The still-grieving widow holds nothing back, to do else would be highly unwise, not to mention unhealthy. He loved his wife. His misses his wife. But … he loves the living Vampire, also. Their relationship is totally carnal, unlike the one that he had with his wife.… Read Full Article
“It was, after all, my wife that it killed.” It’s a measured response. To react humanly to her dig would be a grave mistake. Because, dearest friend or not, staunchest ally notwithstanding, lover no less, he’s still Food [to her], and she will not hesitate to eat him if he should ever fall short of her expectations of him.… Read Full Article
Just when you thought you had reached the deepest depths of horror, it suddenly got worse. How to turn off that small voice inside your head that started to whisper that you should be glad … that now, if not before, your revenge was justifiable on any conceivable moral scale.… Read Full Article
“I’m better than the past, outshining the present, and the greatest thing for the future,” she pauses. “Who said that?” She’s testing his wits. Dispassionately assessing the damage, lingering and otherwise.
The dead thing doesn’t react to her voice. Obviously, it can’t hear them either.… Read Full Article