After years of her endless travels, Romana has finally found a place she liked most. Feasterville. The environment of this small city in Bucks County, Pennsylvania is perfect for her to write in peace. She is a bestselling author of mystery/thriller novels, though only known in the writing world as Deep Red --her pseudonym. A month of residing in the lovely house she bought in the outskirts of the city, she started to become at home in Feasterville. She liked her friendly, but not intrusive neighbors. She liked the serene atmosphere of her new home. She liked it there. For the first time in her life, she's at home. But, her newfound peace and contentment is bound to be short-lived. Just as Romana was getting settled in her new home, the peaceful city of Feasterville was suddenly thrown into chaos with rumors of vampires roaming the city, spreading like wild fire. Women started disappearing every three days then, later found dead with bite marks on their necks. Eye-witness accounts describe deathly-pale men clad in black outfits with blood-red eyes, stalking the victims before they met their death. In the eyes of the superstitious people of Pennsylvania, the killings are no doubt, a vampire's doing. But, one cold night, a man believed to have belonged to the rumored Feasterville 'vampires' was found dead in the same alley. He was killed in the fashion very similar to his victims' death; with puncture wounds on his neck. That was just the beginning. In the next weeks that followed, the most-feared 'vampires' were found dead one by one in the now famous alley. All with punctured wounds on their necks. Blood drained from their bodies. It started when they made the mistake of picking the wrong victim... All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2015 by Willyn T Trabajador No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any form without the author's written consent.

A poet's sentiments on global affairs.

These are everyday poems that I've written out of my random thoughts and emotional moments. Hope you can relate... ~Lyn All Rights Reserved. Copyrights © by Willyn T Trabajador Please don't copy or distribute any of these poems without prior consent of the author.

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.