http://slow.writerscafe.org/razormuse The original writings of author razormuse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031722 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 13..took me a year to finish. writers block is a b***h. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/734745/ Chapter twelve: Trust me darlingAs they all settled in to their new home, there was an un easy feel to the air. It was thick, the smell of deceit has it’s own despicable odor. Dorian lay down next to his love ,happy to be back to where he felt the safest, yet knowing this could change in a bli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527438/ Chapter eleven: A new beginningIn the darkness, working only by candle light, people scurried throughout the castle. Boxes were packed and labeled for shipping. Special care was given to Dorian’s personal items. The young woman handled each item as if it were sacred. “The maste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527436/ Chapter ten: More than a sisterFinally the sun began to fade from the sky, casting shadows across the convent and rectory. “It’s time” Dorian announced as he peered out the drapes of the convent window. Sophia did not have to be told twice. “first we go to the rectory, there .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527435/ CHAPTER NINE: NIGHTMARES AND OTHER REALITY'SSister Peter Josephine awoke less rested than usual. Normally a sound sleeper, her night had been invaded by awful dreams or nightmares if you prefer. She showered and brushed her teeth as she did every morning. On this day she took a long look i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527431/ Chapter 8: Blasphemous behaviors3AM is the witching hour. The time of night that mortals lie awake dealing with the demons and dark secrets about themselves that know one knows but them. It is the time between dusk and dawn that haunts even the most outwardly pristine of women (they have the truly d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527428/ Chapter seven: My Darkling oneSophia lounged across the massive bed, a smile on her face, content almost purring. Dorian stood by the front door glancing now and again out the window. Thorne lay in the corner of the room, calm also seemingly content. Dusk had come and past. The only light to be seen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527427/ Chapter six: Enter LillithDorian reached the cemetery just as the moon was clearing the treetops. He knew she was here but her scent had distorted so badly he had trouble tracing its origin. It was no longer an immortal  aroma but that of actual mortal mixed within its bouquet. Standi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527425/ Chapter five: EncountersDorian had arrived in Mount Pleasant around 3 am. He followed the delicious scent of death to the cemetery and felt an unusually strong connection to Sophia although she was no where near the vicinity. He was by no means alone. Slumped over an old crumbling tombstone sat a sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527422/ Chapter four: Road trips and detoursSophia knew this was not to be the last attempt. She lived her life, such as it was, looking over her shoulder and analyzing her visions. It was an ominous existence at best. Around every corner the threat of boding evil. And for what? In her opinion she had every.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527420/ Chapter three: you cant spell slaughter without  laughterClouds rolled across the darkening sky, birds were winging their way to cover. A storm was approaching. Thunderstorms were not the normal for  wintertime in the south, but not unheard of. It usually ment a snowstorm would follow. The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527412/ Chapter 2: Dinner for oneSophia patted Thorne on his head. “Not tonight my friend”. She saw the look in his eyes “I need you to stay here and keep your eyes open” the animal was obviously not happy but retreated from the front door. As she walked out into the autumn night she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527408/ PROLOGUE:Once in a lifetime a love is found that is so sweet, so dark, so forbidden, it can not be ignored nor wished away. This is the tale of such a romance. For with all the sadness and all the seemingly endless attempts to thwart the binding of hearts, in the end, blood is as thick as blood. No .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527405/ A Gothic horror. Vampires, but DEF not the "Twilight" kind. This is a work in progress, not finished http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/527397/ i wrote this when i pulled the page up to enter a poem..i just felt it and decided to write it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/421924/ Angels lieShe came under cover of the nightA seducer of men’s heartsShe separated the men from the boysThen ripped their worlds apart.No anger could be strongerThen what she felt insideCouldn’t stand it any longerTired of being the lie.He kissed her gently as he w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/421130/ My onlyIn the days and nights I have waited for youNothing, has to me been more clear Its you I have been longing forYou I need to be near.I feel your happiness, pain and sorrowYour laughter and your darkI knew the meaning of evermoreThe second I saw loves spark.So for you my one.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/421128/ Stormy nightThe storm outside brings peace to my soulThe thunder and the rainThoughts of you fill my hoursNo heartache nor the painImagining the weight of your body on mineThe thrill of your touch so lightNothing could possibly bring more joyOn this darkest of stormy nights.A r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/421124/ Garden of loveI wandered down to the garden of love To find myself a man,The devil himself stood by the gateA violin in his hand.He played a melody soft and sweetAsked what I was hoping to find.To which I replied, A man of courseOne that would be all mine.The devil laughed, the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/421123/ Across my heart a strawberry gashLove  lay wasted to cinder and ashDark desolate nights left aloneA broken heart a broken homeA liars kiss bittersweetA soul mate lost subtle defeatDeep breaths taken just to surviveWhats the point to stay aliveTake the step to walk aloneCold co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/418306/ someday we will be together,but not today..i made you a promise. you gave me something once...i still to this day have it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/418305/ ___Devils Kiss____You’re so sure you know meI’m so sure you don’t, You think you’ll break this hardened heart,I’m so damn sure you won’t. I’ve heard the stories they all tell,You make your victims crawl,But you’ve n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/412949/ __Lady Vamp___ To taste your blood is to savor fine wine,That only improves through pain so divine,The puncture of flesh ever so sweet,With fangs I shall tear and rip as meat. The very first trickle a tease for sure,The scent, the aroma, all part of the lure.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/razormuse/412947/