A Mysterious Visitor
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
932
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Dreaming
Disclaimer's the same as last chapter. If any of this looks familiar, it's purely on accident. All characters and storylines are mine, so don't sue. Or steal, that's just bad karma.
A/N: Look a new chapter! Wee! Thanks to those that reviewed, I didn't think I would continue this story, but since at lest some of you seem to enjoy it, I'll see what I can do. Please read and enjoy, and if you enjoy it enough, review!
****Chapter2****
Red eyes danced in the swirling darkness. Laughter trickled through the haze that surrounded her. Maharette knew she must be dreaming, she didn’t recognize the landscape that stretched for miles around her. Dark forests with tall trees loomed in the shadows, shadows played tricks on her mind. She tried to run, but no matter how fast or far she thought she’d gone, she ended up in the same place with those strange red eyes staring at her.
~ Don’t try to run my darling, it will only end in pain. Stay here with me my love, and everything you’ve ever wished for will come true. ~
The voice drifted out of the nothingness, causing a cold shiver to run down her spine. Maharette didn’t want to believe what the voice had said, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t seem to escape those glowing red eyes.
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Maharette bolted upright, her ragged breathing harsh in the silence of her room. Her nightgown was sticking to her
and she couldn’t seem to breathe right. She struggled with the expensive down comforter tying her down, she almost ripped it
in her frenzy to get out of bed. She finally managed to release herself and stumbled out onto her balcony. Collapsing against
the cold marble railing, she tried to draw in deep cleansing breaths. The chill night wind rose goose bumps on her flesh, but all
she could focus on were those eyes that haunted her dream. Still leaning on the railing for support, she scrubbed her eyes with
the backs of her hands, trying to rid her mind of that horrible feeling.
Once she’d gotten herself back under control, Maharette stayed out there for a few moments, letting nature soothe
her tormented soul. That’s when she started hearing the moaning. Damn it all, her father had forgotten to close his window
again, and now Maharette had tangible proof that he really was bedding that silicon blonde bimbo he called a girlfriend.
“For fucks sake, she moans like a bitch in heat! Can’t he tell she’s faking it? No women on earth would moan like
that, especially not for my own father!” Maharette vented out loud to the skies above.
She really was getting tired of the ways her father seemed to be parading that bitch around like she was the next
best thing since sliced bread. It was obvious to everyone but him that all that whore wanted was his money. Albeit, her father
had been one of the hot stars of his time but he hadn’t aged well, and time was starting to take its toll. Maharette wished she
could slap him upside the head and make him see reason, but she knew it would never work. That bitch would convince him to
marry her, the Maharette would get bumped to the side, probably sent off to some boarding school half a world away. This, now
that she thought about it, wouldn’t be half bad.
*********
A/N: I know it's short, but school's a bitch and I don't have much time. I promise more for the next chapter. Please review!
A/N: Look a new chapter! Wee! Thanks to those that reviewed, I didn't think I would continue this story, but since at lest some of you seem to enjoy it, I'll see what I can do. Please read and enjoy, and if you enjoy it enough, review!
****Chapter2****
Red eyes danced in the swirling darkness. Laughter trickled through the haze that surrounded her. Maharette knew she must be dreaming, she didn’t recognize the landscape that stretched for miles around her. Dark forests with tall trees loomed in the shadows, shadows played tricks on her mind. She tried to run, but no matter how fast or far she thought she’d gone, she ended up in the same place with those strange red eyes staring at her.
~ Don’t try to run my darling, it will only end in pain. Stay here with me my love, and everything you’ve ever wished for will come true. ~
The voice drifted out of the nothingness, causing a cold shiver to run down her spine. Maharette didn’t want to believe what the voice had said, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t seem to escape those glowing red eyes.
**********
Maharette bolted upright, her ragged breathing harsh in the silence of her room. Her nightgown was sticking to her
and she couldn’t seem to breathe right. She struggled with the expensive down comforter tying her down, she almost ripped it
in her frenzy to get out of bed. She finally managed to release herself and stumbled out onto her balcony. Collapsing against
the cold marble railing, she tried to draw in deep cleansing breaths. The chill night wind rose goose bumps on her flesh, but all
she could focus on were those eyes that haunted her dream. Still leaning on the railing for support, she scrubbed her eyes with
the backs of her hands, trying to rid her mind of that horrible feeling.
Once she’d gotten herself back under control, Maharette stayed out there for a few moments, letting nature soothe
her tormented soul. That’s when she started hearing the moaning. Damn it all, her father had forgotten to close his window
again, and now Maharette had tangible proof that he really was bedding that silicon blonde bimbo he called a girlfriend.
“For fucks sake, she moans like a bitch in heat! Can’t he tell she’s faking it? No women on earth would moan like
that, especially not for my own father!” Maharette vented out loud to the skies above.
She really was getting tired of the ways her father seemed to be parading that bitch around like she was the next
best thing since sliced bread. It was obvious to everyone but him that all that whore wanted was his money. Albeit, her father
had been one of the hot stars of his time but he hadn’t aged well, and time was starting to take its toll. Maharette wished she
could slap him upside the head and make him see reason, but she knew it would never work. That bitch would convince him to
marry her, the Maharette would get bumped to the side, probably sent off to some boarding school half a world away. This, now
that she thought about it, wouldn’t be half bad.
*********
A/N: I know it's short, but school's a bitch and I don't have much time. I promise more for the next chapter. Please review!