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Night Returning
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Night Returning
Chemical traces, smiling faces.
Behind the love the pain replaces
I feel my body torn apart
By dying hold of the last embraces
Nothing matters time stops turning
My mind in hatred hides a yearning
I would cry a thousand times to end this sorrow
Night returning
This is not a story about love. This is not a story about romance. This is not a story about saving yourself or finding yourself. No mentions of redemption, no mentions of kindness, patience. So what is this story about? Blood. Feeding. The end of life as you know it. This is a story about darkness, of obsession. A story about how things go wrong even though they were never right. There are no lights at the end of this tunnel. No happy endings, no hope. It’s a fair warning.
Things are familiar. Patterns events all there. It can happen to anyone at anytime. It is so random. Selection. Choice, consequence……..
CH 1
I moved to New York when I was 15. I had until that point spent my whole life in Odessa Texas. Now Odessa was not a kind place to live, but it was home. We lived by the train tracks that lulled me to sleep every night. They had different kinds of trains in New York. Somehow they are louder. Odessa, home of the dried up oil wells, high school football, cheerleaders with all knowing looks, beer and drags races on 5th street. Apple pie anyone?
We moved to New York to find better opportunity. The reality of the move was my family’s utter embarrassment to find me with a half naked cheerleader on my lap while MTV blazed behind us. My parents figured New York was as far from Texas as I was from normal in their eyes.
This city, New York was my home till I was 19.
I met the love of my life in a high school in New York. 4th period gym and I was reading my favorite book; The Vampire Lestat. She aimed a basketball at my head and I was done. Rachel her name was Rachel. It never worked with her. She lied all the time and she fucked around on me. We where from two different worlds she told me.
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When I saw you had a new story, I actually said “yesssss!” You write New Orleans well, it’s my favorite city on earth.
ok now im hooked.. lol. I love the way you write these AU. Shane and Carmen.. vampire could they get hotter. lol please continue
i have to say that i havent had a big need to read any shane and carmen, as i am a Tibetter……nor, do i care much about vampire fics…….BUT……….THIS IS AMAZING…….ABSOLUTELY WITHOUT A DOUBT ONE OF THE BEST OUT THERE….THANK YOU….AND POST MORE SOON…
Alriiight! A Sharmen Holloween story. This is too good.
Another new story! How lucky can we all get? Number 1, I love vampire shit. Number 2, I love Sharmen. Number 3, I love New Orleans. This is good. You are well on your way to becoming the master of the AU writers. In my opinion, you already are.
Wow you made my day! So thrilled you started another one of your so far truly, truly amazing fics and I see no reason, after reading this first part, to doubt that this one wouldn’t be!
Everyone’s said it all. Love all your AU’s. I know I’ll love this one. Sharmen vamps, Excellent.
wowo i have to say that you are one of my favorite writers when it comes to sharmen, and that fact that you did a vampire fic puts u up a notch in my book
uhm Carmen as a vampire is hot! I couldnt have asked for a better AU fic and I know that you will do this justice. Glad to be getting more writing from you, its always a pleasure to read!