RimshaNadeem

First chapter originally written for the #loveshot contest: Those Blue Eyes. Vampires --vile, dangerous creatures of the dark that replenish and survive on the blood of all things mortal. Creatures that hunt and kill without remorse or mercy. The most lethal of predators hiding beneath the ethereal beauty, grace and perfection. However, a savage beast ponders beneath the surface, having lost all ties with compassion and care. They don't have beating hearts in their chests, they aren't careful when handling a fragile thing like a living being. Then why did HE feel something towards the delicate and unearthly gorgeous human? Why did he feel flutters in his stomach whenever she smiled? Why did the raging, uncaring beast inside him went insane with blood-lust at the thought of her being harmed and harassed? Why was it that whenever he saw her eyes glossy, he had the urge to burn the earth to ashes, to torture the cause of her sorrows to death, to find a way to ease away her pain in whichever way it was possible? Yet, at the same moment, he couldn't stand being in the same room as her. He barely controlled the longing to suck her dry. He would find himself glaring at her long, delicate throat, the translucent skin showing him the veins and arteries in a beautiful web of blue, green and purple. He would listen to her beating heart which -consciously or unconsciously- brought him comfort that she was breathing when she was out of sight. At the same time, the heinous desire to rip it out of her chest would burn his entire being. It would fascinate him when her heart fluttered, picked up its pace, or slowed into a steady rhythm. It would also force him to imagine... its taste... its scent... the feel of it in his hands... Torn between affections and ardour and the compulsion to slay and slaughter... What is a vampire to do when he can neither love, nor destroy?…

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"Where do you think you're going?"I turned around and stared on in horror. My heart stopped dead and my throat choked. In one instinctive move, I took a step back."Oh, you're not going anywhere from here, sweetheart, except straight to your grave," she snickered with malice. My heart was pounding, the sweat cooling me as it evaporated.It became a struggle to rouse my reflexes. Though abruptly, hurtling through the empty channels of my senses, came the realisation that being afraid was useless at this point in the battle. A battle I had to conquer for my family and friends --for the people I love.My first sensation of blind thankfulness was that my brain was going to withstand the trial.I stood up slowly from the rubble I'd been lying in, smirking at her as her facial features transformed from a devilish grin to a scowl disguising her immense shock. With rising confidence and my bond strengthening with death alongside each passing minute, I felt the last of my fears recede to the back of my mind."This may be my last, but I will take you to the grave along with me." I announced decisively, now at my complete height."You think I'm afraid?" I raised an eyebrow, chuckling slightly right after.All traces of amusement left me a moment later as I connected my gaze with her with a new found determination, watching the angst and flickering doubt gnaw at her."That's where you're wrong," I whispered, a hot tear trailing down my cheek. "I've got you right under my skin..." _________________________________________________________________________She was the light in the darkness. She was the good in the evil. The calm in the catastrophe. She was all those, but she was still human.She was still imperfect.And unaware.She had been doing perfectly well in life. Until evil gave a knock on her door, and became her undoing.…

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I would firstly like to give credit to and thank my chocolate bud @iwannabeabby for making me such an awesome cover and am dedicating the prologue to her 'cause I can't hand her a Twix online ;)I don't have time to start this off yet. Nor do I know if this will turn out to be a good thing, though I have a good feeling about this. I just want you all to go through the prologue and give me your opinions, criticism and advice. It would really be appreciated. I will start working on it earlier if there is a certain amount of interest shown. But if not, then I will start off on my own pace.I would also like to mention that I would certainly not want anyone to copy what is mine. I would suggest to use one's own imagination for writing or to not write at all if incapable. Learn to appreciate others' talent instead of insulting someone by copying their ideas.Thank you all :)…

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When Lucille Walters moves from her hometown to a small city two towns over, she decides to change a few things.Before stepping foot into high school, she decides to hood herself. She decides to keep to herself. She decides to never bother with typical cliques. She decides to be a NOBODY. AND, she decides to keep it that way.Becoming a nobody by choice... It was never heard of. Yet, having dealt with things far too traumatic to be normal and real in life, it makes it easier for her to stay under radar. Even if she wanted otherwise.That changes though, when, for one split moment, she puts herself aside and clashes swords with the most powerful and most dreaded clique of all -The Populars.All for a new nerd in school. At the moment, it becomes all about winning the challenge and showing them who's boss. However, when she realizes what a big mistake she's made, would she back down? Would she give up on showing the popular kids that cliques can change and social ladders aren't so difficult to climb?And what if she stumbles across a dangerous stop along the way of success, called love?…

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I found out about this contest, twenty minutes before it was due closed according to the time where I live. Wattpad Romance says it's valid. I hope it is.Cover credits to @JaredMishaJensen…

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Please read the beginning from R.L Stine's profile and then come to continue here.…