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Vampire Rescue

Novel By: JasJasJas

A story about a girl who frees a vampire from captivity. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jun 3, 2011    Reads: 345    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

"You must have a lot of questions. Shoot, little human," he smiled. He was right, I giggled quietly and began questioning him. "Are you a vampire?" "Well, duh. Next." "Why were you imprisoned in there?" "Err, basically? I'm a very strong vampire. I killed a lot of people when they caught me and tried to program me." "How many?" He hesitated for a moment. "Thirty-seven," he bit his lip. "What's your name?" "Luke. What's your's?" "Tabby." I smiled at him, he was really quite sweet, I had no reason to be scared of him. "Is that it?" "No, not at all. How old are you?" "When I got changed or overall?" "Both." "I was seventeen and I am now one hundred and eighty-five." "Wow. Erm. Where are we going now?" "My house." "Will there be any other... vampires there?" I asked, worried. "Nope, just you and me, baby." He grinned and winked at me. I laughed. "Why were they telling you to shut up when I got in?" "I heard you coming so I was trying to disguise the noise the door was going to make. I lived to annoy those guards, I was tapping on my bars." "Ahhh. I can't think of any more..." "My turn, then!" He said excitedly. "Ha ha, okay." "What made you give me your arm?" I didn't want to tell him that he kind of persuaded me with his beauty so I went for the easy answer, "I felt sorry for you. You looked so weak." "You felt sorry for a big scary vampire? Okay then... Why did you want to come with me?" Again, I didn't want to tell him the truth so I told him half of it, "I don't like my family." "Why?" "I've always felt like the odd one out and I feel like they don't like me, they're all extremely pretty and here I am just," I gestured down and up myself. Luke's eyes lingered on my body and then looked down at the ground and frowned slightly. "I think you're beautiful," he murmured quietly, I don't think I was meant to hear it. I'm sure his eyes turned pink. I flushed and looked away biting my lip to hide my grin. We reached a beautiful log cabin surrounded by thick trees after a minute of silence. "That's stunning," I whispered in awe. "Well, I'm glad you think that, because that's where you'll be staying for the near future," he smiled at me and I smiled back. We entered the pretty little house and it was as beautiful on the inside. All the furniture was log and so were the walls. On the floor lay the softest cream carpet. All the rooms were open and there was a solitary spiral staircase in the middle. I ran up the stairs to see the bedroom and it was exactly the same except from wooden doors leading to a wide balcony with a stunning view. "It's so beautiful," I murmured and turned round to see that Luke had laid himself on the bed in a suggesting pose wiggling his eyebrows at me. I laughed, rolled my eyes and headed back down the stairs. Luke used his super-speed to run ahead of me, and leant on the kitchen side. "Do you want a cup of tea?" He grinned. "Sure, thanks," I smiled and went and sat on the couch quietly. "How much did this place cost?" "Nothing, I built it myself and hacked into the water and electricity supplies from the city." "Wow." I murmured again. "There you go," he said handing me a steaming cup and sitting down next to me. "Vampires drink tea?" "Oh, yes. Who doesn't drink tea?" He grinned and then his face became serious. "Why did you really trust me?" "I didn't. Still don't." I smirked jokingly. "Tabitha, I'm serious." I used to hate people calling me by my full name but coming out of his mouth it sounded nice, somehow, so I didn't correct him. I looked away in embarrassment, I didn't want to say that I liked him, that I thought he's so beautiful he could be an angel. He looked me straight in the eyes and I somehow couldn't resist again, so I spilt it, "You're beautiful." I sighed, "That's why." He raised his eyebrows. "Stupid reason to trust someone with their life." He said quietly. "I know." I whispered. He looked down at my lips and our heads started moving in closer together. He was so sexy. We kissed, one hand holding our mugs and the other holding each other's waists. We kissed softly and slowly, our mouths in sync. He gently touched my tongue with his as if to see if that was okay and I moved mine against his. He put his cup down and so did I, his warm hand moved up to my cheek and caressed it and stroked my hair. The kiss was getting harder and more urgent now, we were pressed up against each other, our mouths and tongues moving quicker now. I gripped his waist hard, my nails digging in to his skin. I tugged at his t-shirt and pulled it over his head and I started undoing his jeans. He put his hand on mine to stop me and whispered a centimetre away from my face "I think we should move to the bedroom." I looked in his eyes and he looked as excited as me. We both grinned and ran up the stairs as fast as we could.


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