Daddy Long Legs and a pang of fear

Yay new chapter! (If you are just joining you may want to start here) Daddy Long Legs and a pang of fear. J R Manawa. Their first dance came to a close. Or possibly it was second, third or fourth. Nadine wasn’t so sure, but what she was sure of was the fact that she…

The Pauper Princess

So, can’t lie, this is the moment I’ve been waiting for, and at the same time, it annoys my because now I need to know what happens next… An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. The Pauper Princess … Somewhere in the depths of the grand chateau, an ancient cloak with a deep chime tolled…

“Excuse me, Miss Morrison?”

It’s Christmas Eve!!! Eeeek. Does this mean Nadine will be on her way to Paris to attend a Vampire Coven Summit? An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. “Excuse me, Miss Morrison?” … Before Nadine knew it, it was Friday afternoon. She’d finished work for the year and was more than pleased that she had…

“The perfect guy?”

So, has Nadine met the perfect guy? I’ll let you decide…. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. “The perfect guy?” … Nadine had lied about meeting a friend. The small, internal voice of fear had kicked in, combined with a desperate need to end the awkward conversation. Once she had rounded the corner and…

You can’t handle your lingering human emotions

Chapter 8, in which the plot thickens….. 😀 An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. You can’t handle your lingering human emotions … The Vampire watched her go. She didn’t turn back again. As he mulled over the thoughts in his head, he chewed his lip. He wasn’t quite sure at what point it had…

And thanks for the ride home…

Okay, I was out for a few days, best intentions and all that…but there was just sooo much to do. I got to work with an awesome team of stage managers at Wembley to pull this off; Which was amazing 😜 …and afterwards I was pretty much just tired. Very tired. But here we are,…

Discreet Luxury, comfort, and transport satisfaction

Okay I missed a day….yesterday was pretty busy getting ready for Carols at Wembley 😬. But now, back to the story! An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. Discreet luxury and comfort… Nadine rubbed her hands together. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t bring warmth to them. Even the heat of the underground and…

I told you, I’m not a goth.

When you meet someone, and they put you in a box….😑😒 An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. I told you, I’m not a goth…. … “I’m not a Goth!” Nadine had snapped at him, only a few minutes into their casual conversation on the dance floor. “You all say that.” Caleb laughed. She grinned….

Brothers in life, brothers in death

Because every good vampire has a shadow-filled past, and an undead companion, whom they must both hate and love. Life after death is complex. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. Brothers in life, brothers in death. … “Did you hear me when I suggested that you ought to go after her?” Levi asked again….

An Undead Christmas Carol

Hey London! I’m back! What a headlong collision into Christmas madness, and snow!!!! Apologies in advance, for two reasons. One, December is going to be a cascade of posts and liveliness. Videos, travel blogs and stories. And it’s been far too long since I annoyed the hell out of all of you with a regular…

London Goth Top Ten #7 The Last Tuesday Society

If you fancy sharing wine and antipasti with your besties around a booth table complete with a human skeleton in coffin furnished beneath the glass tabletop — look no further, your hour has arrived. The Last Tuesday Society is a kitsch AF break with tradition in the home of London’s fringe-dwelling super-cool elite, Dalston. You’ll…

The red regret. A vampire drabble.

As occasionally happens with the curious creatures of the night that I meet along the road, they do sometimes return. Surprisingly, Rihan wasn’t gone for very long at all. Only a breath, only a moment, and she returned in a flicker of light and shadow with another small chapter to her life, a glimpse into her mind…