A short standalone story about the depths of darkness we'd endure for those we love. This is already outlined, so I'll add it to my NaNoWriMo pile in case I finish the Vic fics. *** Clio needs three things to come alive in the world to which she truly belongs: the touch of her human... Continue Reading →
No Good Comes: a scene
This is the first draft of what is currently scene 3. Context: After he is murdered, Stephen King (no, not that one) is buried for forty nights, after which he will rise a bloodborn vampire with his soul intact. Until then, his soul comes out at night to feed, and he is bombarded with memories... Continue Reading →
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