Short Story: The Night of Bite #BlogShorts

By Tom B. Taker on

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.

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

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8 responses

  1. Blogdramedy | Reply

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

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    1. shoutabyss | Reply

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

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  2. madtante | Reply

    Heaving bosom.

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    1. shoutabyss | Reply

      Too much cheeseball?

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  3. Amy | Reply

    Fang-tastic!

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    1. shoutabyss | Reply

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

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  4. slightlyignorant | Reply

    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!

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    1. shoutabyss | Reply

      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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