Lord Wolf MASTER MORPHERFu Married Izmo ...'s blog: "Vampire's Breath"

Today I smiled at a stranger and he walked in front of an on coming car. I felt no guilt nor remorse about his demise. The only feelings I seem to be capable of feeling as of late; have been those of anger and the cold sting of hunger. At first I fought the desire to sink my gleaming razor sharp teeth; into the soft yielding tissue of a human. That has since changed and I do what must be done to ease the gnawing hunger that seems to lead me from day to day. I stayed awake much longer than I should have this morning and was slightly burned by the beautiful rays of dawn. I must feed a little more to make sure my careless indiscretion does not leave any lasting marks. On my way to my favorite hunting area I met someone who intrigued me. He was ever so handsome with jet black hair and seductive eyes. My senses warned me right away that he too was a walker of the night. Smiling, he reached out to caress the cool soft skin of my bare arm. Wishing for nothing more than a moment alone with him; to taste the sweet nectar of his warm blood. Oh yes it was warm; I could smell the fresh blood on him; making my mouth water. Pulling my gaze from his I began to walk away; holding my breath in anticipation of his next move. Swiftly, not giving me time to react he pulled me roughly to him. Kissing me with such force that the tips of his beautiful teeth cut into my lip. The taste of my own blood; any blood was euphoric. Wanting to taste him I nipped at his probing tongue; letting the warmth and taste slide down my waiting throat. Moaning he reluctantly released me and began to walk away. Smiling to myself I continued on to find my nightly victim. Happy with the knowledge that he knew that this was my hunting ground and that he could easily find me again; I beckoned to a beautiful street walker and guided her to the alley nearby. Thinking I wanted her body she willing followed me giggling like a school girl. Quoting her prices and what she was willing to do for me. Pulling her close I whispered softly in her ear. Bidding her to be silent; my powers had grown immensely since I was reborn. Brushing aside her silky perfumed hair; I flicked the tip of my tongue across her racing pulse. Not wanting to waste a drop I enclosed my lips around that throbbing vein. Swiftly driving my teeth deep into her tender flesh. The rush of hot liquid seared its way down my throat as I drank my fill. Stopping before her heart stilled its beating I released her. Crumpling to the ground like a rag doll; looking beautifully broken. I knelt beside her and flicked my tongue over the two perfectly shaped holes in her neck. Sealing them instantly with my saliva. The healing properties of our saliva has made modern day hunting much easier; erasing all traces of the markings our kind are known to make. Leaving her pale form to be found by a passer by or vagrant; I walked away to seek my next wonderful meal. After having fed to my hearts desire I returned to my home to enjoy a quiet evening of music. Thinking back to the events of my day has prompted me to share them with you. So that you to may delight in the blessing and curse our kind must live by. This my friends is only the beginning...xoxoxoxoxo

Its funny how quickly time passes for our kind. It seems only yesterday that he came to me with his smile of seduction and promises of eternity. Willingly I gave him my innocence and my mortality. Now as the years have passed at least a hundred or more; I have nightmares still. Visions of pain and suffering at my hands for those I have taken that did not deserve to die. Sharing in the destruction and evil of my creator; I have seen his most demented deeds. Binding me to him was a curse not only for me but for him as well. Although convinced by his web weaving and lullabies; I gave in to his every whim; he stole from me any real choice by bending my will to his own. Not then knowing that it was his desire that filled my mind and caused my pulse to race at the thought of his embrace. Were I in my right mind and full knowing of the price I would have to pay for his eternal kiss would I do it all again. Maybe I would or maybe I would seek out a soul that was more divine and dedicated to my existence as a kindred soul. Alas, this was not the case and as I lay in his chamber day after day weeping for the loss of freedom I so desired I knew someday my pain would become his. Holding onto the knowledge of ages that he had given me; I prepared myself for the day he would tire of me and set me free. I did not have long to wait. Being seductive and manipulating those weaker was his specialty; one which I learned with swift grace. A smile, a kiss, the sound of ones breathing on the neck or ear. All of which led me to the doors of freedom from my master. My feeding of other men was never allowed; raging, jealousy, coursed through him at the mere thought. Biding my time faithfully I obeyed him; but as I said before I was a prisoner bound to a demon. One night he left to feed and never returned. I felt the coming of this parting for years and finally he had forsaken me. Feeling relieved but fearful; I began to live the life I had dreamed about. Walking among mortals men and women alike; knowing that I could taste of whomever my desires would lead me to, was an absolute thrill. Beautifully I would take only those that had already given up their will to live. By allowing them the freedom to die in peace with their last feeling being that of obsession and desire. I Borrowed This From an Awesome Friend I Hope She Don't Mind.