Face Of Horror Terror And Madness

Love Bites

“Love bites,” I whispered and pounded the wooden stake deep within my lover’s heart. I thrust it into his chest. Deeper and deeper, until his cold, steel heart quit beating. Thump, thump, thump….

His yellow eyes glassed over, the undead was dead. “That’s what you get for taking a bite out of my best friend.”


Debra Elliott.

  • http://www.austinbriggs.com Austin Briggs

    This is a superb, complete story – with drama, conflict, dialogue and a punch in the end, — all in 55 words. This is exactly what this genre is all about. Great stuff.

    • Debra Ann Elliott

      Thank you Austin.