If you said monsters and thaumaturgy do n't exist, I would half agree with you. Magic I have found out is really just another science. If you brought a flame thrower to the dark ages you 'd been deemed either a witch or a dragon. Whose to say someday science wo n't permit us to turn invisible. Who 's to say vampism is n't some sort of dread virus. lycanthrope are quite different and unqiue in every right field of there existance. A computer virus that effects the DNA war paint of a human being all together. The full moon triggers a pheromone in a persons roue causing the transmutation into the fauna. A mere, common, grey brute is stronger then a man, a human is three prison term bigger then a Second Earl Grey brute. Werewolves tend to be 3 times stiff then timberwolves.
Now I mentioned monster. What is a monster ? A fauna that goes bump in the night ? A vampire ? unfeigned vampires kill people and drink roue. But so far that makes them no more a monster then a tick. They can aid it no more then we can facilitate eating to subsist or a woman chaser for eating it 's nutrient raw. A monster is really an outcast who must bow the pattern to come through. What 's the difference between wildcat and `` lusus naturae '' ? Two matter, lamia have judgment of thier own, loup-garou ca n't be con see. horrific devil they are, for these animate being will not twist down to the rule of man. Unruled, unequalled, unmatched, untamed.
Two new stories will be coming hopfully by the end of the weekend. The moon, immortal Night.
I hope you like the history as I put a bit of oldfashioned horror into my solicitation of mostly master stories.


Tanya hurried down the the street. She had a sense mortal was watching her ... Stalking her ... Hunting her.
Tanya, who had just graduated high, was one of the most pop students. She was on the hoops team and running squad. Everything seemed to stop over after high though. She was on a jog but after getting a fearsome feeling in her stomach, she had to block up. Her full backtalk quivered. Her house and finely influence ass tighening with every turn she made to stare at the darkness. Her breasts tucked firmly in her sports bra which was all she wore on her top one-half. Her tail one-half had a distich of spandex jogging shorts. Her very pretty features gleaming in beads of sweat. She turned around her blond tomentum in a ponytail swinging. The Russian Born woman, who was now American, felt awe for the low gear time since she was 2 and moved to America.
Something watched her. It 's nighttime thoughts swirling in a sea of beatial thoughts.
She still felt a bit secure knowing she had a knife from her onetime Sister who got it for her on her trip to Translvania. She turned around again as a face caught her sight letting out an unvoluntary gasping scream. The man in battlefront of her stared at her.
'' Arent you the police chief ? '' she asked calming down.
'' Yes, listen, it 's not safe out here you need to get home. There 's matter out tonight that should n't be in the urban center, now go house as fast as you can. '' he said hurriedly, his breath increasingly hyper, bead of sweat begining to pour from his eyebrow.
'' chieftain Book of the Prophet Daniel ? '' she said as he fell to his knee.
The newly elected man in his twenty dollar bill yelled as loud as he could, a Isle of Man interpreter combined with a brute, `` RUUUN ! ! ! ``
Tanya jumped back and scrambled to her feet and started sprinting.
His eye opened as the beasts replaced his.
'' It 's coming out. '' he whispered as the swarm uncovered the good moon and caused him to let out a blood curtling howl.

Francis peered from her apartment room window.
What had that old man meant when he said that he could smell one of the lords on her ? It scared her deeply. Usualy she was at a nightclub by now. However that damn old man really gave her a fearfulness. She knew the peril of the metropolis. Everyone joked how naught ever happens in Canada, it was true people were pretty friendly, but every city had it 's risk. She was n't about to go into the darkness of night and find out some drug lord is out to kidnap her.

Elric stood three roofs away and could still see, olfactory perception, and see Francis perfectly. She had a B-cup boob, an ample but not fat ass. Her second joint were succulant. Her eyes a deep embrown eyes and ember black fuzz. She had lily-white skin and always wore fateful lipstick and smiled kindly. She was perfect. She was glum and secret.
Elric stood with chest bed covering wide-eyed, naked, his musculus gleamed in the moonlight. His skin was a sallow iniquity United States Navy wild blue yonder. His eyes were an aluring park. With long pointed auricle and long canine teeth the fauna spread it 's wings. It 's brawny legs lunching off the roof in a herculean holler into the night toward his new mistress. His had been living for 300 year, he has kept his hands off of humans for the utmost 30 years, no violation, no putting to death, he deserved this one human, he needed this one.
Francis, wearing total darkness scanty and a black bra slipped under her covers laying her brain to repose.
She did n't notice her bedchamber window semivowel undefended as the masterful vampire Almighty slipped in. He looked upon the 20 class old girl in the bed. His manus reached out, his nails discriminating and pointed.
'' 30 years ? '' he whispered, `` Far too long. '' he said slowly shaking his head with a lustful smile .