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 scientific discipline. If you brought a flaming thrower to the dark ages you 'd been deemed either a beldame or a firedrake. Whose to say someday science wo n't set aside us to ferment invisible. Who 's to say vampism is n't some form of terrible virus. wolfman are quite different and unqiue in every right field of there existance. A virus that effects the DNA make-up of a human being all together. The full moon triggers a pheromone in a persons lineage causing the transformation into the beast. A bare, coarse, grey Hugo Wolf is stronger then a human, a human is three times bigger then a grey wildcat. Werewolves tend to be 3 times stronger then timberwolves.
Now I mentioned monsters. What is a monster ? A creature that goes bump in the night ? A vampire ? avowedly lamia kill people and drink rake. But so far that makes them no more a ogre then a tick. They can help it no more then we can help eating to survive or a Friedrich August Wolf for eating it 's food for thought raw. A monster is really an outcast who must bend the rules to survive. What 's the deviation between skirt chaser and `` Monsters '' ? Two things, vampires have minds of thier own, werewolves ca n't be con controled. Hideous monsters they are, for these creature will not bend down to the regulation of man. Unruled, unique, unmatched, untamed.
Two new tarradiddle will be coming hopfully by the end of the weekend. The Moon, Immortal Night.
I hope you like the fib as I put a bit of oldfashioned revulsion into my collection of mostly original stories.


Tanya hurried down the the street. She had a sensory faculty someone was watching her ... Stalking her ... Hunting her.
Tanya, who had just graduated high, was one of the most popular scholarly person. She was on the basketball team and track squad. Everything seemed to cease after highschool though. She was on a jog but after getting a terrible spirit in her breadbasket, she had to stop. Her full-of-the-moon sassing quivered. Her firm and finely molded ass tighening with every turn she made to stare at the darkness. Her breasts tucked firmly in her summercater bra which was all she wore on her top half. Her bottom half had a pair of spandex jogging shorts. Her very pretty feature of speech gleaming in beadwork of sweat. She turned around her blond tomentum in a ponytail swinging. The Russian born adult female, who was now American, felt fear for the initiative metre since she was 2 and moved to U.S..
Something watched her. It 's dark thoughts swirling in a sea of beatial thoughts.
She still felt a bit secure knowing she had a knife from her older sister who got it for her on her trip to Translvania. She turned around again as a face caught her slew letting out an involuntary gasping scream. The man in front of her stared at her.
'' Arent you the police chief ? '' she asked calming down.
'' Yes, listen, it 's not prophylactic out here you need to get home. There 's things out tonight that should n't be in the metropolis, now go base as fast as you can. '' he said hurriedly, his breath increasingly hyper, beads of sweat begining to pour from his brow.
'' Chief Book of Daniel ? '' she said as he fell to his knees.
The newly elected man in his twenty yelled as gimcrack as he could, a gentleman's gentleman articulation combined with a animal, `` RUUUN ! ! ! ``
Tanya jumped back and scrambled to her groundwork and started sprinting.
His heart opened as the beasts replaced his.
'' It 's coming out. '' he whispered as the cloud uncovered the full moon and caused him to let out a blood curtling howl.

Francis peered from her apartment way window.
What had that old man meant when he said that he could smell out one of the Creator on her ? It scared her deeply. Usualy she was at a nightclub by now. However that damn old man really gave her a fright. She knew the danger of the city. Everyone joked how cypher ever happens in Canada, it was true people were pretty friendly, but every urban center had it 's risk. She was n't about to go into the night of night and get hold out some drug Maker is out to kidnap her.

Elric stood three roofs away and could still see, smell, and see Francis perfectly. She had a B-cup breasts, an ample but not fat ass. Her thighs were succulant. Her centre a mysterious brownness middle and coal black hair. She had Elwyn Brooks White skin and always wore sinister lipstick and smiled kindly. She was consummate. She was night and mysterious.
Elric stood with chest spread wide, bare, his muscle gleamed in the moonlight. His tegument was a sickly dark US Navy blue. His oculus were an aluring green. With long maneuver spike and longsighted canid teeth the creature spread it 's fender. It 's powerful peg lunching off the ceiling in a muscular roar into the night toward his new mistress. His had been living for 300 class, he has kept his work force off of humans for the last 30 years, no Brassica napus, no kill, he deserved this one human, he needed this one.
Francis, wearing black panties and a black bra slipped under her covers laying her foreland to rest.
She did n't find her bedroom window glide open as the masterful vampire lord slipped in. He looked upon the 20 year old daughter in the bed. His hands reached out, his nails sharp and pointed.
'' 30 years ? '' he whispered, `` Far too long. '' he said slowly shaking his foreland with a lustful smiling .