes that humor that he showed me. He was the only human that could make me laugh; pretty special when you make a creature like I laugh. I would miss him more than anything and I would give anything to hear his voice and see his eyes clear of any hunger. He was perfect as my human, but they had tainted him, poisoned his blood and made him into a creature that could never survive. I knew it would take years for the reincarnation to work. but I was willing to wait. Because that’s how much I loved him. No other human could live up to him and no other would replace him. He will come back to me. My lovely human.

A Vampire's Destruction
20:28 Feb 12 2008
Times Read: 588

Sometimes I want to kill him, rip out his heart and take him inside me. Exploit his human characteristics and make him do things that he would never have dreamed of doing. I want to control his mind and make him my willing servant...but then he wont tell me how much he loves me anymore, then I will be telling myself how much I love me. My instincts tell me to devour his innocent soul and leave only his corpse cold...that his essence would feel so good buried and thriving in me. I can see his thoughts, I can hear the voice inside his head when he’s inside me...but when he’s across the room, I can only look into his human eyes and guess at the emotions that seem to swirl in them. So much doubt and confusion seem to be reflected in those orbs, and yet he still confesses his love for me, he still believes that we can survive, he still has faith in us. I don’t know how he can be so trusting...humans and their stupidity. More and more I fall under his spell and become attached to him...I know they are starting to suspect. I’m not myself anymore; I abandoned all my other victims to be with him, I abandoned all my fellow kind to spend my time with a human. Soon, I know they are coming for us, I can feel it.

I’m sorry....it has been a while since my last entry, but I have reason for my disappearance. They have taken him from me. I can feel the hollowness in my heart, the place where his love used to occupy me. I cry silent tears of grief, but no one knows that a creature like I can cry. It hurts so bad, I miss him so much. I know they are torturing him and I know that his love for me won’t be there when he returns. They are taking away his humanity, they are taking his beautiful human qualities that I cherished, and they are taking away the hope that kept me together. Now I’m slowly falling apart and no one can help me. I’m falling into despair and the only hands that can catch me are slowly being taken from me. I tried my best to hang onto him, to protect him, but they were so much stronger than I. I will look into his eyes and not recognize him....he’ll look into my eyes and mock me. His lovely eyes that held such love when he looked at me. He won’t smile when he sees me anymore, instead Ill be the cause of all his pain, of all his torture. I never warned him of what they can do; I prayed his ignorance would save him. Yes I prayed, I prayed for the first time...to a nameless god that I don’t know. But my prayers were not heard, obviously since I’m drowning in sorrow.

The happiness and relief that I felt upon his return was overshadowed by the pain and betrayal on his face. The accusations that poured out of his mouth literally tore me apart. He seemed to reach inside me and destroyed the small hope that I held for us. That’s when I knew the answer to the question that haunted me night and day....he didn’t love me anymore. But I couldn’t stop loving him...when creatures such as I fall in love, they fall in love for all eternity. When I said I would never leave him...I meant it and now his hate stood between us. It guarded his heart from me...he believed that he was dead, but I knew otherwise. Our bodies may be technically dead, but our souls still thrive inside. We are still capable of feeling....sometimes its impossible to make my kind love, much less care about anything, but when they do...we commit forever. To us forever is not used lightly. Now, here he is, tearing my heart and soul from my body and he only knows the hate that consumes him. I don’t think he realized that we now had the chance for happily ever after in eternity, but we could never be happy again. I didn’t want to cause him more pain and the only way I know how to stop his suffering is to set him free....will I have the courage?

A Vampire's Confession
20:23 Feb 12 2008
Times Read: 589




I have a confession to make....I love a human. I can’t deny it anymore; he is my world, my everything. I cannot live without him, he has become apart of my soul and found his way into my heart. I want to spend the rest of my immortal years with him, love him for how many years he has left. The thought of him dying brings pain to my heart that is unbearable. Yet I cannot help but feel ashamed of my love, how can a creature such as I love a mere, weak human? They are nothing more than our food source and I have lost all need to hunt. I have lost the ability to take away the cherished memories of the humans. I have come to care for them in a way that I feel free. But alas, I am cursed...humans and creatures like me do not mix. We are forbidden to engage in any form of relationship, unless we are using the humans. Then it’s a whole different story. It’s ok to play with their hearts, its ok to kill them, its ok to destroy their will to live, and its ok to reduce them to mindless slaves. However, here I am now...enslaved to my mortal love and he loves me. Every night I hear his sweet words of love, every night I lay in his arms and sleep peacefully, every night I promise that I won’t leave him, that there’s a possibility of eternity. But I cannot bear to change him, to take away his beautiful human qualities, the way his sweetness seems to ooze out of him, pouring into such lovely words. I secretly love it when he says that I’m the most beautiful woman in the world and that I’m the only woman for him. Even though I know that creatures like I do not need to be told or praised of their beauty, we know that we are exquisite and irresistible to the humans. That’s how we lure our prey...like a moth to a flame. I have no other choice but to hide from my fellow creatures and pretend that I don’t love him. I know it pains him when he sees me with another of my kind, when he knows that I have to do what I must to survive, for if they find out about us...they will kill him. My influence over the others will not stop them, my feelings wont matter to them...he has broken through the ice around my heart, the haze around my mind and given me hope. Now I dream of a life with my human, I dream of our escape and happiness...I dream of happily ever after in eternity.

A Vampire's Diary
20:21 Feb 12 2008
Times Read: 590

Humans only think of simple matters such as hunger, love, and sleep. They do not go beyond the basic needs that seem to dominate their worlds if they did, there would be endless possibilities and inventions that could make this world a better place. However, humans also have the tendency to over do things and blow it out of proportions. I have been accused of such a thing and yes, now and again, I have some similar human characteristics that take over my thoughts leaving me powerless to control it. These are times that I hate myself the most, after all, what kind of creature would I be to display human qualities? A weak one. I let simple, stupid matters get the better of me, sometimes I show emotions of hurt, anger, sadness, and even some things as disgusting as love. That seemed to have changed as well, because I used to despise the concept of love, even mentioning it made me sick to my stomach. But now, I think I have fallen into such a trap. I believe myself to be in love and yet I only suffer. The more I believe that concept of giving your heart away, the more I cause myself pain, and the more I give that other person power over me. I cannot stand to think that a human can control me. Such a thing is forbidden and yet I cannot stop myself from believing. I discarded everything I have known about the humans and their so called love, and just devoted myself to one of them. This poison that is running through my thoughts and contaminating my heart needs to end, but I can’t stop it. It seems to have a life of its own, overpowering my mind, my actions, my knowledge, even my soul. Then again, I have heard this disease is suppose to make you stronger, make you have faith once again, but so far all it has done is slowly strip me of myself. The more it consumes me, the more I’m losing myself to this sickness. Soon I will be nothing more than a lapdog for a mere human, what have I been reduced to? Nothing more than a slave, a creature such as I would have slaves of their own, but no I am a slave myself. I’m starting to realize that maybe the only way out of this predicament would be to destroy myself. If I no longer exist, then there would be no body for the disease to spread to. I would be free of the pathetic human and be reborn once again into a new body, a new chance to rule them and take everything that they cherish. But I don’t want to leave him, I don’t want to be alone anymore and that is starting to scare me. I have never known fear creatures such as I do not need to fear anything. However, here I am now, afraid of a mere human because I know he can make me do things that I would never do if I was free of the disease. I would never have admired a human’s beauty, the simple way they are developed and shaped, and the way his eyes seem to light up every time he sees me. I have to admit, I like that. I’m starting to crave his company, the intoxicating scent that he permits, the way he makes me feel almost human in his arms. I’m scaring myself and I need to escape, but do I really want to leave him?