Michelle reached over and flicked on the switch to her computer, pulling her blanket a little tighter around her body as she did so. As she waited for the computer to finish turning itself on, she sipped contentedly at her glass of chilled wine. Finally, it finished booting itself, and she wasted no time dragging the cursor across the screen to the Internet...
Authors Note: Firestorm is the sequel to Bad Weather but can be read as a stand alone. There are many people I have to thank for their brilliant in put. Jazcullen, a brilliant writer but better friend. Mokkelke, Lostchicken and Don for their feedback and lastly my editor for this story Jillieb, her talent is the reason this story is worth reading. Black Man...
Imagine for a second that the year is 2000. Some of your friends and family members that are gone now were alive and well then. By most counts, 2000 was a great year. A time of optimism in the United States of America and the rest of the world. Technologically, it's quite backward. No MySpace, no YouTube and no Facebook. AOL rules the Internet. Before the te...
In my day, vampires sucked blood, not cock! That's what I thought to myself as I drained a tall, pale gothic guy and dropped his bloodless corpse in a dumpster before walking off into the night. I have a die-hard hatred for Twilight fans, male and female alike. As an authentic member of the Undead Club, they seriously piss me off with their antics. Vampires...
Chapter 2: August's Beast Chooses August had not seen his wife, Direca, other than in passing, since the war began. Now, things had settled down and families were reuniting. He would do the same. He remembered the words of his brother, Gabriel, that love would keep the vampires grounded in humanity. He would need his wife more than ever now, but he didn't k...
The sun rose over the city of Boston. Like many of the city's denizens, I'm in bed. However, unlike most of them, this is where I'm going to stay. Oh, it's not because I'm lazy. You see, I'm a vampire. Yeah, one of the denizens of the night. There are quite a few of us around. The world thinks we're mere myth and to be honest, we prefer it that way. We let t...
"Bahir, fuck, dammit, why won't you die?" Jonathan Kinsey said, as he aimed the shotgun at me, after blasting me with silver bullets. The bullets hurt like hell, to be sure, but for some reason, unknown even to me, I refused to die. Exasperated, Jonathan walked up to the window, which he smashed, letting in the early afternoon sunlight. The sun's rays bathed...
Hello all -- as always your comments are greatly appreciated. This is my first foray into the non-human genre and I hope you like it. It will be several chapters long and the hot bits take a while to get there so please be patient. Enjoy! **** Part 1. Eirini stepped out of the cab with her best friends Kate and Chantelle. 'It doesn't even look like a club...
When the night has come, it's time for me to truly live. For I am a Vampire. One of the few men and women whom fate chose to make different from the rest. Contrarily to the creatures of mythmaking and bad movies, real Vampires aren't made. We're born. My name is Stark Sharok. I hail from the motherland of Africa, birthplace of mortal and immortal alike, wher...
*TV show starting up, opening theme begins* - Announcer: "Welcome viewers, to the 3rd episode of the newest, hottest and most spoken show on the air; Nightmare Talk Show!" *Obnoxious background music starts playing* - Announcer: "As all you people sitting at home know, 4 years ago creatures of the night, lore and myth came out to publicly announce their e...