My Immortal Being

Something was different about him. Always him. Even though he was just my teacher, just a glimpse of him called out to me. We shared something far deeper than anything anyone could ever imagine. But the sense of touch and sight bore two different types of experience. I knew what I saw but when we finally touched, it a...

A Vampire's Charm

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as...