Crimson

In nightly meadow, across a sea of crimson flowers she ran from me as I smiled to myself, enjoying the hunt. I could hear her heart racing as I grabbed her wrist, my fangs ready to pierce tender flesh when she laughed and said "the sun's about to rise and turn you to ash." I whispered sensually below her ear "You've crossed into the land of vampires my dear, the sun never rises here."

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Interesting end. Really unexpected. Good imaginative writting

[Cynthia Wolff]

thank you!!