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- Once Awakened: Chapter 14 at storywrite
I opened my eyes and found myself, not covered in my blood with poison running through my veins, but with my head on Romulus’s chest and my fingers curled in a deathly strong grip on his wrist. I quickly removed my fingers an - Once Awakened: Chapter 13 at storywrite
Narcissa sat across from me at the blackened table in the middle of the strange room balancing her razor sharp knife on the very tip of her index finger. Since the poison on the blade of it was clear as glass I could not see - Once Awakened: Chapter 12 at storywrite
I don’t know where she ran to, probably her own room. And as I had given her a coffin she probably went to go see it. But with her speed I really had no way of knowing. I, however, went directly to Romulus. He was in his stud - Once Awakened: Chapter 11 at storywrite
Her blood was strong, almost like that of a vampire. Her thoughts were vivid and beautiful, not simple and plain like that of most mortals. I heard a voice speaking to me, not hers and not mine. I don’t who it belonged to but - Once Awakened: Chapter Ten at storywrite
Some years later, when she turned fifteen years old, I told Narcissa what we were, Romulus and I. I told her everything I knew about vampires. She already knew I slept in a coffin but, strangely, she never seemed to wonder wh - Once Awakened: Chapter Nine at storywrite
I had to go back to Romulus. It didn’t take me long to realize it, in fact I believe I had always known it. And I knew he was alive; they had only come after me. But what would he say if he saw me leading my mortal daughter b - Once Awakened: Chapter Eight at storywrite
This was how it went. I was always beautiful, unchanging. Had I been a human I would have been dead by now, but I would live forever. Waking with the moon, hunting or being fed by Romulus, I became strong, very strong. Not as - Once Awakened: Chapter Seven at storywrite
That night I wanted to hunt alone, I don’t know why I did, I just did. If I had known what would happen I would have asked Romulus to come with me. But I did not know what awaited me on the dark streets of Sorridin, what othe - Once Awakened: Chapter Six at storywrite
50 Years after previous chapter1 / I opened my eyes and stepped out of my coffin. Looking around, I saw the glass of blood that Romulus often set out for me. I took it and swirled the blood with - [ I'm running and running ] at allpoetry
I'm running and running But its coming to fast - Angel's Flight at storywrite
His skin was the only white thing in the room not turned purple by the black light. Not that I could see his skin with my eyes closed and his lips around mine. I barely registered anything except those lips. Hell, if I hadn’t - Once Awakened: Chapter Five at storywrite
When I awoke I saw Romulus sitting on the bed I once slept in. He smiled at me as I stepped out of the coffin and held out his wrist to me. I took it and drank from him again feeling the indescribable strength rush through me - Once Awakened: Chapter Four at storywrite
Shortly after that I turned eighteen, and although I was now an adult by any human standards I was not even a child by vampire standards. I was both so I was to be judged as both. I was old, I was young. But I knew I would no - Once Awakened: Chapter Three at storywrite
Romulus also told me of the Blood Amulets, the necklace given to every newborn by their maker when they are reborn. They curse it by putting their blood on it. No one mortal or immortal alike can touch it or wear it without t - Once Awakened: Chapter Two at storywrite
Without Romulus if I had healed, it would have been months, if I had even lived, I probably would not have even done that. He had pulled me away from the clutches of a terrible and lonely death at the last minute. - memories at allpoetry
The artist looks at the painting On the studio wall - suicide is painless at allpoetry
This suicide was painless Thats all that I can say - Little girl, sit and pose at allpoetry
Little girl, sit and pose We'll paint the side of you - This cage at allpoetry
I've been in this cage since the day of my birth I've never found myself of any worth - Green Eyes at allpoetry
I stare at them all through my green eyes Sadness is something eyes can't hide - you cant at storywrite
"Look me in the eye and tell me you love me," She whispered as she felt a tear ran down her face, "if you can." - One sentence wonder! at storywrite
It was her innocence that sent her to hell. - Once Awakened: Chapter One at storywrite
The years of my mortality had passed away quickly. Time always passes quickly when you’re mortal. Mortals take life and its joys for granted. They take time for granted. They are always telling themselves it can be done later - Once Awakened: Prologue at storywrite
I love the hunt; it’s a beautiful dance of death between the predator and my prey. It is a true test of a vampire, a true test of our skill, of our power, of our strength. I love the excitement of it all. I love stalking sile - Green Eyes at storywrite
I stare at them all
through my green eyes - Sadistic Demon: A Dangerous Combination at storywrite
Derecho held the girl close to him, almost protectively, but he shouldn't have been the one protecting her. She didn't care, she danced as close to him as she could. The dance was slow, sensual. She saw it as a dream come tru - Vampire Kisses at allpoetry
Kiss me sweetly In the dark - I'm sorry, Angel at allpoetry
It's too late angel they've all gone - No Love for Her at storywrite
"Get outta here!" He shouted at her, but she still tried again, after all he was her father.1 / "Daddy I promise I-" She started but again he shouted.2 / "I said get - Coming Undone: KoRn (Story of a Song) at storywrite
I'm coming undone, it screamed inside his head and he sat in the little room, keep holding on, he told himself though he knew it wouldnt last much longer. 1 / Guess the black dots have come again - The Dope Show: Marilyn Manson (Story of a Song) at storywrite
She threw the magazine against the wall, it bounced of and landed on the floor. It was opened, oddly enough, to the page she had been looking at when she threw it. "Are YOU the Next Big Model?" The bright words on the page as - Your Star By Evanescence (part of my new series Story of a Song) at storywrite
I can't see your star.
I can't see your star.
Though I patiently waited, bedside, for the death of today. - The Basic Beast Inside at storywrite
It starts out so simple, a basic desire that I can ignore - On the Color Black at allpoetry
They say that black is an evil color They say it's for the dead - Gone at storywrite
"Julius, where are we going?" I asked my silent companion, but he remained silent. / "What's going on? Please Julius, can't you tell me?" I pleaded with him. / Julius stopped walking and turned to me. I tried to
