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i woke to the sound of mi alarm clock it was a saturday  morning and it was cold out side. i luved the cold but mi mom hated it ,she said i was weird but i dont care.i get out the nd go to mi mirror and look at myself  mi sliver hair that went down mi lower back was a mess alitte   and i had bags under mi eyes but when i brushed mi hair and took a shower i look a lot better then before."good all better"i said,"scarlet!!!"i heard mi mom yell i quickly but a tank and sweat pants and ran down stairs .when i got in the kitchen where mi mom was she was holding so many sweets i was shocked,"heyy mom watz up" "here"mom said giveing me two cakes "g

it was the night of the dance a girl was seating down watching people move to the beat then all of a sudden a guy came up to her and whispered "come to me" she looked cunfused but she obeyed.when she came to the guy he touched her and pulled her closer then the guy grabed  her hair and pulled it softly to the side he licked her vain, his crimson eyes showing, then with fast movement sinked his sharp teeth in her neck then the, girl woke up.

Chapter 2 Adrian slid his thumb over the slick casing of his cell phone for a long moment before finally returning it to his pocket. Cassy had insisted he get this one, forced him into the damn store to buy it. Practically dragged him there. She was a bad influence. Bad influence or not she always managed to make him smile and he supposed that was a good enough reason to continue seeing her. The auditorium was filled with the sounds of instruments being tuned up behind him and the random notes left him with an odd sense of peace. Life, he had forgotten how to enjoy it until a few weeks ago. He swore that he would never see her again, swore

"I got sick of waiting for you to invite me over so I went and found your boyfriend, he actually invited me over!" Her mother snapped, reaching up with a ring and bracelet laden hand to remove her sunglasses. Her eyes were as green as Cassy's but there was a lot more fire in them. "Mom, I was going to invite you over, it's just..." Cassy started but was cut off by the loud clicking of her mother's high heels on the tile floor. "Give me a hug baby and all will be forgiven!" Her mother said. Cassy obliged. "Mael... this is my mother Jackie, though I am sure she has thoroughly acquainted herself already." Cassy said when finally released. Jacki

Prologue Confessions (Cassy's Diary) Dear  Diary, It's been exactly two months since I found out I was pregnant, well, two months and seven days. Mael neglected to tell me for a week that I was pregnant. I know that sounds strange, that my (almost husband) would be the one to know before me but obviously my life is not normal anymore. I did finally call my mother and tell her about Mael, she really wants to meet him. I did not tell her about the twins however or that fact he is a vampire, obviously. It's not that I am ashamed that I got pregnant before getting married it's just that my mother will be... weird about it. I have le

Vampire Chase Chapter 1: The Eternal Deal Heavy breathing… Heart beating fast in my chest… Running for my life. I didn't turn to see the hypnotizing eyes of the blood-sucking creature after me. The green and blue-eyed angel of the night… Not stopping for air, I ran as fast as I could through the cold, damp forest. Unaware, I felt my feet get caught in a tree root, causing me to lose my balance and fall forward, my hands and knees breaking my fall. I quickly crawled behind the tree that tripped me, itself and put my hand over my mouth to quiet down my gaspy breathing. I heard a fast swoosh, ~ making me think the blo

You froze. You could hear some whimpering sound down the alley. Naturally, your parents always told you not to go dark alleys at night. For the most part you listened but those were whimpers of pain. Someone was hurt. You could run off and pretend that you didn't hear anything, like the Bystander Effect, otherwise known as Genovese Syndrome said you would from your psych class. It meant that if someone was in danger or in trouble you would leave them. Or you could go and help, like your morals screamed for you to do. Should you fight what your body had been programmed to do or should you put yourself at risk to help someone who might be fakin

::..What if… ::..Que pasa si… What if I die tomorrow? Who would care? Why would they care? Would they care, out of pity? Or would it be out of sympathy? And if I really died who would come to my funeral? My friends or foes? -- *Spanish/Español* ¿Qué pasa si me muero mañana? A quién le importaría? ¿Por qué les importa? Les importaría por lástima? ¿O sería por simpatía? Y si realmente me muero, quien vendría a mi funeral? Mis amigos o enemigos? --