*this story is an outtake from my novel "the Lovely Forsaken" the scene does not appear in the book but I loved it so much that I decided to post it here. I hope everyone enjoys it!* I watched in terror as Daniel leaned over me and pressed his cold lips to mine. In shock I could not prevent his tongue from entering my mouth and it was an automatic reaction to let my own twirl around his. I would be lying if I said I didn’...

The signs were there, and I’m not just talking about the signs of Damian being a vampire. Of course those were there too, his being so pale and his unnaturally flawless skin. It explains why I only saw him at night as well. But no, I’m not talking about those signs; I’m talking about the fact that it was so clear that he liked me, or in the least wanted to fuck me. I’m sure I knew I had to; I had never been one to ignore...

All the common sense in the world told me not to go. But I had to. I had laughed when Damian first told me he was a vampire and I had found it hilarious when he had told me about the vampire club down town. None of that is funny now. I should have listened to Damian. I knew he only came to me when he was in trouble, but I couldn’t take it seriously, I mean who would believe in vampires? And even if vampires were real why...

How do I speak what I know deep within me? There are things I wish to say But the words just fall apart Maybe they don’t matter As many things haven’t for so long now Or not until recently There’s a feeling lodged between my ribs And I can’t help but smile As a tremble runs through my body And I try to hold my tongue. And question rather it be best to tell you How bad I want you, or to just smile Knowing that this moment...

He was looking at me. Well, honestly, he had been checking me out since I walked into the house. I kind of knew him. He was my girlfriend’s older brother, a bad boy. She would always try to keep me away from him, but I never knew; I just knew he wasn’t good and people left it at that. Not that he looked like they were lying. He had long, beautiful, golden-blonde hair that came to his broad shoulders, green eyes, the most...

    Darkness surrounded me as I sat in the grave year waiting for jack. It was a warm fall night and the stars were shining in the black sky overhead. He was late. Out of nowhere he had called me and had told me that he needed to see me. I had come at the given time but where was he? I was growing impatient as I looked around into the darkness of the cemetery      “Sorry to keep you waiting” I heard a voice form behind me...

I had always thought that Jack was a little odd. I just got weird vibes from the guy. Maybe it was the way he walked down the halls of our school and people seemed to magically move Out of his way without him saying a word. Or maybe it was the way he seemed to just appear places. A lot of my friends were cool with him but for some reason I had never gotten to know him. He was like a wild animal to me, dangerous and exotic...