Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Eternal Lovers - poem of vampire lovers by Neil Benson

Eternal Lovers -

From the moment I awake,
my thoughts are of you.
You took my life,
and made me immortal.

Our lives are entwined,
never to part.
Together in bed,
always so close.

You turn to face me,
and my love pours forth.
When you touch my face,
our loving begins.

Your tender kiss,
a nectar of sweet love.
The caress of my body,
sets me aflame.

Our passion grows greater,
at the press of our breasts.
You touch me deeply,
and I'm open to you.

Your fangs flick lightly,
on my sensitive core.
Only a moment more,
and sweet ecstasy is mine.

Now my turn to pleasure you,
and our love is complete.
 



In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. The stories and poems tell of the painful, and sometimes fatal, relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
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Monday, January 28, 2013

The True Story of A Vampire by Count Stenbock Eric - free vampire short story





In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. The stories and poems tell of the painful, and sometimes fatal, relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
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Sunday, January 27, 2013

from A Problem with Werewolves in the Dark Journeys anthology


"Pulling the trigger on the shotgun after the werewolf has left to its feet and is descending toward your body with its extended claws aimed at your heart is a waste of time."
         Baron Adolph Rothstein in "Killing Supernatural Creatures."

I got out of the car, turned, and fired both barrels of the shotgun towards a blurred figure racing at me. The werewolf howled and grabbed its right hind leg. I reached for two more slugs as the beast hobbled toward me. I put one slug in a chamber but fumbled the other. “Idiot,” I muttered to myself and finally chambered both slugs. The top of the werewolf’s head disappeared when my shotgun roared at the creature. The beast’s forward momentum carried it into me. The body and the rest of the werewolf’s head hit my chest, and I bounced off the car. I lost my grip on the shotgun as I fell to the ground, and I experienced a sharp pain in my left shoulder. Temporarily stunned, I took a deep breath and .......more.


In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. The stories and poems tell of the painful, and sometimes fatal, relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AERRMIM

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