Dripping Cherry Blood

There she was, standing in the glow of the sunset that cast throughout the library. The light hit her skin just right, making her look ever more tangible. Lurking eyes gazed at her through the pillars of books. The man behind the eyes slowly paced himself, trying to control his ragged breathing. It was hard, amongst other things in him as well. He wanted her. There was a tiny box in his mind next to her name, waiting to be checked off. The way she placed her books on the counter top to check out, drove him wild. He could smell the scent of her from afar as her red hair swayed with every move she made. With fangs emerging, he would have her at nightfall. Once away from the exposure of the day. It was his mission to claim her and make her never forget him.

Julicia Salvatore