PROLOGUE
WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME?
I felt paralyzed—Unable to speak, unable to move, despite the fact that I was perfectly alert and conscious, I just couldn’t get my brain to send the right signals through my body to do anything! Or maybe I could send the signals, but I still couldn’t budge a fraction of an inch. But in that moment, all I could feel was panic in it’s most concentrated formula, and the strongest fear imaginable. But this situation was beyond my wildest imaginings, impossible. All I could see were the red eyes above me, slowly coming down, and the fluid, swift movements of the intruder. He moved silently, probing, analyzing. Like a killer; the killer. The killer of the night…
Understanding dawned upon me. I was being attacked. Not the way you’d expect, not by a burglar with a dagger, or a gun. I wasn’t the victim. No, not this time. This was far, far worse: I was the prey. This was a vampire attack. I would be slowly and pitilessly drained of…
And that’s when he attacked.
yes, well, its another one of tjose vampire things....
i really need your comments!
also, i need a beutiful, uncommon, slightly european name for my protagonist!
Yes Im a big fan of twilight, no im not trying to copy it, ive been writing for a long time, i just like the idea of vampires. And this is just part of the prologue. normally i dont make as many typos, but right now, i just really dont care
WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME?
I felt paralyzed—Unable to speak, unable to move, despite the fact that I was perfectly alert and conscious, I just couldn’t get my brain to send the right signals through my body to do anything! Or maybe I could send the signals, but I still couldn’t budge a fraction of an inch. But in that moment, all I could feel was panic in it’s most concentrated formula, and the strongest fear imaginable. But this situation was beyond my wildest imaginings, impossible. All I could see were the red eyes above me, slowly coming down, and the fluid, swift movements of the intruder. He moved silently, probing, analyzing. Like a killer; the killer. The killer of the night…
Understanding dawned upon me. I was being attacked. Not the way you’d expect, not by a burglar with a dagger, or a gun. I wasn’t the victim. No, not this time. This was far, far worse: I was the prey. This was a vampire attack. I would be slowly and pitilessly drained of…
And that’s when he attacked.
yes, well, its another one of tjose vampire things....
i really need your comments!
also, i need a beutiful, uncommon, slightly european name for my protagonist!
Yes Im a big fan of twilight, no im not trying to copy it, ive been writing for a long time, i just like the idea of vampires. And this is just part of the prologue. normally i dont make as many typos, but right now, i just really dont care