Erotica Nympthus was head of a secret underground coven, only real Vampyres could get in and not the posers, you know who I’m talking about you pulse loving bleeding bastards! Anyway, he had a part time job working nights as a local bar tender for a club called ‘Poor Richard’, he was dealin’ up some… Continue reading Nympthus
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Nympthus
Nympthus was head of a secret underground coven, only real Vampyres could get in and not the posers, you know who I’m talking about you pulse loving bleeding bastards! Anyway, he had a part time job working nights as a local bar tender for a club called ‘Poor Richard’, he was dealin’ up some drinks… Continue reading Nympthus
Beloved
The tender sole I once knew was dead, Now in its place is a cold hard stone of remembrance over the mangled body of my beloved. No one knew what it felt like to have his cold hard fingers wrap around your body, But now I feel nothing, I feel as cold and as dark… Continue reading Beloved