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Allure… 17

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Writing with tags , , on July 19, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… 17

“Through The Ages… We Have Been Known As Many Things…”

“But None Has Stuck Like… The Vampire”






Arram sits on the backs of her legs, waiting for Roy Milon to awaken…

A slight drizzle of rain has started to fall… But she hasn’t really noticed.

Flashes of La Fon keep going through her head…

As she tries to imagine him with her mother.

But sadly… She can only picture him with her.

“RUNNNN!!!!” Roy suddenly jolts into a sitting upright position, screaming.

“It’s Alright Roy!.. They’re Gone!” Arram assures him as she takes his left arm into her hands.

Roy is battered and bruised… He looks at Arram.

“What happened?” he asks.

She stands “It’s over…” she says and begins to walk back to her Mustang.

Roy is stunned by this, and quickly stands, and catches up to her… Checking to see that his sawed off shotguns are strapped to his back, which they are.

“What do you mean…” he grabs her arm, causing her to stop walking.

“Over?” he insists.

“I can’t do this anymore…” she pulls her arm away “My 17th birthday is next week… And I plan on being alive for it… I’m going home”



Arram is driving, and doesn’t notice Roy picking up her book.

“So they’re both in here eh… La Fon and Thomas?” he asks as he holds the book up to Arram.

She grabs the book, and tossed it out of the car “Yeah” she replies.

He’s a bit surprised by this.

“I noticed you were done with it… But tossing a book out the window when you’re done with it is a bit…” she looks at him as he speaks to her.

“Much” he finishes.

They pull into their hotel’s driveway.

Arram runs straight up stairs, her pink converse high tops carrying her way up the stairs in a pink flash.


Arram enters the room, and falls face forward on the bed.

Roy then enters the room.

She sits up immediately when she realizes Seth isn’t there.

“Seth!?” she speaks.

Roy looks in the bathroom, turns towards Arram, and shakes his head indicating Seth’s not in there.


Seth sits in a chair in the middle of the room, with a black sack over his head.

The thin, forty Something year old man in the white suit lights a cigarette, then sits in a chair backwards about ten feet in front of Seth.

He nods at one of the three large men in black, with black sunglasses, and the man steps forward and pulls the sack off Seth’s head.

Seth does not look pleased.

“Whatttt… What is this??” he ask, completely freaked out.

“You’ve been traveling with a girl…” the man speaks.

Seth doesn’t say a word.

The man nods at the man in black, who backhand slaps Seth across the face.


Seth’s mouth starts to bleed.

“I will ask you again… You’d best answer” the man explains.

“You’ve been traveling with a girl… Right?” the man asks again.

“Yeah” Seth replies.

“A…” the man shuffles through a black folder “Daisy… Arram?” he continues.

“Yeah…” Seth replies, but doesn’t look at the man.

“Good… Good… This will work out fine between us” he nods, and the man puts the black sack over Seth’s head again.

“HEY MAN!! I ANSWERED YOUR QUESTIONS” they all leave the hotel room, leaving Seth alone yelling to no avail.



Arram is sitting on the bed, and Roy is trying to calm her.

“Now hang in there Arram… We’ll find him…” she looks at him with vacant, sad eyes.

“We’ll give it another hour to see if he stepped out, then we’ll start tracking him” he explains.

She starts to calm a bit.

“Talk to me… Distract me from it” she requests of Roy.

“Alright… Why are you giving up on stopping La Fon?” he asks.

She starts to breath fast again, and he takes her hand… This calms her.

“He’s my mother’s ex lover… For one” she says.

Roy looks totally shocked “Uhh… Wow”

“Yeah… And there’s that other thing” she says.

“What other thing?” he asks with a puzzled expression.

She looks at him once more “He’s going to kill us…”

“Now hold on now–” Roy starts to say, but Arram interrupts.

“No You Hold On!” she demands in a loud whisper.

“He’s let us live so far… Me and Seth at the house where we first confronted him… You by the high school where you saved that girl… And now tonight… He’s not going to let us live next time Roy… I promise you” she finishes.

Roy is pretty much speechless.

“And if he doesn’t do it… One of his two Vampire friends will… Thomas, or Vincent” she continues.

“Vincent?” Roy replies.

“Huh, you don’t wanta know… He sounds like the most vicious of the three, and we haven’t even ran into him yet” she explains.

“I’m going home Roy…” she says with conviction, and all he can do is nod in agreement.




PICTURE CREDIT – Our Wizarding World

Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Eleven – The Wounded

Part Twelve – The Hunt

Part Thirteen – Thomas

Part Fourteen – The Truth

Part Fifteen – Victoria


Allure… Victoria

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Story, Writing with tags , , on July 17, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… Victoria

“La Fon Never Bothered Me Again… And That Was It… Or Was It”




La Fon stands before Arram…

“What do you want?” she questions.

“”What Do I Want? Well… There’s An Irony For You… As You Are The One That Has Been Following Me…” he responds, then walks behind her.

“I just want you to stop killing young girls…” Arram replies.

“Why… That’s Like Asking A Cat To Stop Hunting Mice… That’s Not Going To Happen… Whether You Like It Or Not… I Must Feed…” he explains as he gets closer to the back of her.

“Think Of It As A Food Chain Thing…” he continues.

She can feel his cold breath against her neck…

There is something extremely familiar… And outlandishly pleasurable about it.

“And Humans, are definitely “not” at the top of the food chain…” he finishes.

Arram closes her eyes… And tries to maintain her poise, as the feeling that’s come over her is rapturing.

“But why only young girls?” she asks, as she opens her eyes to see he’s moved in front of her now.

His skin is as fair as death itself… And yet, smooth like porcelain.

His hair a stark black… And his eyes… Dark… And also black.

“They Taste Better” he replies.

This does not go down well.

“You knew my mother?” she suddenly says to his surprise.

He takes a step back.

“Yes…” he replies.

“La Fon… Thomas… So the only one we’re missing here is Vincent…” she continues.

La Fon does not look happy to hear Vincent’s name.

“Be Glad That He Is Not Here My Sweet… As Your Handsome Roy Milon Would Surely Be Gutted, And His Blood Drained If He Was…” he says bitterly.

“What will you do now?” she asks.

“The Question Isn’t “What Will I Do Now”…” he says as he steps back towards her, and touches the side of her cheek.

Her eyes close once more.

The pleasure she feels from this is uncanny.

And… Unrelenting.

She gasps, barely able to speak.

“You were my Mother’s Lover?” she asks.

With this he pulls his hand back.

And she opens her eyes once more.

“Yes…” he replies.

Just then Thomas enters the room ,and joins La Fon at his side.

“This Is Your Last Warning Daisy Arram… Daughter To Victoria Arram… I Suggest… You Take It” with this he leaves, followed closely behind by Thomas.



Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Eleven – The Wounded

Part Twelve – The Hunt

Part Thirteen – Thomas

Part Fourteen – The Truth



Twitter @DJWrittenWord

Allure… The Truth

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Story with tags , , on July 16, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… The Truth

“Just As La Fon Was About To Finish Vincent, Yet A Third Vampire Entered My Room… It Was His Top Hatted Friend… With The Swirly Brown Mustache… “Don’t Do It La Fon… Vincent Was Only Protecting Your Honor… Something You Seemed To Have Forgotten About In Your Dealings With This Human…” Thomas’s Eyes Were Different Than Vincent’s Green, Or La Fon’s RedNo, His Glowed A Dark Blue… La Fon With This, Released Vincent From His Choke Hold...”

“”Fraaah!!” Vincent Hissed, Then Disappeared Into The Night… Thomas Then Went Back Into The Shadows As Well… Leaving Just La Fon And I. As I Stared At La Fon, My Love, Not Knowing Just What To Say… He Spoke These Words… “I Will Always Wait For You…” As He Stepped Slowly Backwards Into The Shadows…”

“And I Was Alone Again…”



The Second Vampire drove his grey Porsche into a lot where there was an abandoned building.

He got out of his car, and stepped inside.

Meanwhile Arram and Roy Milon had thrown her Dark Blue Mustang into neutral, dowsed the car lights, and rolled up along the side of the road near the abandoned building.

“I don’t like this” says Roy.

“Why? Our Vampire’s probably in there? We can finally put an end to this, and I can go home…” replies Arram as she gets out of the car, and opens the trunk.

She once again pulls out her Crossbow, but this time brings Arrows, or Crossbow Bolts rather, that have containers on the tips full of Holy Water.

She shuts the trunk, and starts to move towards the building, with Roy right behind her, as he loads bullets which also have Holy Water in them into his sawed off shotguns.

“Yeah, but doesn’t all of this seem a bit… Oh, I don’t know… Convenient? he asks.

With this Arram comes to a sudden halt, and looks at him.

“Probably… Now lets do this” she replies, and they both enter a side entrance into the building.

Inside it is absolutely pitch black…

Not a mouse stirring…

Not even a Rat.

They sepparate, Arram going left, and Roy right.

Arram is extremely light footed, and doesn’t make a sound.

Meanwhile, Roy, though a large muscular guy, is also pretty quiet.

The oh too familiar Coldness Fills the air…

“So You’re The One That’s Been Pestering La Fon…” a voice comes from the darkness, and two dark blue glowing eyes start to come towards Arram.

“La Fon?” Arram replies in disbelief, as she quickly raises her Crossbow up to shoot…

But not quick enough as the Vampire knocks it from her hands with lightning speed, shattering it into pieces before it even hits the ground.

She can see him now, it’s the Vampire with the 1800’s looking mustache.

“Allow Me To Introduce Myself… I Am Thomas” he speaks.

What Thomas lacks in looks, he certainly makes up for in charm.

Meanwhile Roy sees Thomas, and is about to shoot, when…

“I Wouldn’t Do That If I Were You” La Fon’s comes from behind him… But before he can turn around and shoot…

“RUN ARRAM!!” he yells, and then is whacked across the room some 30 to 40 feet, landing against a bunch of old office desks.


“ROYYY!!” Arram yells, and runs by Thomas, and kneels down by Roy’s side…

He is barely conscious.

“They set us up…” Roy says, before going unconscious.

The two Vampires now stand about ten feet away from Arram.

She swallows deeply, then stands to face them.

“Just $#$@#’ing Kill Me Already!!” she says with conviction.

This impresses Thomas.

“Take Him Out Back…” La Fon says to Thomas, and in a flash of light, he grabs Roy’s unconscious body, and dissapears with him out a back window.


“NOO!!” Arram yells.

“It’s Alright Daisy Arram… We Won’t Kill Him…” speaks La Fon as he slowly circles her.

Nervous, and frankly scared to death, Arram throws her blue hair back into a ponytail, as it had fallen down.

“Not yet” he finishes.



Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Eleven – The Wounded

Part Twelve – The Hunt

Part Thirteen – Thomas

Allure… Thomas

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Story, Writing with tags , on July 13, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… Thomas

“My Eyes Still Shut, I Could Feel That He Was Waiting For Me To Open Them… “I Can Wait All Night” he spoke. And So I Finally Opened My Eyes And Sat Straight Up In My Bed… Holding The Blankets Tightly Against My Chest… There He Was Sitting In A Chair Near My Window… White Hair To His Shoulders, And Those Glowing Green Eyes… “I Am Vincent” He Spoke. “What Do You Want?” I Replied… And Then He Stood “Tsk Tsk… Where Are Your Manners…” He Replied, And Started Towards My Bed… My Breath And Heart Quickened, And That’s When I Realized The Room Had Grown Deathly Cold… Colder Than It Ever Was Sleeping With La Fon… Almost As If… “You Shouldn’t Have Come Here Vincent…” It Was La Fon… Suddenly He Appeared Behind Vincent, His Red Eyes Glowing, I Trembled With The Site Of Him… Vincent In Turn Froze, But Did Not Turn To Face Him… “Come Now La Fon… I Wouldn’t Have Hurt Your Precise Elizabeth…” Vincent Then Cast A Wicked Grin, His Eyes Glowing Greener… “Although Her Neck Is Quite Appetizing…” With This La Fon Grabbed Vincent By The Throat And Pinned Him Up Against The Wall, His Feet Dangling Above The Ground… “VSSSPP!!” Vincent Cried Out. “You Really Shouldn’t Have Come Here Vincent” La Fon Repeated.



Roy Milon, Arram and Seth are all at a table… Roy starts to stand to approach the brown haired Vampire with the 1800’s style mustache… But Arram grabs his arm.

“No…” she speaks, her eyes wide.

“He’s looking for him…” she explains.

“Looking for who?” questions Seth.

“Our Vampire… The second Vampire has come here looking for him…” she finishes.

Roy sits back down.

“How do you know all of this Arram?” Roy questions her.

She lets go of his arm “I don’t know… I just do” she explains, never taking her eyes off the Vampire.

Roy nods.

“Ok then… What’s our play?” he asks.

“He will search for our Vampire… And we’ll follow him to him” she explains.

“And face two of them??” exclaims Seth in fear.

Roy cracks a smile, kicks up his boots on the table, and lights a cigar “Now yer talken…”

“You two are crazy… I’m not following a second Vampire to our first Vampire… That’s suicide… This is where I draw the line” exclaims Seth, as he draws an imaginary line on the table using a french fry.

“Good idea Seth… Just Roy and I will go… That way if we disappear, you can contact my uncle” with this she picks up Seth’s cell phone, and enters in her Uncle Tom’s number “and tell him what’s happened.”

“Now wait a minute–” Seth starts to say, but Arram interrupts him.

“He’s leaving, we have to do this now” she interjects.

The Vampire pays his bill, and leaves the coffee shop… Roy and Arram get up and head for the entrance as well.

“Arram… Wait” Seth says in a loud whisper.

Arram turns back towards Seth while putting her blue hair into a ponytail “Trust me Seth… We’ll be in touch”

The Porsche drives off, and Arram and Roy get in her Mustang and follow it.

Seth scratches his head, then is about to get up and pay the bill, when…

“Hello there” there’s a thin man in his 40’s, wearing a white suit blocking him from getting up.

Seth stairs up at him “Uh… May I help you?”

“Oh I think so…” the man says, then steps back… Two large men in black suits and black sunglasses step in and grab Seth, dragging him out of the restaurant, and toss him into the back of a black sedan.


Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Eleven – The Wounded

Part Twelve – The Hunt



Allure… The Hunt

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Story with tags , on July 6, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… The Hunt

“I Found An Old, Reclusive Cabin To Stay In For A While In The State Of Virginia, In The Americas… Perhaps It Was Just A Pipe Dream To Think That La Fon Would Just Let Me Go… But In The End, After Three Months Of Fleeing, It Wasn’t He That Came For Me At All… It Was The White Haired Vampire With The Glowing Green Eyes…

“Hello Elizabeth…” He Spoke To Me In The Dark As I Slept… I Was Afraid To Open My Eyes, Knowing That His Green Eyes Were Upon Me, And Would Be All That I Saw…


Uncle Tom prepares to depart, as Zorin packs his things in the Old Rolls Royce.

Arram is sad, and plays with her Blue Pigtails out of sadness.

“I shall miss you Uncle…” she says, and gives her Uncle a big hug.

“And I you my dear…” he replies and looks at Roy who is nearby, but not too close.

“But You’re in Good Hands I think…” Uncle Tom finishes, then gets into his car.

“I shall see you again soon my dear…” he says as the car drives off.

“Ok… Now what?” asks Seth who looks like he didn’t get enough sleep.



“Well… Like I say… Summer is coming, which means he won’t be able to just stock the high schools…” Arram explains.

“The question is, why didn’t he just kill me… He could have last night” speaks Roy from the back of the car.

He then leans up against the back of the front seat, and notes the “Vampire’s Lust” book again on Arram’s bench seat.

“You know, you really don’t strike me as the type that would read an “Erotic Vampire” book, if you don’t mind me sayen…” Roy says, and Arram quickly tucks it into her purse.

“Yeah… Well… Shows you how much you know about me… Right?” she replies nervously.

Roy looks frustrated… “Ok… You know what… Pull this car over…” he says suddenly.

“What??” Arram is surprised.

“Pull it over” Roy repeats himself, and so Arram pulls off the next off ramp, and into a coffee shop parking lot.

Roy gets his stuff, and gets out of the car.

Arram follows, grabbing onto his arm “Roy? Where are you going??” she says with concern.

“You know what little one… With as much as you, and your “Uncle Creepy” are willing to tell me about what’s going on, I figure I’m better off hunting this guy by myself…” he says, pulling his arm away from her.

Seth jumps out of the car “What’s going on?”

“My Uncle isn’t Creepy…” Arram says most unconvincingly, then looks over at Seth.

“Is he?” she ask Seth, who basically shakes his head yes, confirming that he is a bit creepy.

“I’m out of here…” Roy starts to step away.

“IT’S MY MOM’S BOOK!” Arram calls out to Roy as he walks away.

He stops, then looks at her.



The three of them are eating Cheeseburgers, this time Arram has a Chocolate shake.

“So your Mom wrote Vampire Romance Novels? Don’t you find that a bit coincidental?” Roy asks as he dips some fries into some Ranch Dressing.

“Well… I guess… I don’t know” Arram replies.

“Yes, it is definitely a strange coincidence” Seth confirms.

“And what does your Uncle have to say about it?” Roy asks.

“Well… I kind of snatched this book from his house… I don’t think he knows, that I know that My Mom Wrote them” she explains.

“Uh, huh…” Roy replies.

“Well it’s damn odd” he continues.

“Wow, will you look at that guy…” Seth points at a man getting out of a grey Porsche in the parking lot, who has a 1800’s looking brown barbershop mustache, and heads into the Coffee Shop.

“That dude looks like something right out of the past…” Seth continues.

The man gets a table, and Arram can’t take her eyes off him.

Roy notices Arram’s reaction.

“What is it Arram?” he asks.

“That guys not human…” she says to their shock.


Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Eleven – The Wounded



Allure… The Wounded

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Story with tags , , on July 2, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… The Wounded

“You Must Hunt Her Down La Fon… She Shall Pay For Humiliating You…” Speaks The White Haired Vampire.

“No… She Will Come Back To Me… Of That I Am Sure…” La Fon Replies.

“She Mustered Up The Courage To Leave You… Knowing Full Well It Would Likely Be The End Of Her… What Makes You Think She Will Come Back To You…” Interjects The Vampire In The Top Hat…

“It Was Never Me That Stalked Her… No… It Was She That Found Me…” Replies La Fon As He Disappears Into His Chambers.

His Vampire Comrades Look At One Another… “I Shall Find Her” Speaks The White Haired One, His Green Eyes Glowing Fiercely…


Arram is sitting by Her Uncle Tom, eating a plate of spaghetti… Seth is talking to Zorin, and eating pizza…

Roy Millon is sitting on the other side of Arram.

Suddenly she stands, and puts her blue hair into a ponytail “I’ll be right back…” she steps away to the restroom.

Roy just stares at his large steak… But he finds he’s not hungry.

He looks up to see Uncle Tom staring at him.

“So you finance your niece to slay Vampires? If you don’t mind me asking” speaks Roy.

Uncle Tom leans forward “Oh but I do mind you asking…” he replies without breaking his gaze.

“Of course you do…” Roy replies, then stands.

Arram returns “Where are you going Roy?” she asks as he starts to walk away from the table.

“I’m going to go see if our friend is out there hunting…” he states, then disappears.

Arram’s gaze follows him, but she quickly sits back by her Uncle.

“He’s an interesting man…” Uncle Tom says.

“Uh… Yeah… I guess” Arram replies, and takes another bite of her spaghetti, swirling the noodles around her fork, then sucking them down.

“NO! NO YOUNG SIR!!” Zorin suddenly yells, and Arram and Uncle Tom both look over and see Seth trying to take Zorin’s turban.

Seth and Zorin both look at Uncle Tom and Arram.

“I wanted to try it on?” speaks Seth… Arram smiles.


There is a High School dance, and many students are outside sneaking drinks, and smokes, and chattering.

One blond girl in particular seems a bit down.

“What’s wrong Shelly?” her friends asks.

“Oh… I just thought it would be easier than this coming to the dance alone… But–” she starts to say as she plays with a small branch that has fallen from the tree behind them, but her friend interjects.

“He’s the one that cheated on you Shelly… He’s not worth your time… You’re so pretty… And Smart… You’ll meet better… Maybe this Summer?” her friend says encouraging.

“Yeah… I guess…” Shelly replies.

“Come on, lets go back in…” her friend suggests.

“Nah… I think I’m goina head home…” Shelly replies.

“Ok then, let me just get my purse from our table and I’ll take you…” her friends replies.

“No Karen, that’s alright, I’ll walk… I could use the walk anyway” Shelly says as she starts to wander off.

“Ok? If you say so…” Karen replies, then heads back into the dance.



Shelly makes her way down the sidewalk, holding her breath between each lamppost…

“Why am I so nervous tonight… I walk this way all the time…” she thinks to herself, making sure not to step on the lines on the sidewalk.

Suddenly an unusual cool air sweeps over her, and the whole area… And each time she passes a lamppost, the light pops and breaks…


She notes it, but starts to sing to herself, and rubs her arms to keep warm… But it’s not working.


“Ok… This is just weird…” she thinks to herself.

POP!” the third time it happens, she jumps inadvertently.

“Jesus!” she says out loud.

“I remember him…” a voice suddenly comes from behind her, but she starts walking faster.


“He was a good man…” the voice continues, as if it’s right behind her, though she is walking much faster now.

She starts to run…

And sweat slightly, as her heart’s pace quickens…

She runs around a corner… And he’s there.

Standing in the middle of the sidewalk, picking petals off a flower.

She stops, breathing quickly “Hello…” she says without thinking.

He looks up.

It’s too bad…” he says.

“What’s too bad?” she asks, not knowing what else to do.

“Flowers… Their lives are so short” with this he tosses the flower stem away and starts to move towards her…

She can not move… Paralyzed by his gaze… And deep… Brown eyes.

VROOMMM!” suddenly Arram’s Mustang comes around the corner, and pulls up alongside the two of them.

Roy is driving it…

“Need a lift little lady?” he asks Shelly, but is looking at the Dark Haired man.

“I… Uh…” the girl replies, unable to move.

The Vampire releases his gaze… And suddenly she can move, and jumps in the passenger side of the car.

“Sure… Thanks…” she says so very relieved.

“So if you’re taking her home… Who will watch over Arram…” speaks the Vampire.

Roy just stares at him “I do believe Uncle Tom will handle that, thanks for asking…”

He didn’t do so well last time… The Vampire says.


Suddenly the light by the car goes out, and before Roy can drive off, the Vampire is at the side of the car, his hand around Roy’s throat.

“GLECHH!” Roy gasps as he tries his best to remove the Vampire’s hand, to no avail.

“Never… Interuppt… My Feeding” he tightens the grip, Roy starts to go unconscious…




Roy is being shaken by Shelly…

“Sir… Sir… Are you alright??” she says.

Roy leaps out of the Mustang, and draws both sawed off shotguns.

“I think he’s gone…” Shelly says.

Roy is freaked out for a moment, but then gets back into the car…

“Boy I wish you were right…” he says.

VROOMMM SCREETCH!!” and drives off.


PICTURE CREDIT – Sign Up Vampire Knight

Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Twelve – The Hunt



Twitter @DJWrittenWord

Allure… Too Late

Posted in Allure, Blog Series, Entertainment, Story, Writing with tags , , on June 30, 2012 by darkjade68

Allure… Too Late

“The Train Left The Station Sometime After Midnight… It Was Near Empty As I Sat Alone Peering Out The Window Into The Darkness… With The Full Moon Blaring, I Could See His Castle High Upon His Families Estate… There Was No Turning Back… No… It Was Too Late For That…”



Arram sits her Mother’s Book down, as Seth is Driving… She peers out her window, the wind blows through her blue hair, as the roof is down on her Convertible Mustang…

Seth is Blaring Music on the Radio, well Roy sits in the back, sharpening his over sharpened hunting knife…

Roy leans forward, and sees the book “Vampire’s Lust” sitting on the front bench seat, between Seth and Arram.

“Whatcha readen there…” he asks.

Arram grabs the book, and stuffs it in her bag… Seth turns down the radio, and is about to reply, but Arram quickly changes the channel on the radio, and turns it up…

“Music!” she says playfully, and starts dancing in her seat…

“KATY PERRY? REALLY??” says Seth loudly over the music.

Roy shakes his head, leans back in the seat, and goes back to over sharpening his knife.

The car cruises down the coastline…

As they enter a Northern Beach town, and Seth has turned down the music, Roy leans forward again.

“How do you know he’s heading this way?” Roy asks.

“I just do…” replies Arram, as she puts her hair up into a ponytail.

Seth looks at Roy “Nice, right?”

Roy sits back in his seat.

As they enter the town, Arram notices the local High School down the road to the right.

“Head over there…” she says and points towards the school.

Seth takes a right and slowly drives by it.

“This is where he’ll come…” states Arram morosely.

“He likes em young, eh?” Roy replies as he scopes the surrounding buildings.

“Easy pickings…” interjects Seth.

“And seventy five percent of them walk home…” adds Roy.

“Younger people are trusting…” adds Arram.

Seth and Roy both look at Arram.

“What? It’s true… Life hasn’t worn them down…” she continues.

They both keep looking at her.

“Or so I hear…” she finishes, now uneasy from them staring at her.

“There’s a Hotel…” Arram points up ahead.

“Right next to “Ed’s Buns”… A Burger Joint, nice” adds Seth

Arram looks back at Roy “We’re going to go get–” she starts to say, but Roy interrupts.

“Cheese Burgers and Shakes, gotcha… I’ll catch up with you…” Roy interjects.

Arram nods.

They pull into the parking lot, and Seth and Arram go to the restaurant.

Meanwhile Roy makes his way over towards the school


Roy walks around the perimeter of the school, noting nearby trees, and shadowy places where a Vampire might be waiting… Watching.



Roy arrives, and sits next to  Seth with a smile.

Seth is mildly annoyed, as Roy is huge, and takes up most of their side of the bench seating.

But he continues happily dipping french fries in his chocolate shake.

Arram once again has a Strawberry Shake, for the third day in a row.

“I thought you liked variety?” asks Roy.

“How do you know I like variety?” she replies.

“I just know” he says with a smile, and lights a cigar.

Arram takes the cigar out of his hand, and dips it in the Coke she got him.

“You can’t smoke in here…” she says.

Roy notices there’s also an extra burger and fries, and starts to eat the burger without the bun.

Seth gives him a weird look.

“It will be Summer soon…” Arram suddenly says.

Both of them look up at her from their food.

“He’ll have to change his feeding habits… The kids won’t be in school…” she continues.

“Which means he’ll be harder to track…” replies Roy with a pensive look.

The waitress arrives, one look at Roy and “Wow…” she says without thinking.

“You are a big fellow…” the waitress continues.

Suddenly she has the coke with the cigar held up  at her “Could you get him a refill please, this one has a cigar in it” speaks Arram.

“Sure dear… No problem” replies the waitress, taking one more look at Roy, who winks at her.

This does not amuse Arram.

“Either of you guys no anyone who owns an Older Like Rolls Royce…” Roy suddenly states as he glares out into the parking lot.

Arram looks at Roy.

“Cuz one just pulled in to the parking lot, and there’s like a seven foot Indian driver wearing a turban that’s heading this way, looking in at yah…” Roy finishes.

Suddenly Arram jumps out of her seat with a huge smile…

“ZORIN!!” she says loudly, runs outside, and jumps into his arms.


“Zorin! Is Uncle Tom with you??” she looks over at the Old Rolls Royce, and sees her Uncle Tom get out of the back seat, with his white ivory cane.

She runs over “Uncle Tom!” and gives him a big hug.

Meanwhile Roy and Seth had made their way out into the parking lot.

Zorin gives Roy an unpleasant look as he passes by.

Roy just looks up at him and half smiles.

“Hello my Daisy Arram…” speaks Uncle Tom, who has dark brown hair, with some grey… And a sharply cut beard.

“Daisy?” says Roy to Seth.

“Don’t ask” Seth replies.

Meanwhile in the Shadows across the street… Red Eyes Watch…


Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Three – Uncle Tom

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Eleven – The Wounded

Part Twelve – The Hunt