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With every new Vampire there is a new hunger. So repulsive that it could not be tame by normal methods of blood drinking. They are conveyed Soulless. Nonetheless a fragment exposed in the world of mortals. They have lost their passion also no throttle emotions between cat and mouse. Little to none of self resistance and afterwards if lucky enough called themselves UnDead.

Two nights.

Fiery compassion submerge in dark purple it freckled around a bonfire. Warmth form the core spread over my cackles also through denim pants only to harvest against tender loins. Soon I would rise up from the sand then around a mare crackle pit. As it linear and disperse over everything in range my eyes rolled and lashes flutter. I was persuade not to look for him. Taunted, as I would gazed upon the seductive flame brightly in red, orange, and yellow. Slowly felt driven by alternative desire more hideous to kill one or two. Only swift visions of blood to warm my tongue. Often. I'd refused my nature.
I waited.
The sight of the atmosphere gave me such an arousal could not resist going out this night. Not while the Blue Moon was at its peak. Rubbing both hands together felt occurring pain and sensation of wither in all limbs. Acknowledge paleness of my skin a bare snow white. Already my white/blonde hair complimented the deeper sea blue rings of irises that fade towards the center layers of green on single winters. Pulled the long sleeves of coat over my wrists to keep some heat in certain areas of my body. There wasn't enough progressive fat to main-ten a steady temperature by flesh alone. Without the fibers of a new age. I surely was destine to freeze. Still I wanted to avenger out into the forest of which things did not return and to visit the New City's.

"You must eat"

Darker voice ring inside. I was coach to feed before going into large populated area's. It wasn't like the 70's where I could bite one and dump the dead into a public river.

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The Female Peeping-Tom

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12:30pm Coast-side

Overwhelming vibrations of excitement I could not bare to hide my fangs and linger a bit more. This time I only pressed against the door. She moan louder, heavier and scarely this made it even more sudective.
A sound of funitured being drag across the floor and ruffleing of clothes being removed and drop. I heard his belt jiggling the hard metal tapping throughout the room.

My lips part.

It has been centuries since I had thought about such acts. Yet, at this moment I'd confind in myself that it was okay. That I was doing no harm in... Watching it.

"???..." The first one was too low uncharted.

"???"...Again.

He groan her name this time.
Wetness something I am still able to do as a Vampire. If only to have him say my name like that. Each time he said it with love. A dim faddle light from under the door showed two bodies moving towards the bed. He groaned just before. "Thump!"

"I want you."

Ambitious sound of bed springs, covers and plastic. Picking the lock I turned the brass knob slightly opening enough to peep with one eye. Intoxicated auroma of sweat, privates and cheap perfume one would use to attract her private inmate moment. I acknowledge that I could have stop. That it was shameful..well let's be honest the moment I laid eyes on him. This person I knew and I wanted to bite him. On the inner thigh... his neck was unsatisfingly visable.

My eyes rested on the board shoulders that overshadow the front of the female.
Iong thick ginger hair, perfect nose, lips and was smaller in figure ... perfect...... as rare as they come. The male grab a fist full of hair tilted female head back kissing then used one tattoo cover arm; He lifted one thigh and brushed against her. Then wiggled hips roughly as if twisting the main part of him inside. Somthing about this act made it appear narrow and tight like a second skin.

I didn't mind... much.
Clapping noises, heavy breathing and non-enchanted smell of release organs, flesh between flesh was musty and damp.

Started to lust for him to fill her and me with life.
Scron I felt the heat rise throughout my body. The thing I wanted she was doing. To love him the same way. In time it became over baring ...... I pushed the door aciddently closing it. My emotions were volcanic and I left.

The rest of that Night

1:54pm Coast-side

People didn't notice the red oil streaming down my face. That it stain edges of cotton whiten hair. I was destain to find a public bathroom. If only i'd muster up a common sense to remain at the hotel or to read signs to repeativly look up at headlights.
I wrong footed diractly steping on a half broken glass bottle. Realized to pulled back in alertness then frighten. Even if a single piece had cut me able to use my vampire eyes to pull it out easy. On top of that I wored brown steal toes. Leaving my foot unharmed.
left unblanace I'd careless bumped into a pedestrian.. tall smoky with a half shave. Knocking the gaint man back a few pastes.
Intense engery that formed around me gave off an uneasy and mad vibe.
"Are you alright?"he said
Piercing fangs through soft paled lips. I let him hear them. I watch the terror in those assurred dark brown eyes grew.
.....
I don't recall much but before the sun had risen I was already in bed.

Aneena Dream

when I was younger.....
"Felt as if I was being kidnapped as I slept."

At that age I was too young, too precious, as little as I was in a princess slumber being lifted. The weight of my body grew lighter by the second in his large unchanging arms. Definite this person or thing would not drop me, appealing sensation of comfort and some hint of love as I was being swept away.

The dream continue in some kind of hypnotic trans. Many had gather here an old dark cobwed enchanted palace. Guest shuffled about the room, chanting fluent languages of the far east that were a mystery to me. Those young ears could not decilfer any of it. They wore long elegant gowns, hall large tear drop necklaces accessories at from the 80's, black suits, and That none in my family could afford. Exhausted, my none opening eyes long after to join them in exciting conversations to feel older to show intellegance as they were. That was not my purpous there. I had been couch to hold sliver platters and trays with tall wine glasses bubbly suds to the brim. Walk with my eyes closed, silent, invisiable, to serve, keep moving and could make out the other children with each vivid step a pulse an outline of bodies surrounded me. Oddest thing it was like adults were standing in their spots and floating a little, hovering all over. A women beside two mans she wore a red dress like jessica rabbits, she had them, interested I could tell.

Admired her.

Some alarms were ringing in my head. Then a moment came to stand aside. In front if white cloth tables in a line I didn't bother to look at them.
What they drunk seem like water but something was wrong with it, what it was? A vision that I could see beyond closed eyes and zoom into their glasses closer, closer, i'd saw particules, these particules were moving, believe it was part of the trans. Clouding everything as if to frighten me. My eyes seemed open, after a while I couldn't decided that etheir.

They made me see it as grams, grams I didn't want, eager to scream at them not to drink it, not to drink any of the grams. I knew grams were dangerous, get sick, get sick and die. My tongue was lashed, holding still forever. Turning my head to the right a boy caught my attention. Didn't noticed him at first, just he was quiet as I was. Also another tug at the back of my mind something not right about him ethier. He knew of the place and was free, this child was free to roam.

Intrigue by me, he had grab my hand and lead me away. Who was this boy? Would we be caught together such trouble, didn't like trouble, not the worst kind. We tumble down flight of stairs, brick walls, lite by candle to a dead end. The boy was intelligent far beyond his good looks, he pushed a serect rock in and the wall started to part. He rushed me inside and it shut behind us. Was he my hero? My knight in armor? someone to save me? Little had i knew be far lost for words. The sentimental room was far to small for two adults. it had a brick bed with a white cloth on it.

We set across from each other, him staring at me and me staring at him. Could not tell what he was thinking? The boy was a tad older 16? I guess, didn't speak, didn't know what he was staring at. He was beautiful, blonde/brown wavy hair down to shoulders, pale skin. All I remember about appearance. I was attracted to him.

Compelled the boy felt urge to kiss me, started to lean closer for a kiss his eyes were shut. My heart started to pound so loudly in my chest. I sense it throbbing hard. Then frighten, terrified, shiver, something raged, towards us, it knew where, we, were..... hiding in that brick room. It open the door. The boy continue leaning, and I turn around to face true horror, everything went pitch black. I could no longer see or hear. I'd had been laid back down in my bed and I awoke.

I knew it was real, I didn't realize until years later that they were vampires, that it found us so easily because of my pounding heart and the boy probably testing it, that person, or thing. They weren't humans.

Effort (whatever I want to write)

When I was little I never thought about being a vampire. Nor did I remotely care about it. I would watch series, cartoons, movies and televisions shows containing all about the supernatural. How they exist in secret the shadows and hid all evidence of themselves. Or face extinction from the human race. Manipulated truth is that humans are the weaker ones. The ones vulnerable to diseases, powers and weapons. We are also the most unstable. Anyway, what I'd desire was creativity being special at what I do and unique. Stronger, faster, intelligent and rare. I didn't realize that everyone would want that. My interests was the exact same interest as others. Progressed into believing could make up my very own superpower. I'd sat there and thought about it. Thinking about the multi-universe idea that each one had their own power. To be ultimate and indestructible close to being a god. If I bested God he would surely come after me. If anything he would have givin me a Job! explains Jesus all the way around. One would control particles, another unlimited lives and creativity. I was so young. That if I'd lacked something I merely believe that another one would come up with an idea. So I left it alone. About the age of 10 or less. I would quietly snickered at other children. Who thought their one was better then mines. Now that I think about it if only they just simply communicated to each other.

Often I find myself caught with the question. "Do you want to be a vampire?" days, months, and eons. I said "No." Then I'd hit my teens. Reading was the one thing young girls have in common. little crushes on boys is the next. The worst predicament ever. I had no crush. What do you do? I did what anyone would do. Their interest became my interest. The worst predicament ever. Involving vampires. Anything didn't agree with I'd avoided. So lets get down to business the stories they read was nothing compared to mines. It lack details, true plots, schemes, and etc. a twilight book vs. a J.R ward. it had to drop down to their level and attempted to read it. The first one I'd red was twilight in middle school. God have mercy. I wanted to scream, did a little on the inside and smile politely. the conversation where awful. personal hell what I'd like to call it but i endure until the end.