on 2014-04-27 07:41 pm (UTC)
dirtywhiteboy: (Default)
Posted by [personal profile] dirtywhiteboy
"Suffer the little children to come unto me."

The words were distorted because of the fangs, and Ruben yanked free of the human's grip, then spun on one boot. In the dimness of the dead-end street, it was difficult to see, but his eyes were lit from within by something unnatural. Something inhuman. Duffel Bag screamed, tried to backpedal.

Too late.

The vampire knocked him down, slamming the stocky body against the concrete. He could be perfectly brutal when he felt like it, make it last, but now was not the time for games. Dorothy had said she'd wanted to watch, and by God, he was going to let her watch.

It didn't last long, not once he'd battened on. Once Ruben heard the heart stutter to a halt, he drank another sluggish few mouthfuls, then released the bite. His belly felt overly full.

He toed the body, studying t. They never looked like much afterwards. He wondered if God would take this one, or if the devil had dibs.
This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

Profile

Birthright

May 2014

S M T W T F S
    12 3
4 5 6 78 9 10
1112 1314151617
18192021222324
25262728293031

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 16th, 2025 10:39 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios