

Vampire Labyrinth by ShadowenThe sound of rain awoke me from my present dream of the woman that I use to love, before the accident happened. Placing my hand on the red velvet lining of my sleeping chamber I could feel the large drops pounding down on the outside of my red wood coffin. The smell of the air and the feeling of the wood told me that it had been raining for at least a few hours. Taking my next breath the smell of a woman set fire to my nostrils. Images of her beautiful teenage body filled my thoughts and made my body quiver. It had been so long since I’ve had a woman, or anything for that matter. Opening the lid and sitting up I looked around seeing familiarVampire Labyrinth by Shadowen
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"A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." ~Thomas Mann ~postscript *FantasyWritersUnited
You don't mess with me, I don't mess with you. Let's keep things civil between us, shall we?
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"A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." ~Thomas Mann ~postscript *FantasyWritersUnited
You don't mess with me, I don't mess with you. Let's keep things civil between us, shall we?
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When i die place
¤ Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome. ¤
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A plea of innocence is guilty of wasting my time (Chaplain)
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"A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." ~Thomas Mann ~postscript *FantasyWritersUnited
You don't mess with me, I don't mess with you. Let's keep things civil between us, shall we?
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It seemed that moment would last forever. That you had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved. [CH0KE]
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