Vrykolakas

I look alive. I'm dead, inside. My heart has holes and black blood flows. I bite, you bleed. You may fight, but I must feed. So lock your doors when darkness fills, or I will take you while you sleep.

Viko-Dlak

I look in the mirror and see my own reflection starring back. My eyes my own, but not. They were brighter, gleaming, and glowing like a neon light lit up in a dark room. Like a sunflower that was blooming over and over again. My long dark hair flowed messily over my ivory skin, blending with the charcoal lace dress th...