Dean traveled lightly and fast. He tried to make himself look normal but the veins below his eyes seemed to be getting darker and his jaw felt like it was broken. He needed blood, and fast. Dean ran to the nearest alley and stood at the opening. "Everytime a person would walk by I would simply whistle and they would become curious. Hey, curiosity killed the cat." Dean paused for a solid ten minutes. "What am I doing with myself?" Dean said loudly. He ran behind a dumpster and waited and waited. Then what seemed like forever. He heard feet pattering. He panicked and stood up. Dean ran towards the person and lunged his teeth into their neck. The.... Lady.... Screamed and then the screams faded. Then she was as still as Dean's reaction to what he'd just did. Dean wiped his mouth, smiled and ran off to act like nothing happened.
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Bloodthirsty
VampireA short story about a young male vampire, Dean Oaks. Who struggles to survive in Manhattan, New York. Will he live to see his story live on or will he watch the people of Manhattan tell stories of how he failed at wripping their hearts out from the...
