Unholy Embrace a vampire novel by Neil Benson - meeting with a vampire in Central Park

Unholy Embrace a vampire novel by Neil Benson - meeting with a vampire in Central Park

Frank runs into an old enemy

When I turned around, Viscount D'Alessio stood ten feet in front of me. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. My body froze and my heart beat against my chest.

“Fancy meeting you here,” he said with a malicious smile.

“What do you want?” My voice cracked. I felt perspiration forming on my forehead.

“An opportunity to chat with you, become better acquainted.” His smile widened, making his teeth more obvious, as he stepped toward me. I looked around and saw no one. I turned and ran, but I hadn't gone ten strides when I found him in front of me.

“Running won't save you, and your precious little tart isn't here to rescue you.” He grabbed my throat before I could take a step, holding me off the ground. “It's time to have the dinner I promised myself the last time we met.”

He pulled me into the bushes when I heard a voice shout, “Stop. Police. Neither of you move.” A large man walked towards us. In his left hand he held his police shield. With his right he pointed a large revolver at us.

“What a bother.” The Viscount tossed me into the bushes. “I'll take care of you next. Make a move and your death will be slow and excruciating.” He raised his hands as he walked towards the officer.

Undead Embrace - vampire poem by Neil Benson

Whenever I run,

wherever I hide,

your dark presence finds me.

It fills me with fear.

It fills me with joy.

I try to resist you,

but my will always fails me.

I am drawn back to you,

across distance and time.

Memories of pleasures,

no mortal could imagine.

Feelings of pain,

no mortal could endure.

My resistance is fading,

closer I come.

Your dark Castle in front of me,

where you've lived for all time.

I go to your chamber,

to submit to your will.

Your perfect face before me,

a goddess of death.

Your pale white lips,

and dark blue eyes,

draw me to your netherworld.

Your mind caresses my cheek,

and strokes my body,

until I am aflame.

Closer you come,

and I show you my neck,

Ecstasy overwhelms me,

with the sharpest of pain.

Review of the "the Gentling Box" written by Lisa Manetti.

Lisa Manetti's, The Gentling Box, combines excellent writing with a terrific horror tale. The reader is immediately drawn into a dark world where the sun never shines, and the sense of menace never ends. Ms. Manetti demonstrates that horror exists within the human mind and soul to a greater degree than in any zombie novel. Imre, the protagonist, finds himself in a seemingly endless tunnel of horror controlled by his mother-in-law, the sorceress Anyeta. He is continually forced to choose between the lesser of evils, and takes the reader on a journey none of us would ever want to experience. This novel is not for the faint of heart, and it is not a good idea to read this tale before you go to sleep.


http://www.amazon.com/Gentling-Box-Lisa-Mannetti/dp/0978731891/ref=cm_aya_orig_subj

The Devils Spectacles by Wilkie Collins - free horror short story

The Devils Spectacles is not really a full-blown horror story but rather a cautionary tale about what happens when you deal with the devil. Sometimes we are better off not seeing things we are not meant to see. A good read.


http://www.scribd.com/doc/13289840/the-devils-spectacles-by-wilkie-collins