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”
Category Archives: Daciana Vatore-Grace
Daciana: The Girl
Daciana believed if she asked someone, “Can I drink from you?” they would reject her. It seemed an unusual request. How would it work? Did the human hold out their wrist or tilt their head in a very public offering? She needed to know how the things Casimir taught echoed the real world. Daciana settledContinue reading “Daciana: The Girl”
Daciana: The Power to Leave
From the other side of her cell door, the sweet songbird voice of her blonde sister irritated Daciana. Luliana pretended she understood. She wished Daciana could hang out by the pool with her and their friends. It was hard explaining Daciana was ill and could not play with them. The door swung open, and DacianaContinue reading “Daciana: The Power to Leave”
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: What she loses
They, her parents and sister, were human. Each day they awoke, Patrick serving pancakes with lashings of maple syrup. Leticia would check the homework, offering helpful corrections. Their devoted daughter, Luliana, lapped up the attention. She thrived on sunshine, all sweetness and light, as she made friends and planned her prom night. Luliana would grow,Continue reading “Daciana: What she loses”
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”
Daciana: Doing My Best
Casimir rebuffed Daciana, sending her hurtling back to the ground. She screamed at him; the pain scorching its way across her back. In this time of peace, vampires had no outlet for their powers. War was a distant memory. The rules governing their hunting of humans meant they needed other opportunities. Sparring amongst themselves wasContinue reading “Daciana: Doing My Best”
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: 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”
By the Grace of Sim Gods 