AdrielJester Writing

A vampire, maybe, she wanders into the night. A Vampire in love, maybe, scorned by the lustful moon, Blue flowers and crimson petals, her wings ..

It’s killing him, tearing him up inside, He runs, she gives chase, they fall. It hurts so much, but he says ” more.” A place ..

You are sad and all alone, like a dog without a bone, It’s all been a lovely lark, but now you’re out of luck. You’re old an..