Diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor, Anna has zero chance of surviving through the year and mothering her little boy, Casey - unless she gets made into a vampire. But then negotiating the streets of the old inner city sectioned as vampire territory is equally perilous, with hungry, instinct-driven and blood-fueled undead, possibly, lurking around every corner. Luckily for Anna, a certain vampire's been waiting centuries for someone just like This explicit 4900 word story is intended for adults only. It rough sex, biting, and other graphic content. 18+ only!


To me she was the model of the old masters of painting, of the great works collected in museums. The image of another times Venus. I yearned to see her stripped of her clothes, lying naked, her body exposed to me on soft, white sheets.

Impulsively, I jumped out from my hiding place a few feet in front of her path, startling her, causing her heart to race in a jagged arc.

My lustful, predatory instinct kicked into overdrive. I snarled at her, and my hands tore, as if of their own accord, at her clothing.

Her shirt ripped open. The nudity of her top half covered only in a black bra. She looked at me through frightened eyes, and begged, "Please, I'll do anything you want. Just don't kill me."

I swept her off her feet and hurried away, clutching her warm body to mine.