Für Sarah
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  • Parts 23
  • Time 3h 8m
Ongoing, First published Jul 12, 2017
Mature
Images and ghosts of memories that had not yet occurred swirled vibrant colors into her mind. She forgot the bitter cold and the horrid, frigid  wind that swept her chestnut curls away from her beautiful features. She could almost feel the gowns of stunning women with pearl white skin brush her as they danced with handsome ice cold men. Music  that only she could hear sent shivers down her spine, making her moan in a strange and wonderfully wicked way. The most handsome man of all- nay, he was the most beautiful creature she'd laid eyes on- reached his long porcelain fingers towards her. "Come to me." He seemed to tell her, his dark billowing cloak like smoke shrouding him in the crowed of creatures who danced to forbidden cords. 

Her eyes flashed open and she stood. Taking a breath, her gaze trailed to the haunting trees of the forest she hadn't stepped in since... 

Sarah was coming to him.
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7 parts Ongoing Mature

Amid the 19th century, on a sprawling farmstead embraced by the English countryside, lived Scarlette with her bereaved father and the memories of her recently departed mother. The farm, once a haven of familial love, now echoed with the silent weight of expectations. Pressured by societal norms to marry, Scarlette found herself at a crossroads, her spirit stifled by the duties thrust upon her. Seeking solace and an escape from these burdens, Scarlette fled to the bustling streets of London, a world apart from her pastoral life. But amidst the labyrinth of cobblestone alleys and gas-lit boulevards, she encountered a being of nightmarish lore-a man whose eyes burned with a blood-red intensity, his fangs a grotesque testament to his thirst. This harrowing encounter awakened something primal within Scarlette. A relentless thirst, unquenchable by any means of mortal sustenance, took root in her being. It was a craving that defied explanation, steering her away from the life she once knew. Realizing the peril her presence now posed to her family, Scarlette was compelled to leave everything behind. She embarked on a solitary quest, one shrouded in danger and uncertainty, to find a cure for the curse that had ensnared her. Her journey, fraught with trials and tribulations, took her through shadowed forests and forgotten hamlets, as she sought to reclaim her humanity and protect her family from the darkness that now hunted her. In this world of grim romance, Scarlette's story unfolded-a tale of love, loss, and the relentless pursuit of redemption.