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A Buffy fanfic that features a previous Slayer who lived in the 18th century. Rhianne, the Vampire Slayer is hell-bent on revenge......even if it means her death at the hands of a most deadly foe.
Blood, Everywhere... The smell of death... all so faint, Spinning around me. The memory, so horrid, death everywhere, everyone, blood, faint, memory, d...e...a...t...h
On a website, there was a challenge to create a story with all dialouge. I didn't enter, but I loved the style, so here it is. This is a quick glimpse into the world of Janet the human and William the Vampire. I may or may not add to this as a collection of stories about them.
Life sucks. Period. Especially with the things that I have to deal with in mine. And how my best friend takes away my heart and soul. And the only thing good in my life. My heart-beat! My blood-sucking friend shows me the meaning in life before death.
You are a cat walking in the forest alone.The trees tower over you.You suddenly catch a glimpse of fur and turn your head to see nothing.Baffled you keep walking and you see it again.A strong strange scent overwhelms your nose.You urn around to see a shadow.It appeared to be another cat.You inch closer curious.You finally catch a glimpse of its eyes.Its scent smells cold and ashy and very strong.Nothing like anything you smelt before.You know by the fur rising on your back this is not a normal
A Buffy fanfic that features a previous Slayer who lived in the 18th century. Rhianne, the Vampire Slayer is hell-bent on revenge......even if it means her death at the hands of a most deadly foe.
Blood, Everywhere... The smell of death... all so faint, Spinning around me. The memory, so horrid, death everywhere, everyone, blood, faint, memory, d...e...a...t...h
On a website, there was a challenge to create a story with all dialouge. I didn't enter, but I loved the style, so here it is. This is a quick glimpse into the world of Janet the human and William the Vampire. I may or may not add to this as a collection of stories about them.
Life sucks. Period. Especially with the things that I have to deal with in mine. And how my best friend takes away my heart and soul. And the only thing good in my life. My heart-beat! My blood-sucking friend shows me the meaning in life before death.
You are a cat walking in the forest alone.The trees tower over you.You suddenly catch a glimpse of fur and turn your head to see nothing.Baffled you keep walking and you see it again.A strong strange scent overwhelms your nose.You urn around to see a shadow.It appeared to be another cat.You inch closer curious.You finally catch a glimpse of its eyes.Its scent smells cold and ashy and very strong.Nothing like anything you smelt before.You know by the fur rising on your back this is not a normal