My mouth is red and sticky with blood. No, not blood. Lipstick, crimson and wet, a moist, warm gash. The illusion vanishes, and I ache. This is why I never wear red lipstick. My mouth in the tiny compact mirror hurts me, plagues me with memories that never happened, makes a phantom flavor burn upon my tongue--a flavor that I am all too familiar with, but t...
*Sorry there are such large gaps between the posting of my stories. If you want to remind me to get a move on just drop an email. And a thanks to Cannd for her marvelous editing and beta reading of this.* ***** Zak's P.O.V ***** I stared after Oscar for a moment before quickly putting a shirt on. The urge to chase after him and drag him back here almost...
The fear in Nile's eyes had killed Arden inside. He gave the Agents no trouble. He refused to answer their questions. He endured their beatings in silence until they had gotten tired of him and brought him to the blood farm. He lay in a cold metal pod. Naked, sedated, and in shackles. Tubes violated his arms, one giving blood and the other taking it in set i...
Previously on My Dark Angel: "If I get hurt tonight..." I started but I was unable to finish. Louis was on me in an instant, my body pressed against his and his lips roughly on mine. I needed this, I needed him. My arms seized his t-shirt and drew his body closer to mine. If I was going to die tonight, I was going to go knowing that he wanted me. And I was...
CHAPTER 10 KOEN Standing on the foot path outside Raul's apartment building Koen had to take a moment to catch his breath and roll his stiff shoulders, just letting the cool night air ruffle his clothing and loose mussed hair. He scented the air about him and picked up Rudi's familiar scent easily out of the many over powering ones around him. Her scent...
**Previously** Louis' arms unwound from around my waist and in a few seconds I understood why. The door opened and the rest of the class began to pile in for the last 2 lessons of the day. I pulled on my red sports top and unbuttoned my beige chinos. I tugged them of my legs and pulled on my gym shorts. I headed for the door to the gym sparing a quick glanc...
** ** ** Oscars P.O.V ** ** ** My eyes roamed over the smooth expanse of his chest noticing the defined ridges of muscle visible. "Lose the dressing gown" he said slowly. I undid the front and slipped it off my shoulders. leaving my with only my towel wrapped around my waist and the thin silver chain around my neck. He advanced slowly giving my time to...
a thanks to cannd for her beta reading of this and for help with my writing style and editing. * I woke up slowly reaching out and searching for my Louis. My fingers clutched at the space next to me in the bed and found nothing. I sat up quickly and looked for him and my heart sank when I saw that his spot next to me on the bed was empty. Then I took noti...
Author's Notes: Contains violence and what could be considered blood-play. ~*~*~ He could smell the blood everywhere. The scent was so strong that it seemed to cling to everything in the large building as he hurried up the stairs, taking two or three at a time before he burst into the room, nearly pulling the door from it's frame and hinges with the force...
I’ve always heard the expression ‘like a deer caught in headlights’ but I never truly understood the meaning of it until this exact moment. Time seemed to slow down. I could feel myself stop breathing. There is no way this is fucking possible. It is supposed to be Lucas. He’s supposed to be the crazy nut job that’s been harassing me. I could practically hear...