| The Essence is a rewrite of a very old piece of work I wrote many years ago. Updates are very slow in coming, as I hate my writing style from back then, and I have very limited time for rewrites at the moment. |
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The Essence - Prologue Gabriel stood at the edge of the tree line, contemplating his chosen prey. The other vampires he'd spoken to had made the hunter out to be a competent threat. No vampire ever came back from the forest, but they all knew he was there. It was a challenge enticed from the first frightened whisper.The Essence - Prologue
The whole lot of them deserved to die. Cowering in the relative protection of the gas lit city, they spouted brave words while the stink of fear lingered beneath their false bravado. He would return soon enough to finish them off, but for now, he refocused his a
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TrappedCold blue-grey eyes watched her intently as she scrambled back against the wall. They never left her, coaxing her terrified whimpers from her blood stained lips. Horrified, she trailed her fingers over her mouth, her body trembling with knowledge her fear rendered her unable to understand.Trapped
“What are you?” came the scared question that she refused to acknowledge the answer to.
“You know exactly what I am, dear Mika. Your own personal demon.”
Cade pushed off the wall, sending her falling over the debris left in her way. Her eyes were filled with unbridled terror
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Cursed with RegretDear Khorben,Cursed with Regret
Twenty years have passed since I left you to Steven and his hatred. Your eyes burn into me even now and I have found that I cannot forget them; I have given up trying. I hated you for so long, pushed against your will, trying to get free… and now that freedom is something I can no longer bear. I cannot travel back in time, undo the wrongs I have committed against you. I am doomed to walk forever in the solitude I have cursed myself with, a solitude I would readily trade for a chance, just one chance... yet even I do not know what it is I am wishing for. &nb
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