Short Story: The Night of Bite #BlogShorts

The Night of Bite
by Tom B. Taker

My heaving bosom was aflame and the punctured skin of my neck throbbed. I opened my eyes and only saw blood-drenched fangs reflecting the moonlight. Taken, I was his.

This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.

8 responses

  1. Gives new meaning to the phrase: never go to work on an empty stomach.


    1. I usually do. Subconsciously I must crave the full experience.


    1. Too much cheeseball?


  2. Fang-tastic!


    1. LOL!!! Now why didn’t I think of that?


  3. I never thought I’d see the day that ShoutAbyss would give in to the zeitgeist of teen-fiction and write about vampires…


    But I loved it!


    1. I’m trying to spread my wings during this challenge. A western, vampires, science fiction and so much more. And I even wrote my protagonist as a woman. I think I really got into the part.

      Coming soon: Harlequin romance!


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