Rubi_Wolf16

"Don't get so cocky Kid." Sarah growled, limping toward Celeste. "Get on your knees." Sarah pulled the girl to her knees by her wavy black hair. "And pray." Sarah sat behind the girl, holding her head up to the cross, and began to draw the blade across her throat. In a dark hidden world of vampires, hunters, werewolves, and other creatures, Celeste learns about the Hunter's Association. Hidden even from vampires, the Association rids the world of 'monsters' like Celeste. Not only has Celeste been captured and collared like an animal, she feels herself drawn to Sarah, the Hunter who took her freedom. Will Celeste give into her feelings? Are there any good people among this group of 'saviors?' This is my first story that is actually going places!!! I am planning on taking all of your comments and perfecting this story after I complete it. Thanks for checking it out ^^3rd place in the Paranormal category of the Strawberry Short Cake awards, and runner up for best opening!…

Rubi_Wolf16

Have you ever seen a shadow out of the corner of your eye and when you turn to look at it, it vanishes? How about when you are laying down in bed and see a figure, only to turn the lights on and have it be a coat hanger? I am sure you have. The real question is do you think it is a trick of the mind or...something far more sinister? Perhaps an entity of some sort? A ghost? Demon? If you have toyed with the idea of it being some supernatural force, and again I am sure you have, I have another question for you. Why do you always assume it is something dark and evil? Because it scares you? Because you never have interacted with it? Well I have a story for you. I am writing this down because it helped calm my children and their children. Maybe it will do the same for you and your children. Perhaps you will think I am a crazy old lady and trust me that I am, although I know what I have seen to be real. Let's start at the beginning shall we?…

Rubi_Wolf16

A young woman lets a poor soaked strange dog in, but the dog starts acting strange...…

Rubi_Wolf16

The day my life ended was a happy one. I remember my Mom setting up the dinner table and my Dad twirling me through the air like a plane. We sat down at the table and ate the most delicious meal I have ever eaten. I can still recall the taste of the homemade macaroni, cheese, and broccoli I was so proud of helping with. It was the only way Mom could get me to eat vegetables, letting me chop them up carefully and adding it to normal five year old food. I remember this day in a warm hazy kind of way...like one of those old postcards.…