Few creatures of the night have captured our minds like vampires.
It was about nine o’clock at night. I stomped down the wooden stairs in the old piece of crap house that I had been raised in, my red hair whipping across my face as I snatched my hoodie off the sofa. I put the hoodie on, and zippered it, grabbing my keys and walking towards the door. “Kelly Moore, get your ass back here,” my father yelled after me. “Why,” I demanded, turning around...Read On