http://slow.writerscafe.org/MssJenn The original writings of author MssJenn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015239 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter 10 - My lord!I stood there in front of the mirror in our living room. The lord had left to attend some matters and Phillipe is sitting on the couch silencely crying all covered in blood. And I keep looking at myself, touching my face, searching for something different i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437717/ Chapter 9 - It cant be!I hate humans because my brother was one but now that he is not what should I feel? I should be scare, but I’m excited! I want to kill my once so loved brother with my own hands this hate I feel for him, this hate I didn’t thought controlled m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437713/ Chapter 8 - I'm Leaving with my Lord“Good morning Sir I am Baron Arlnned Buckston from France. I come to pay a visit to your daughter Nicole.” Said Arl to my father, with a French accent that I’ve never heard before on him. I wished I could see the expression .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437708/ Chapter 7 - For one Nic More We climbed on a three, close to them. I knew it was her. I could hear her cry and plead. And a man’s moanings, but I couldn’t see because they were surrounded by six other men. The memories of my brother raping me came with such a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437707/ Chapter 6 - Sad Memories Never DieIt wasn’t supposed to happen like this; we were supposed to be together forever. Unrealistic, I know. I had to die some day for forever to happen. There’s no forever for humans. And the forever that I wanted didn’t exist for a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437705/ Chapter 5 – Finally Dead We fallow her scent trough the forest. It wasn’t long before we found them.“You desert me, Nic.” Said Nicolas from a dark corner where I dint know he was hiding.“I’m marry now.” Yeah I told my parents I was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437702/ Chapter 4 – We Only Come out at NightI heard a new song starting to play as I made my way in. “we only come out at night… we only come out at night” The smashing Pumpkins welcomed me. “…The days are much too bright.” I walked to the b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/437699/ A vampy tea party... and you are invited!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/434156/ A woman loses her mind after giving birth a think her baby is going to be a criminal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/434082/ I'm a serial killer. i kill to live, take priests' place and kill the beautiful sinners of the world to clean it out. i was confessing my next victim and got something bigger than a simple kill. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/403658/ (this pics is my worse night amre come true, just looking at it i can feel my heart beating faster)Phobia Those laughs, annoying laughs. Laughs where black come out of. They seize your ears and you cant stop them. The terror over takes your eyes, you yells, your mind. Your heart is about to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400522/ The love of his life died and he could take it so he got refuge himself on his head. Yeah you guessed it he got mad, crazy. He lives on his own world, an island with quicksand everywhere. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400521/ Because i love  youThe loneliness of your smile makes me feel evil, unfair.Makes me feel that  own you my life.But which life? If this one I'm living I'm suffering it.Without being able of moving the world. Without moving you.You moved me, and i see myself dragged.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400519/ She killed he boyfriend because he broke up with her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400517/ Freeing the pain trough her skin Her scars were doors. A/N: another old poem. I've always have a weird fascination with blood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400516/ Life & DeathWhen little i thought that life ended when school did. You Graduate then you died, or something happened. But i tough school took so many years to finish that by the time you finish it you'll be ready for the next step. This wasn't something bad. The death was the beginni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400513/ Mute words that come out without and they drawn.They love the starsDeep as the universe itself.So visible and invisible that you can't tolerate them randomly.Words without sense that make yours go crazyLacking and distant of feelingPalabras mudas que salen y se .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400512/ You'll be happy and miserable. Isn't it that what love is about? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400510/ Quien se sentiria sola en medio de la multitud, ella, porque ya  no es de el simplemente es una unidad, pero sabe que eso no le hace menos, nole resta, ahora es mas, es mas libre mas alegre,mas expresiba esta mas con todo y con ella  misma,antes estaba sola con el , ahora prefiere aconpa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400509/ dejando caer las ultimas gotas de sangre, sabiendo sus venas secas, se retiro, su cuerpo flotaba entre las  nubes y a la ves se quemaba en el infierno. Sus pestanas se volvieron seniza. Sus pesadillas se desvanecieron entre la lluvia.El la amaba, mas que a su vida, amaba lo que eran juntos,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400506/ Su oracion fue algomedcanico -padre nuestro que estas en el cielo....Simplemante cumpliendo la  cita de todas las noches (aunque pocas noches recordaba hacerlo)-cuidame mientras duermo.Eso era todo le que queria, al despertar en la manana ni se acordaba de ese senor que la protegio dura.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400505/ A poem i wrote a long time ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400504/ A poem in Spanish i wrote a long time ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/400503/    She who would like to love, it breaks my heart to see her doubtShe who doesn’t know love outside the gates of her fortCan love be made of paper and cigarette ashes? She once asked.Can love be made of lies and smiles?She doesn&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/398688/ Adult's games are boring. I hate them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/398003/ Carly's heart just got broken. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/397998/ Chapter 4 – Meet my Lovable BrotherHow we vampires are made it’s not something to complicate. Well that’s what the Lord had informed each of us after he made us. How did I become a vampire you would ask? Simple; The lord.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/397994/  Chapter 2 - Unwanted Visit  One second I was on my way to the bathroom and the next I was being push to the wall.AI pleasure groan came from Phillipe's troat."I love it when i suprise you" He said while placing his hand on the back of my kne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/397992/ Chapter 1 – The Freak  "Another nightmare?" Asked Phillipe while getting out of my bed.He was giving me the back, Showing his naked body. Nice butt, i thought "Or just the same one""Same" I s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/397714/ I sank my fangs into her juicy neck, the bloodlust over taking whatever humanity I had left after all these years. The liquid life of this girl was running through my body. Just a little bit more. I don't want to kill her. She tastes too good. I swallowed my last mouthful, took my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/397704/ Nicole is a vampire. isn't she? She lives in a small colony of vampires, all made by one, who they call the "Lord". But she is not like the others. Ohh, yes she drinks blood. Tons of it.But She doesn't have the fangs that the others have in the colony hav http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MssJenn/397703/