Midnight Snack

Midnight Snack

By J. Lynne Moore

A half-cracked quack,
With scalpelled hand;
Cuts through the chest,
To reveal the great expand.

The life drum beating,
Before the wicked quack…
To the rhythm of the beat,
A steaming midnight snack.

With a flick and a glint,
For a moment more it thumps.
Slurpy, slurp…crunch…
Into his mouth it jumps.

Warm blood now dripping,
From the quack’s vile chin…
His hunger stayed for now,
But tomorrow he’ll do it again.

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Dinner With The Redcaps

Dinner with the Redcaps

By J. Lynne Moore

The shadow of night,
Drips through the trees,
A raven’s caw, caw,
Butchers the breeze.

Crimson eyes flicker,
Parading on high,
Draw you closer,
But you don’t know why.

A shudder of fear,
Tickles your mind.
Is this all a dream?
Can you make it rewind?

The trap is sprung,
The nightmare’s real!
Dinner for the Redcaps…
They dine with zeal!

A/N: Redcaps are a malevolent type of goblin type creature that is said to inhabit abandoned castles and said to kill strangers that take refuge in the castles.

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Moonlit Feast

Moonlit Feast

By J. Lynne Moore

A rising moon sparkles bright;
Over the horizon clear in sight.

Transforms the tranquil forest vale,
Into a shadowy nefarious fairytale.

Yet no fairy or pixie flight,
Can be seen in this silvered light.

A piercing howl cuts the scene,
Soon a hulking hirsute figure is seen.

A human on any other day;
Tonight the moon has its sway.

Calling forth this ghastly beast,
In want of flesh to make a feast.

With sabered teeth and vicious claw,
He hopes, upon your bones to gnaw.

A demon lurks the forest tonight;
The werewolf hunts with great delight.

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Vampire’s Kiss

Vampire’s Kiss

By J. Lynne Moore

From the open window,
Moonlight softly drips;
Rolling across freely,
Sparkling on his tender lips.

It bounces off the rose,
That caresses his stone cut cheeks.
My hand rests upon his chest,
As it moves in valleys and peaks.

I allow him one more breath,
One more beat of his heart.
With a kiss I take his life,
So another can eternally start.

His eyes will open soon…
Forever he will be mine.
Between blood and shadows,
We will live a life divine.

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Fang Fic – A Vampire Vignette

Fang Fic – A Vampire Vignette

By J. Lynne Moore

Dearest Alucard,

My mind is filled with irrational thoughts. Ever since you came to Japan, I have not been able to clear the last words you spoke to me from my consciousness. I knew others of my kind existed, but no one of your caliber…no one who could be my equal.

Darling, I am not so naive to think that you could ever truly love me, but I will, with the whole of my existence, strive to be your most faithful companion.

Seras Victoria, is nothing but a dirty-blood; though she shows you great loyalty, she can never understand what it is to be pure.

Allow me to be your queen, we will rule the shadows together. Let me spend eternity proving that I am the woman that deserves to be at your side. You know the power that is held within my veins. You know that with me by your side, we will be unstoppable.

Alucard, let my words not fall on deaf ears. Eternity is ours, the night is ours…we can take the House of Hellsing to heights that it has not known before.

I eagerly await your reply,
Your humble servant…

Love,
Saya Otonashi

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The Pack

The Pack

By J.Lynne Moore

Hear the dogs bark and call,
They ran away, jumped the wall.
Wandering far, far, from home,
Knowing not, to where they roam.

A pack of brothers standing tall,
Never to be locked within the pawl.
They spend their nights among the brome;
Long days napping upon the loam.

Bay at the moon, brothers all…
Hounds of midnight, full of gaul.
Vicious fangs, mouths a foam,
Running wild and free in the gloam.

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