Prologue

Just experimenting again with sharing. This is the prologue to a newly begun project and searching for some feedback.

"You can kiss me." The man's words hung in the darkness. He moved his hand on to hers and an icy chill rushed through her spine, sending euphoric quakes across her in waves. His amber eyes shone even in the low light.
"Isn't it against your rules?" She breathed.
She couldn't see his smile but she could hear it tinge his voice in a noticeable inflection. "Rules are meant to be broken. Even by us."
"Even. . .by. . .you." She echoed.
And before she knew it she was kissing him almost as if propelled forward by some unseen force. She lost all inhibition, all control. Her mind melted the moment velvet lips touched hers. Their tongues intertwined and she clawed at his back, pulling him tighter. Icy chills again as exposed n*****s brushed against his naked torso.
"Even by us," he whispered into her ear.
And once more euphoric waves tore across her naked body. But euphoria quickly turned to terror as she saw his face through the darkness for the first time. Fangs glistened at the corners of his mouth and blood covered his face. He grinned broadly, seemingly proud of the horror before her. Instinctively, she raised her hand to her neck and the resulting scream stuck in her throat. Blood poured from the fresh wounds. As she sat up warm ribbons of crimson poured over her naked body, staining the white satin sheets beneath them.
"Va--vam--" She couldn't bring herself to say the word.
The man placed a bloodied hand to her mouth and with his other hand raised his index finger to his mouth. Shh. And for a moment an uncharacteristic calm swept over her as she again seemed to lose control of her body. All the fight left her and she slumped against the headboard.
The effect was fleeting, however, she screamed against his hand, trying to use her feet to push herself away from the monster hovering above her.
"D****t," he spat. "I'm weak."
Slippery blood made his grip feeble and she managed to slip away with a blood curdling scream that shattered the darkened calm. "Vampire!" She screamed, bolting for the door. Had anyone heard? Not that it would matter, even if anyone had they would, surely, think her insane.
"I'm no vampire, girl!" She shouted. She turned and met his amber gaze and he once again had control, pulling her back into unwilling enslavement. How long he could hold the trance was the question. The woman backed slowly against the door, sliding to her backside, leaving behind her a streak of blood.
"Don't you remember?" He asked, almost pleadingly. "Don't you remember what I told you I was called? What am I, girl?"
With tears glistening in her eyes she held his gaze, nodding. He silently urged her reply and through sobs she told him, a single word that brought another solid grin to the man's face.
"Angel."

Author's Note

This was a very quick type, and a copy and paste to the website itself. Please be kind with formatting, and grammatical errors, please :)

Reviews

[Johanna Scarlet]

I like the idea you have started. I definitely wasn't expecting him to turn out to be angel. I'm a little confused about where all the blood is coming from though. It seemed to appear out of nowhere as there's no mention on how she got the wounds. Is she the one that's wounded or the angel? Is the euphoric feelings she's having actually him biting her? But he only kissed her lips and never strayed.


I understand that this was just a quick upload. I'm definitely looking forward to seeing more! :)

Edit: Looks great! Can't wait to read more. :)