synderryn – Page 2

Send Me An Angel

Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit. Vince swore to himself as he left the motel room. He knew there was something there, some kind

Trish had enjoyed her time out with John and helping him shop. He seemed to like her, at least well enough to

She found herself backed up against the wall of the small motel room she was sharing with her partner for this job.

Independence did not come easy – or cheaply, for that matter. Early on, Petra did what she could to scavenge vitae for

For a moment, there was nothing but darkness, and the sound of people breathing. After a moment, some quiet cursing, and the

It had taken some time for her to grow accustomed to being known as Petra, simply because she had been born with

“Need….me…” she gasped, desperately trying to pry the hands that grasped her throat away, to at least loosen them, so she could

Trish sighed, leaning her head back against the seat of her truck for a moment before pulling out of the driveway. She

The moon was high and full in the clear night sky, casting a surprising amount of light on the area below, which

The bucket jostled a little, and a small amount of its sudsy contents sloshed onto the hardwood floor. On his knees, bent