Page 37 – My Writing

Life Sucks Sometimes

Lucy could hardly believe her luck as of late. No, wait – that was a misnomer. Some of it, at least, she

Jakob couldn’t sleep. He was too elated over recent events. He’d been gifted to major things – the ability to walk in

“You wanted to talk?” Blade said as he set his tray down and slid into the seat across from Mandy. For her

He reached over, brushing aside hair that was covering her face. He didn’t like seeing that look in her eyes – she

They were looking down at the screens of their hi-tech tablets (that’s what they appeared to be, at least) when she went

Greg stroked his chin thoughtfully as he drove down the highway out of town, one hand on the wheel as he headed

Jett waited a couple of days before heading into town to check on Jacqueline. He could have called, of course – but

Jacqueline toyed with the lace on her bra as she spoke to Claude. She had been missing him terribly, and hearing his

Lucas shoved his hands into his pockets and began walking away from the hotel. He needed to find other vampires – but

Mandy turned in for the night, hugging her stuffed bear close to her. Sir Mister had been given to her by her