I pushed aside all negative thoughts as easily as I erased myself from mortal recollection and with an air of authority, only we the kindred possessed, strolled into the beating heart of London life, eager once more to murder my family again and again.
Apr 082010
Posted by Gaynor Stenson, Vamplit Editor & Publisher at 9:00 PM Tagged with: author, family ties, the father, the watcher, vampire short story, vampires, vamplit publishing





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