“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….