Her fangs found the tender hollow of his neck.
Tonight, everything would change.
Hollywood flickered in the distance—
a galaxy of dying stars—
but even its lights dimmed beside the fire in his eyes.
Cars groaned down winding boulevards,
planes carved the sky with their steel hunger,
and a million voices spilled into the air—
but all of it was noise,
compared to the brilliance thrumming in his mind.
The city breathed dreams,
pulsed with fevered ambition,
danced on the edge of madness—
but even that electricity paled
before the eternity he offered.
He had always belonged to Hollywood,
but now he belonged to her.
Her lips curled in rapture
as his blood bloomed warm across her tongue.
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M.R. Cameo
M.R. Cameo generally writes horror, sci-fi, fantasy, and nonfiction, yet enjoys dabbling in different genres. She is currently doing freelance work for various publications.
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Night of Wonder
The vigorous breeze reassured the that the fragile boats that had been crafted would be carried west to fulfill their intention. Alateeyeh were strewn around the river each offering their own variations of traditional spirited tunes. Everyone was in a costume of some form or another, whether a handcrafted mask, zealous face paint, or unrecognizable fashions. Many were carrying a pumpkin that has been delicately carved into its ominous appearance, each unique vessel holding a light of protection. While most were generally excited about tonight, everyone also aware of the dangers of the night. Not all of spirits returning would be there for a night of friendly reunion and feast.
By M.R. Cameo3 years ago in Fiction
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Ooooh, Tasty and tantalizing! Great read, M.R. Thanks for sharing!
So wonderfully descriptive; I could see the light of his eyes in my mind. 😍 Awesome job!