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The Love Letter Part TwoPart Two
When he got to the car the man was awake, which wasnt a shock at all. He was awake and terrified, no doubt realizing that he wasnt going to be making it out of this situation alive. Daniel offered him no suggestion that the assumption would be wrong and threw a blanket from the back seat over the mans head as he hefted him inside. If anyone were to be walking by it would no doubt just look like he was leading a drunken friend inside. Once inside Daniel did his best to hurry upstairs, not wanting Mali to wake up and have to face his attacker before he was ready.
This would be a lot easier if you would jus
Once Bitten -Part Four-After the second time Donovan drank my blood I became his donor. He didn't drink my blood exclusively of course, my body wouldn't be able to accommodate such a relationship, but I was his preferred source. It was an arrangement that was not only convenient for him but one that seemed to bring us closer.
I wasn't as naive as everyone thought, I did realize that Donovan was attracted to me and of course I was attracted to him as well. The problem was that I had no experience in relationships or even in attraction. I'd spent my life doting over my sister, then searching for her and finally
The Love Letter Part OnePart One
Daniel Dexter Sunderland was a man of habit. His life was fairly mundane and boring, aside from the nights when he would pick a random stranger up from the bar or some other location, bring them home and murder them. He really had no friends, he rarely saw his parents, and his relationship with his sister was closer to a strange sort of friendship than a real brother sister relationship. Naturally because he was twenty seven and had been living a fairly repetitive life, this was all set to change. The change revolved around a man just four years younger named Malakai, a young man with a penchant for torturing people but a squeam
30_wounds - Not on the CouchFucking cat! Mali cried out, dropping the black fur ball and examining his hand.
Daniel, being the caring boyfriend he was, laughed loudly. She gets you every time! And every time you act surprised.
Yeah well, Im not falling for it again.
And every time you say that, yet here we are.
Mali scowled, nursing his scratched hand and plopping down on Daniels couch. Well I mean it this time.
Yeah, whatever dude. Dont get blood on my couch, Id hate to have to kill you.
For a serial killer, Daniel had a bizarre neat freak side that kept his house damn
Let's Leave UnsaidAt three in the morning even the palest light hurts Daniels eyes as he opens them, seeking out the red letters of the clock while moving as little as possible. The moonlight floods the room, and the sleep deprived serial killer curses his cat for knocking the blinds askew and allowing the offensive light into the room in the first place. In the past it was almost standard practice for Daniel to wake up, curse the cat, fix the blinds and then go find something to occupy his time. He would spend the remainder of the moonlight hours watching TV or cleaning upstairs, doing things that didnt need to be done again, but that kept him
Once Bitten -Part Three-I thought if I left things alone my situation would go away but of course that wasn't true. About a month after Donovan's first visit to my room he returned, the same guilty look on his tired face. He didn't seem as bad as he had before though, so I knew that he hadn't gone the entire month without feeding. I wasn't sure how often he needed to feed but I had a feeling it was more than just once a month.
Once again I sat up in bed and he came to sit next to me. He couldn't ask for the favor I knew he needed so I unbuttoned my nightshirt as I'd done before, this time discarding it rather than simply slipping a shoulder down.
"I'm sorry," he s
The Trouble With Serial KillerThere are certain hazards when living with a serial killer. Unfortunately for Mali, he was not aware that those hazards extended to the kitchen.
"Hey Danny boy, I'm going to get myself some ice cream, do you want-" What had started off as a normal question ended in more of a scream. "What the hell is that?"
Daniel looked over from the couch, and upon seeing his boyfriend's reaction he stood and walked lazily into the kitchen. "What's what?"
Mali pointed inside of the freezer. "That! What the hell is that thing?"
"Oh." Daniel's casual reaction was a stark contrast to Mali's complete and total spazzing. "That would be a hand."
We Did What?When Daniel opened his eyes with a pounding headache the last thing he wanted to see was his sisters face. Unfortunately for him, that was the first thing he saw.
I guess congratulations are in order, she said in her usual unimpressed tone.
Congratulations? Huh? Why are you here? Daniel looked over and noticed that Mali was still passed out asleep, his face buried in the pillow.
Im here dear brother, because you called me at four in the morning raving on like a drunken lunatic. So I figured I should pop in and check to make sure you were still alive. Of course- Danie
NaNoWriMo Day 2Among the various cuts and bruises Yan sustained he also managed to get several broken bones, including his right arm and three ribs. He remained in the hospital for three more days until he was finally discharged and had no choice but to go home. The thought of going back to his apartment was somewhere between comforting and terrifying, though the thought of being alone was definitely on the terrifying side. As it turned out however, Geri lived only two blocks away from him and promised that she would come by to check up on him as often as she could manage. Yan looked forward to that.
Waving goodbye to the hospital staff that he had com
NaNoWriMo Day 1Yan hated the taste of blood but by now he was used to it. He couldn't count how many times he had bitten his lip until it bled simply to stop himself from crying out as some unnamed man dominated him. There were times of course when he was allowed to scream, even times when it was encouraged, but usually this was not the case. Usually it was just a quick meeting with a stranger in the bathroom, and that meant he had to be quiet.
Anonymity was the name of the game as far as Yan Truant was concerned. Nightly he would head out to a club and seek out some lonely man for casual meaningless sex. No details were exchanged, no names and someti
Once Bitten -Part Two-I saved Donovan's life.
The thought stayed with me for days though I never brought it up. I suppose I knew this to be true before Leo told me but something about hearing it from Donovan's brother, his twin brother made it seem more real.
I spent my days acting as if nothing had happened, trying to ignore the itch of the healing wounds on my neck. My nights were spent laying in bed wondering if Donovan would need my "services" again, and secretly I hoped he would. None of this caused any kind of conflict between myself and Donovan, but Leo wasn't quite as easy to get along with. Leo kne
Once Bitten -Part Five-The next morning I did in fact remember what Donovan had said just as I knew I would. I was also in far better shape to think it over than I had been the night before, which is why I wasn't all that upset when I woke to find Donovan gone.
You know that if you gave me the chance I would love you more than anyone else in this world ever could.
When Donovan had told me that I could have died right there. I'd never had anyone tell me that they even really liked me, at least not romantically, and Donovan was telling me he could love me? I knew it would be outright idiotic to continue to deny my feelings but for s
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