Caleb found Charlotte curled up on the bathroom floor. On his way, he found chaos, paints splashed on the wood floor and rugs. He cringed, glancing at the kitchen filled with plates of half-eaten food. Two toddlers giggled, wandering naked on the landing. The child at peace was Damien, sleeping in his crib. Caleb followedContinue reading “Charlotte: Bath time”
Category Archives: Generation 3
Charlotte: The Vampire Infant
The weight of her body grew heavier with each step closer to the screaming infant. She could hear the dark wood creek under her weight as her heel clicked the stairs. Her hand grabbed the stiff rail, forcing herself to face what she long avoided. Charlotte wanted to scream, to let herself fall into aContinue reading “Charlotte: The Vampire Infant”
Charlotte: The Façade
Caleb had run out of sympathy, and they were low on funds. Since Charlotte was unable to work, Caleb took work with the Ministry. Juliana and Lilith stepped in to assist with caring for the children. It was difficult for them to juggle city lives and trips to Forgotten Hallow. The choice remaining was toContinue reading “Charlotte: The Façade”
Daciana: Existence
Casimir was lukewarm to touch because of a slight tremor in his hands. The shivering was often mistaken for being of a cold disposition. As their hearts were useless after death, vampires used rapid contractions of the peripheral muscles. It helped the blood flow and digestion. The warmth from fresh human blood heated them forContinue reading “Daciana: Existence”
Daciana: Dinner
Skinny blue jeans moulded themselves to her rounded figure. A black puffy-sleeved top with a sweetheart neckline borrowed from her sister. A pair of black pumps completed her look. It was the closest Daciana came to looking respectable. The one elegant dress in her wardrobe was from the wedding, and blue was not her colour.Continue reading “Daciana: Dinner”
Patrick: Upstaged Matrimony
Leticia was everything, more than he deserved. Her smile gave him warmth, a fuzzy feeling at the core of his soul. Patrick swept the hair back from her neck, cupping her face. He had failed once to protect her, and he would not allow this to happen again. There was no one in the worldContinue reading “Patrick: Upstaged Matrimony”
Patrick: She’s the One
The attic, decorated in a neutral colour, was the second choice for their wedding. Surrounded by large Honduran Mahogany framed windows, the space was airy and fresh. The aisle he walked had champagne-coloured rugs lined with blue petals. Pale bronzed stands placed at the ends of oak benches boasted white roses. Two small pillars tookContinue reading “Patrick: She’s the One”
Patrick: Wedding Day
An elegant home once occupied by the Von Haunts sat at the edge of Windenberg. The family put their home into a trust with the intention everyone could enjoy its splendour. Rumours they could not afford the upkeep remained unfounded. Yet, they seem to allude to the spotlight these days. It overlooked the green landsContinue reading “Patrick: Wedding Day”
Patrick: Will You?
Leticia watched herself in the mirror. The wounds on her neck were dark spots, tender to touch. The city noise was a reminder she was alone. Patrick stayed with the twins in Newcrest, torn over his devotion to them and her. Eliza knocked on the door. She and Scarlett were kind, allowing Leticia to intrude.Continue reading “Patrick: Will You?”
Patrick: Adjustments
Patrick added the last coat of warm grey paint. He read it would give a room an airy, light feel, something this windowless basement needed. In the corner, a black framed double bed. Besides was the black table Daciana chose from the online catalogue. White dressers lined the statement burnt orange wall. A television andContinue reading “Patrick: Adjustments”
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