Is it considered prejudice if you're against dating your own kind? My name is Cassandra Saint James and I'm a Vampire living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, on the Northern coast of the island of Haiti on January 29, 1812, and I became one of the Undead on February 7, 1834. As a citizen of the Haitian society of the ol...
Hello all, I have been going over my work and discovered major flaws in my writing. Namely my word choice and repetition and repetition. I will be going back over my work to proof read and rewrite for the next few weeks. I will still venture forward with the story, as proofreading is boring, so expect more chapters. I will post rewrites of the old chapters...
I am still looking for an editor. Anyone interested can contact me through my profile. Thanks for reading. *** The two settled in his room after passing through the security and him flashing his school ID. It felt weird. Having the opposite sex in his room for the first time was one thing, having a goddess, if what she claims is even true, was something...
This is an idea for a story I have been kicking around for a while. I am going to try releasing an episode a week if people seem to want to read it. Hopefully it is entertaining to some. ***** Chapter 1 I always did like to make a grand entrance. Unfurling my wings I slid in between the newbie necromancer and the two paladins. Surprisingly there were e...
Identity is a funny thing. In many ways, it defines who you are. Of course, I sometimes wonder if that applies to me. At a time when most young men and women are trying to figure out who they are, I was trying to figure out what I was. Recently, I found out certain key details about my origins. The surprising thing is that I'm not a bit surprised. My name...
"Your guest has arrived, Ms. King." As the large wooden doors to the library of the King estate are opened by one of the many assistants throughout the mansion, you are greeted by a red-headed woman, seated in a chair next to a roaring fireplace with a book in her lap and an ancient wooden box by her side. The box appeared to be decorated with Lati...
Rockelle cursed his former partner's stupidity, and punched the wall in frustration. He had to go back to heaven now?! After only a century of banishment, he didn't think that the wounds he inflicted upon His Lordship's over inflated ego would have healed by now. So how am I to get in? But maybe I don't have to go in at all... He smiled as a brilliant idea c...
"Dark Shadows": The Soap Opera, the Horror Show The original "Dark Shadows" was a unique TV phenomenon. A horror show in a soap opera format, the program was a marriage of as seemingly disparate genres as could be imagined. The reasons the bizarre show succeeded, and how it expanded the horizons of both horror and soap opera, are the subject of this essay....
Julio Orlando stood naked in front of the mirror. The young man admired his body. Six feet nine tall, with dark brown skin and weighing two hundred and sixty pounds. This African-American stud did construction downtown in his parents construction company. It's what he always dreamed of doing. It was his favorite thing in the world. Julio had always been the...
"Life sucks and then you die, but sometimes you don't get to stay dead," that's what I would love to have seen on my headstone. Nope, they wrote the usual crap, rest in peace, and all that jazz. Someone even wrote that I was a beloved son and a kind soul. Ha! Kind of mundane, don't you think? Given the way I lived my life, raising all kinds of Hell, sometime...