If you said monsters and magic 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 Draco. Whose to say someday science wo n't reserve us to turn invisible. Who 's to say vampism is n't some sort of fearsome virus. lycanthrope are quite different and unqiue in every right wing of there existance. A virus that personal effects the DNA make-up of a homo all together. The wax moon triggers a pheromone in a persons parentage causing the transformation into the beast. A bare, common, gray-headed wildcat is stronger then a human being, a human is three multiplication bigger then a Charles Grey wolf. Werewolves tend to be 3 times stronger then timberwolves.
Now I mentioned fiend. What is a monster ? A puppet that goes bump in the Night ? A vampire ? confessedly lamia kill people and drink blood. But so far that makes them no more a devil then a check. They can help it no more then we can help eating to outlive or a wolf for eating it 's food raw. A monster is really an outcast who must bend the regulation to survive. What 's the difference between masher and `` monstrosity '' ? Two things, vampires have minds of thier own, werewolves ca n't be con controled. hideous ogre they are, for these creature will not twist down to the rule of man. Unruled, unparalleled, matchless, untamed.
Two new write up will be coming hopfully by the end of the weekend. The moonshine, Immortal Night.
I hope you like the stories as I put a bit of oldfashioned horror into my collection of mostly original stories.


Tanya hurried down the the street. She had a sense mortal was watching her ... Stalking her ... Hunting her.
Tanya, who had just graduated highschool, was one of the most democratic scholar. She was on the basketball team and track team. Everything seemed to discontinue after high though. She was on a jog but after getting a terrible feeling in her stomach, she had to blockade. Her full moon lips quivered. Her firm and finely regulate ass tighening with every turn she made to stare at the darkness. Her breasts tucked firmly in her fun bra which was all she wore on her top half. Her bottom half had a pair of spandex jogging trunks. Her very pretty features gleaming in drop of sweat. She turned around her blonde hair in a ponytail swinging. The Russian born charwoman, who was now American, felt reverence for the number 1 time since she was 2 and moved to United States of America.
Something watched her. It 's dark thoughts swirling in a sea of beatial persuasion.
She still felt a bit strong 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 expression caught her visual modality letting out an involuntary gasping scream. The man in front of her stared at her.
'' Arent you the police head ? '' she asked calming down.
'' Yes, listen, it 's not safe out here you need to get home. There 's thing out tonight that should n't be in the metropolis, now go home as fast as you can. '' he said hurriedly, his breath increasingly hyper, beads of sweat begining to decant from his supercilium.
'' Chief Daniel ? '' she said as he fell to his knee.
The newly elected man in his twenties yelled as loud as he could, a mans voice combined with a beasts, `` RUUUN ! ! ! ``
Tanya jumped back and scrambled to her pes and started sprinting.
His optic opened as the beasts replaced his.
'' It 's coming out. '' he whispered as the clouds uncovered the full 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 smack 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 fear. She knew the dangers of the city. Everyone joked how naught ever happens in Canada, it was honest hoi polloi were pretty friendly, but every city had it 's peril. She was n't about to go into the iniquity of night and find out some drug lord is out to kidnap her.

Elric stood three roofs away and could still hear, look, and see Francis perfectly. She had a B-cup breast, an ample but not fat ass. Her thigh were succulant. Her center a deep browned eyes and coal black tomentum. She had Edward D. White cutis and always wore nigrify lip rouge and smiled kindly. She was perfect. She was drear and mystifying.
Elric stood with chest spread broad, nude, his brawn gleamed in the Moon. His skin was a peaked dark Navy blue sky. His eye were an aluring green. With long pointed auricle and long canine teeth the creature spread it 's wings. It 's mightily peg lunching off the roof in a potent hollering into the night toward his new schoolmarm. His had been living for 300 years, he has kept his hand off of man for the last 30 twelvemonth, no ravishment, no putting to death, he deserved this one man, he needed this one.
Francis, wearing smuggled panty and a lightlessness bra slipped under her covert laying her drumhead to lie.
She did n't notice her bedroom window glide open as the masterful vampire lord slipped in. He looked upon the 20 twelvemonth old lady friend in the bed. His hired hand reached out, his nails sharp and pointed.
'' 30 years ? '' he whispered, `` Far too long. '' he said slowly shaking his capitulum with a concupiscent smile .