• LOVE BITES CHAPTER ONE:



    Richard sat up in his bed in the morning and did the normal things a human would do, taking a shower, getting dressed, and such. No one would know he was a vampire unless they were a trained vampire hunter or a mythical creature as himself. The only sign was his deep red eyes and his fangs. He walked outside and the sun hit his face but other then warmth it didn't effect him. Richard took out a pair of keys and walked out to the driveway were a glassy black motorcycle sat idle. He threw his leg over the motorcycle, his gun clanking in his jacket as he did. He turned the motorcycle on and it started with no problem. Richard drove down the road towards the local bar, there was a guy name Derek who worked there who gave him blood instead of liquor, though sometimes Richard did enjoy drinking alcohol. Today, he was going for both. It took about ten minutes to get to the bar, around that part of the village it was grimy and a place where only thugs would be. The sign above the bar read, "Suckers bar." Richard walked in and sat down, "Andrew give me a bloody horse." A bloody horse was rum and blood, "make it a bottle." A tall tan boy came towards him smiling and holding a black bottle,"hey there Rich." He put the bottle down and popped open the top. Richard grabbed the bottle and walked out of the bar and got back on his motorcycle. He drove with one hand and took a sip with the other. When he finished he stopped on the side of the road throwing away the bottle and sat on his motorcycle,He took out a cigar from his pocket, it was his last one. He got a lighter and lit the cigar and just sat there and smoked it it.

    Vale yawned walking down the rode with her sling over her back holding it in one hand, the strap had broken off earlier that day, so she would have to get a new one and all at the next town or city she stopped out . she would only be there long enough to fix it grab something to eat and then she would be gone. that's how it always was since she had left her old pack. she didn't care anymore its not like there was anything left there for her, both parent were killed by the leader who was some what power hungry. She had sworn she would find him one day and avenger her parents but now, she didn't know if she could keep that she yawned again covering it with a fist. she wasn't the strongest werewolf out there but she could hold off on her own if she needed to. speaking of which she saw a man sitting on the road smoking. She yawned a third time then stopped hearing something. that man was some way up the road so he wasn't the cause of it. she looked around for a moment and was just about ready to shrug it off when a large black wolf jumped out of the shadows at her and she was just bearly able to dodge it. unfortunately for her, she knew this werewolf well. bringing her two hands around each of her shoulders she blocked the werewolves strike at her. the force was great enough to cause her to slide back but she dug in and managed to push him away far enough to give her room to actually draw her daggers. with that she was on the defensive side. it was good for her since she was a small girl, but being lighter and faster had good use too.

    Richard heard a fight down the road and looked down the road seeing a girl with two daggers fighting off a werewolf. Richard locked his bike down and then he walked down the road until he was only a mere few feet from the fight and sat there smiling. He never saw action often unless a few thugs were fighting over a whore, now that he was close he could smell that they were both werewolves. He was still smoking his cigar, His fangs showing as he smiles watching the tiny girl slash to the right, then the left, and back again...