What do you do when the regular rando in the corner of your shop is a vampire? Become roommates, apparently. completed, approx. 15,000 words, 1st person pov Reader, this story is my oldest one and was written when I was 16 or so, in a very stream of consciousness way. For fleshier narrative writing, my other more recent books do better.

A lesbian Romance : : : : I grumbled awake, feeling my body in a weird posture, and my eyes opened to find a flock of black strands for a wall. It didn't take long for my eyes to register that my arms couldn't move. I shift my head around, attempting to push the strand away, but my now-ragged breath was ineffective. I wasn't really bewildered. I knew just where I was. I knew I was bound to the blasted head board. Karib thinks this was a game? I had successfully pulled the strands away to see just that. My hands spread out like a bird's wing, with both wrists connected to the head board. My eyebrows furrowed as I quickly became aware that I was nude. My respiration quickened, as though I were pursuing my own shadow. I wasn't lying on my back. I was on my knees, my back arched, and I trembled as I realized my entire lower body was exposed to her. "Karib!" I shouted in a panic.