“Now, I’ll lead. You follow,”

You thought the story had been left behind? I know. Sorry. It’s back, right through until the end. Let’s find out what happens to Nadine as she arrives on the dance floor… (If you need to catch up, the last chapter of this story was “The Pauper Princess” and the story started here if you…

A tick in all the boxes

Chapter three of our tale, in which we deal with the “meet cute”, except it wasn’t that cute….. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. A tick in all the boxes. … After the birthday boy had been laid to rest in his perfect white coffin with the silver handles and dark blue satin interior,…

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…

Lipstick stained cigarettes. A vampire drabble.

On that note of breaking the silence, let me get your imagination flowing with an offering, one hundred words of drabble to wake you. For those who love darkness, who romance the night, beware…. lipstick stained cigarettes. JR Manawa. Lipstick stained cigarettes and a chain of twenty butts, smooshed over the cobble stones with a…

entry four. the death wish.

Passion and fear are threads to weave, horror and darkness to hide the brutality of the truth… Would you set her free? the death wish. JR Manawa. “And how do you like to kiss?” the whore asked. The client was hungry. So very hungry. He took a bold step closer to her, and she did…