Abby
I was stalking my prey.
I was stealthier than a cat and more silent than the night itself as I followed my meal into an alley.
My victim was a middle-aged man I attacked with the full force of a hunter, slamming him into the wall of a building. I was about to bite him when I felt resistance; he was actually fighting.
He threw me off and took in the sight of me. His eyes widened at my beauty and he lowered his hands a bit.
I lunged at him and snapped his neck, before drinking. The blood flowing down my throat was thick and hot. It felt good and tasted wonderful.
When I was finished my drink I left the carcass in the alley. 'Now,' I thought. 'I go to my lover.'
Story Notes:
Okay, it's back. Sorry to all of those who read it before. I just had to do a bit of modifying. It's the same, some things are just a bit different. And no, it is (sadly) still not complete.
Author's Chapter Notes:
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Chapter End Notes:
Okay, it's back. Sorry to all of those who read it before. I just had to do a bit of modifying. It's the same, some things are just a bit different. And no, it is (sadly) still not complete.