My Stone Cold Heart

The feeling of fangs pinned on someone's neck, and blood dripping into my mouth was all but wonderful. Life slowly being pulled from every victim is a feeling you never forget. Being heartless was a wonderful lustful feeling, but it was never enough it was as if my body, and mind craved for more.

I pinned down another victim, and sunk my teeth into his neck. Once I was done he dropped dead at my feet. I walked over him, and searched for another victim. I spotted one, he looked cute, I smiled. His back was turned he would never see it coming, and even if he did how would he escape? I jumped and landed behind him and grabbed his neck. He turned and faced me grabbing my neck as well. Looking me straight in the eyes, with an "Edward Cullen" stare. I was trapped under his gaze, his brown eyes mezmarized me. I noticed his slightly tan skin, brown eyes, and wavy brown hair. Then it just hit me I was checking him out, I wasn't even trying to get a meal out of him. He smirked. And let me go, and I walked off. I thought that was the last I'd see of him, I couldn't have been more wrong.


yep new story, I know the first chapter is short but I didn't want it to be to long.. so review please, you know how much I love me some reviews