Carlo watched Steve pass out from the Rohypnol laced beer. When he no longer moved, Carlo dressed him in his work clothes. Carlo wanted to do more, but did not want to incur Molly's wrath again. It took two days to recover from her last punishment. When S...
Gwen went home, but remembered that she had some of Eran's clothes to return. She thought about going there, but hesitated. She needed to clean up and get some sleep, before she would face them again. She took a shower, put on some underwear and went to b...
As Molly strutted down the hall toward the cell holding Sean and the couch beyond where Carlo lounged, she transmogrified from the red haired, desirable Irish woman to the being she really was. Her hair turned black as coal. Small horns poked through her...
Gwen woke and felt really wasted. She lay in bed not moving, trying to remember what happened. The last thing she remembered, was talking to the older vampire, Andrei. Vampires, oh how she hated them. She had to get out of there fast. She thought, "Am I a...
It was a cold Friday evening in January when Sylvia was walking to her boyfriend Bob's condo. She was thinking about the night they finally hooked-up. Sylvia was a third year English Lit major at Kent State University. She met Bob the first day of the pre...
Spring arrived in the city and revival was evident as the dormant parts of nature burst on the scene. There was a feeling of renewal and a thriving energy, as things came to life. Yet, there was someone or something in the city who took that life quietly...
"There is nothing like the sound of sirens and the smell of murder in the morning," chortled detective Slade to his new partner Eran. It was the end of their shift, but something about the crime and the witness felt strange to the original detectives. The...
200 years, that's how long the war had been going on. In the dark of night 2 races were at war, fighting over land and honor for their people On one side there was the vampires, a cursed race that could only wander the night and had to feed off the blood...
A woman stared into the alley while a tall, dark figure ran away, after realizing he’d got caught. She was paralyzed for a few seconds, trying to understand what she was seeing. Getting her voice back, she let out a loud, high pitched scream that caught t...
On a cold dark night a figure stood, Pale face shrouded in darkened hood, Statuesque, as though carved from wood; No beauty held the night sky. As pale as soapstone, his damp cold skin, No breath to see nor heartbeat within, A tear rolled down from cheek...
Beep! Beep! Beep! The sound of the alarm clock woke me as I groggily rolled over to turn it off. I took that deep morning breath that you only get from a good night sleep as I took in the scent of Amy’s perfume once again. She had her hand on my chest and...
In 1985 I would face my biggest challenge theater wise. It was to audition and win the role of Count Dracula ,the Fall play at a local community theater. Now, I had done multiple appearances during Halloween as The Count promoting the Jaycees haunted hous...
Note from the Author This book was written as a Valentine’s Day gift to all of my readers as proof that romance is still alive in our hearts. Thank you for your support. Please note that the songs in here are pretty darn awful - mostly because they are in...
Part 2 It was around midnight, and I found myself out for a walk in the cool summer air. It had been a month since the heist at the store and I could tell Amy was still having trouble accepting what had happened, but who wouldn't? She wasn’t the only one,...
“Dad, come on,” she began as she held out a plate of food to her father. “You have to try and eat something.” He looked up at her with his tired, over-worked blue-gray eyes. “Charlotte, I can’t. I have to focus on my research. This is very important.” She...
