Among The Willows 3 by CaptainSullivan, literature
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Among The Willows 3
The setting sun cast long shadows over the hidden camp, a fresh fire tinging the air with the sour scent of burning brush. The crackling of the flames and swishing of equine tails were the only sounds besides a metronome-like tapping coming from a snakeskin boot at the edge of the fire.
Zachary Vengeance sat still as a post, watching the horizon where the lights of a tiny town twinkled before him, tapping his foot in time with the nonsensical tune playing through his mind. He kept his jade eyes trained on the glow of Abilene as he brushed a hand over his black jacketfront, dusting sand from the lapels of his lavish jacket. It had been qui
Among The Willows 2 by CaptainSullivan, literature
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Among The Willows 2
Deputy Brian Hane Jr dismounted his rowdy mare and tied her to the post, givin her sweaty flank a pat before retreating into the cooler confines of the bar. The place wasn't too full, but there were more people there than he would have liked. He picked a seat at the bar farthest from anyone and waited, setting his dusty hat down on the counter and ran his calloused fingers through his sweat matted hair.
The tall, black haired bartender walked over to him, a glass of whiskey already in his hand. Brian smiled and took the cold glass gratefully., the condensation on the side of it cooling his blistered palms.
"So, how ya be, Haner?" the
Among The Willows 1 by CaptainSullivan, literature
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Among The Willows 1
Sherriff Matthew Sanders sat expectantly behind his desk, leather clad foot tapping on the creaking wooden floor. The unforgiving sun was beating through the open window next to him, leaving a scorching trail along hte lower half of his face, the rest shaded by the brinm of his Stetson.. Summer heat usually never got to him, but today beads of salty sweat were forming all over his forehead, occasionally dripping down the sides of his sunkissed skin.
What could possibly be so important as to keep the sherriff waiting?
Finally footsteps could be heard coming down the hall of the sherriff's office, and a man appreaded in the doorway, his
Teaching Old Vamp New Tricks by Alchemist-of-Bones, literature
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Teaching Old Vamp New Tricks
" And then he stood, his hot, sweaty, muscular body sparkling in the sunlight and the morning dawn came to meet him. He was glorious, sparkling was he wrapped his arms around her in an affection that made the sparkles around him glow into luminous orbs of pure dazzling beauty "
It was safe to say I was gagging by now. Gagging because this fan-fiction I was reading was a crying shame to what was a true vampire. A true vampire sucked blood, couldn't cross water, fried to a crisp in a slow, agonizingly painful way when the sunlight hit them (I've seen that happen, and quite frankly, it was not pretty for the person performing this i
B.C. Ch. 3 - Meet My Maker by CaptainSullivan, literature
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B.C. Ch. 3 - Meet My Maker
Zacky slammed the door and stormed out to his car. What the fuck was up with Brian? In all the years he had known him, he had seen him do some pretty strange stuff. But never had he ever been like this. Zacky hadn't meant to sound pissed off, but he was scared as fuck.
Brian had kissed him. KISSED HIM. Zacky touched his fingers to his lips where moments before Brian's had been. For some reason it tingled. He shook it off and opened the door to his car, sitting down and turning over the engine. Zacky couldn't help but feel flattered as he sat there, waiting for Brian. Brian was a good looking guy, anyone would want to kiss him. When you wri
B.C. Ch. 2 - Out Of Time by CaptainSullivan, literature
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B.C. Ch. 2 - Out Of Time
Brian had let himself get so caught up in the water, that the sudden knock on the door made him jump.
"Bri?"
"Yeah?"
"Hey, I got some stuff, I'll go set up the movie, living room or you wanna just chill in your room?"
"Living room's fine."
"Alright, come out when your ready."
A shiver went through him, despite the scalding water. But the shower had made him feel a ton better, fogging out reality and its repulsive truths. He rinsed off and hopped out, dressing quickly and not even bothering to brush his hair.
He padded down the plush hallway and grabbed the banister as he decended. He could hear Zacky rustling around in the kitc
Death's Library Chapter 2 by CaptainSullivan, literature
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Death's Library Chapter 2
Jimmy awoke the next morning to the others getting dressed. He stood up slowly and stretched, scratching his head and looking around sleepily. He saw Matt first, a comb and a bottle of gel in his hands. His muscular form was taking up almost the entire hallway where his mirror was hung.
"Morning sleepy head," Matt turned away from his reflection and smiled at Jimmy. He was dressed save for his shirt, which was still unbuttoned and halfway down his shoulders, his large winged skull tattoo peeking through the open space.
"Morning, "Jimmy said through a yawn. He turned to see Brian on his bunk, pulling on his socks and shoes. He was already
B.C. Ch. 1 - Not Running Away by CaptainSullivan, literature
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B.C. Ch. 1 - Not Running Away
Brian groaned and covered his eyes as the sun blazed through the window and right into his eyes. He flung the blanket up over his head, squeezing his eyes shut tight until the white dots faded from his vision. He opened one eye slowly and looked at the watch on his wrist. Three thirty. Great.
He rolled over and groped for his cell phone on the nightstand next to his bed. Sheilding his eyes he tapped the screen to see twenty five missed calls and three voicemails. He swore and dialed his voicemail, tapping his fingers impatiently. He froze when he heard Zacky's voice on the other end.
"Hey Brian, where the fuck are you dude? Answer your
B. C. Prolouge-So Dehumanized by CaptainSullivan, literature
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B. C. Prolouge-So Dehumanized
His hand twitched as the needle pushed through the thick flesh of his arm. Brian winced and caught his breath, but it was over in an instant. He looked down at his arm and saw the silvery glint of the needle and its full syringe hanging delicatly out of his vein, like some weird medical tick. He leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath before pressing the plunger down fast and smooth.
He didnt feel it right away, the cold liquid seeped into his bloodstream, and he imagined its path through his arm and into his heart, and his heartbeat quickened. He smiled, feeling the happiness pump through him and into his brain. He wanted to stand
Death's Library Chapter 1 by CaptainSullivan, literature
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Death's Library Chapter 1
It was a sunny day, not to warm, not to cool. The park was alive with children, squealing and running around, playing on the swings and slides. Their parents sat nearby, chatting happily. It was a normal day for them.
A tall, extremely slender figure entered the scene. He was walking briskly, so as to avoid stares from the other people in the park. The wind blew his dark hair over his pallid face, where a small ball glinted in the sunlight just below his lower lip; his eyes covered by large sunglasses. He pulled his pinstriped jacket tighter around himself and tucked the drumsticks he was carrying into his back pocket, their permanent resid