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Hunt or Being Hunted

Novel By: amira

A first attempt in writing a novel:

In the 13th century, back in Ireland, the whole country was in an uproar. No one was safe, not a living human, not even if you were a vamp yourself. There were undercover vampire hunters and worse still there were vampires disguising themselves like human as well. It was hard to find the real truth, and you would have been lucky if you have survived… View table of contents...


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Submitted:Sep 6, 2008    Reads: 145    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

Emmmm…I grunted in deep feeling of satisfaction. I savoured the great feeling well within me. My mind played the playful scene I just had with my prey a while ago, while I was lapping his thick red blood with my black- coloured tongue. Yum, what they said were actually true. Love a man and you'll going to have the most delightful 'night' ever. I licked another spot of blood on his bare neck. The last drop of blood on his neck will have to stay…
Huh! Huh! Huh! My chest was heaving up and down in a strenuous pace. I don't seemed to realize this, but I knew I was breathing vigorously. Beads of sweat poured out from every pore present on my body, my glands were working extra hard tonight. I don't have time to look down, but my feet felt like they will certainly going to part away from me, flying in the air maybe, with that kind of running. I didn't even dare to turn around, just in case she may see me. This thought made me closed my eyes suddenly and pictured the horrible and disgusting scene over and over again in my mind, reminding me that my only living relative, my only protector in this world was gone for ever. For eternity. My brother was dead. He was dead. Dead. DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! Those words sent a shiver in my spine.
Suddenly, I've heard, a distinctive noise not far from here, progressing itself. It was getting louder and louder and louder until…SWISH! I stopped abruptly in my track. My body was shaking hard. Did I…did I just saw it?
In the fairly illuminated night under the blinding light of the yellow moon, I had caught its glimpse. I didn't have to look twice; I straight away knew what it was. Then, I saw nothing before there was a pitch- black darkness surrounding me, and I felt something cold touched me.


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