Story in 100 words ...

   is a writing challenge where your goal is to put together as complete a story as possible with ONLY 100 words. This is what I came up with. Its based on the storyline of what I hope will be my published novel someday.   Trinity is a vampire hunter who is out for revenge for the deaths of her father and twin brother. while out hunting one night she comes across a house in which vampires have just massacred an entire family. as she is leaving she notices one of the people is alive. It's a guy about her age, so she scoops him up & takes him with her to heal him and such. After he's well again they become vamp hunting partners and from there on struggles,adventures and romance ensue. I'm playing with the option of Trinity becoming a vampire against her will, so my 100 word piece is based on what would happen if Leland was dying and the only option to save him would be giving him her blood. this would not however make him a vampire, just heal him.

100 Word Story Challenge

It was bittersweet, this end we'd come to.

There I was, now everything I once hated. A Vampire.

I kneeled before him, offering him my blood.

Once my fellow hunter, he would now hunt me.

I would save his life anyway, he’s saved mine more than once.

Reluctantly, he accepted the lifesaving liquid.

when I felt he’d taken enough, I softly kissed his lips and stood to leave.

"Trinity?" He gasped "I’ll love you forever, but I will hunt you."

I nodded "I know."

Hot tears slid down my cheeks as I walked away, surrendering myself to the night.

     This next one just kinda popped in my head the other day while working on the main story line for my book.  Just a small piece about a vampire's never ending dilemma of having to choose between love and their blood lust.

Eternal Struggle

His hands grip me tighter, fingernails digging into my skin as he squirms in pleasure. My tongue caresses his neck…ever so gently…. he moans…my lips follow, sucking lightly…. and then slowly,my razor sharp fangs descend and almost pierce his skin.   
NO!!! My conscious screams at me. Control… you must learn to control yourself and your urges! Lately, however, when he holds me close I’ve wanted nothing more than to sink my fangs into the soft flesh of his neck. To taste the bittersweet essence of him flowing warm across my tongue. To take his lifeblood into myself, and become pleasantly drunk with the sensation. Drink from him until my desire is sated. The rational part of me knows that I cannot. For if I do, once will never be enough, I will NEED more, always more. I will end up draining the life from him little by little until I finally drain him dry….and then what? I am left having hurt another one that I loved.

I tear myself away from him quickly.   He sends me a confused look.

   Oh, how I wish I could explain. If only he could understand. His eyes plead with me to come back to his arms but I know what I must do. And so, with a sad smile, willing him to understand, I turn the knob and step from his living room out into the night. The door closing gently sounds like thunder to me. A harsh sound that echoes off the neighboring buildings. I shiver a little realizing I’ve left my coat, but there’s no turning back-not for me. If I do it will surely end in disaster.  And as I walk away for good, boot heals clicking on the pavement, crimson tears slide down my cheeks.

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