Calla

The broadcasts started with murders. Details on these weren’t hard to come by. It seemed so savage at the time. Then, the head of the Church of Sulfur was found dead in his own bed, ravaged by another one of these murderers. Calla stepped out of the shadows, sending a spark of fear and hope in many buns across the burrow. Not only was she supernaturally beautiful, but it seemed she was simply supernatural. Perhaps this is where most would call it a day. A few hours of research or wat...

There was something unsettling about the dark hallway he walked through, even with skin now pallid and cold, it stretched its fingers over his eyes until he found himself too happy to stumble into the dim light of the vampiric court. No matter how many eyes looked over him, Red would always walk towards the light. Something he imagined he wouldn’t tell other vampires, not when so many seemed too happy to delve into their shadows and mysteries. Even Red’s creator, Islwyn had his sha...

Time became meaningless in this place. Hours felt like seconds as the colours of the night fluttered past in dim glances. Unmoving, lest his shambling puppet corpse follow its ringleader's command. Lord Lagosi had taken away Irvyll's everything. His will, his thoughts, and his joy. While he seemed cold and harsh before, this new form was barren of any of the ambitions or determination that once drove him. A shell, filled only with the agony of his newfound hunger. An insatiable bloodlust that...

His death and undeath arrived just as his Maker created more spawns for his horde. Day by day, night by night, more buns arrived to Lagosi’s manor as his plans came closer and closer to fruition. Unaware of this and newly turned, Athos was unable to leave the grounds that confined him. When daybreak came, his body slumped into a catatonic state, still as one would be in death. He, along with others who were turned, were kept separate from the spawn but still under Lagosi’s watchful, preda...

Everything was… hazy. Vivian’s memories were a blur, and she only remembered things in parts.   There was a late customer. A beautiful woman with white long hair and a knowing, fang toothed smile. They were talking, and Vivian was showing her rare and exquisite blooms when suddenly… the woman had attacked her! For what reason, Vivian could not tell, as her head was spinning and her senses were dulling but she knew one thing, one thing for sure.   She was go...

The one thing Vivian was truly passionate about, was roses. Out of all flowers, roses were the most majestic, most passionate, most romantic flower that ever existed, and every single rose that she cultivated was months of diligent care and attention. To Vivian, tending to these beauties was not only an occupation but a life calling. And due to this, Lady Calla was dreadfully curious about getting to know this lovely mortal whose life’s work was tending to som...

“Oh, shut up, you are not.” Abettance crossed her arms, and looked Worldling up and down.  Worldling looked down and away, clutching his arms. This… this was the worst. He never wanted anyone to know that he was a vampire– it was why he left his loved ones for so long in the first place. And there they stood around him: Abett...