Friday, July 13, 2012

injaynesworld it's "A Taste for the Kill..."

Cool as the ice in her vodka, she sat at the bar and waited for him to approach.   He’d been watching her since she first walked in, no doubt anticipating the delight of her blood on his lips.   At first, the family had laughed at headlines of a vampire on the loose – it was all those damn movies – but now this amateur’s sloppiness was giving them all a bad name.  She lowered her eyes demurely and gave him an inviting smile.  Tonight it would be she who would feast – to the very last drop. 

This post is in response to the Five Sentence Fiction prompt, “Composure.”


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