Midnight Kiss
He smiled that devilishly, wicked smile at her and her heart began to beat in her chest with tremendous fury. Her blood rushed through her veins and she thought she would faint. He leaned closer to her and whispered her name. She looked into his eyes; those eyes. She could feel herself getting lost in them. That was the first thing that had attracted her to him; his eyes. They were like deep, dark pools of blue-gray and now she was drowning in them.
He leaned a little closer. She could feel his breath on her face now. She stared into his eyes and felt as if she were floating. He kissed her. It was as wonderful as she had imagined it would be. He pulled gently away from her and smiled down at her. She, lost in his enchanting eyes, didn't notice anything different. He leaned and began to kiss her neck. She cocked her head to the side and moaned softly. He looked up at the bright moon and back down at her pale neck, and, as he went down again, the moonlight shining upon them caught something. A glint of white. A glint of white fang as it sunk deep into human flesh.
1992
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