Under the streetlight the pale hand glittered as the man held it out to the girl. She gave a wide eyed gasp and asked, “Are you a vampire?”
“I am,” he said. “And I’ve been looking for someone like you.”
“But what about…”
“She couldn’t satisfy me like I know you can. Will you help me?”
“Oh! Yes!” and the girl threw herself at the stranger.
As he walked off with the girl in tow, the vampire smirked at the others lurking in the shadows. He might look ridiculous covered in glitter paint, but it certainly paid off with dinner.
Author’s Note: I just wondered how vampires would react to the Twilight craze. If they were smart, they’d take advantage of it.
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