Amy Mah is a snarky, sarcastic and cynical author who writes of her life as a modern Vampire and whose books can be seen at: www.FangsRule.com or on Amazon her first book is self help guide called: Fangs Rule a girls guide to being a vampire from Reardon Publishing and is available as full colour paperback, Kindle; E Book. Amy also written VAMPIRE where you read of her problems of living her life as a blood chilling denizen of the night. Later this year her book on sexy Demons will be published
Saturday, May 25, 2013
La Cala by N. Wood
With the flashing of the
lights and the sweat dripping into my eyes from my brow, I ended up walking
straight into someone and his beer spilled from his glass, showering us both.
“I’m sorry,” I
called out over the volume of the music, but he didn’t seem to hear it.
I turned so that the lights
were not so blinding in my eyes and caught my first glimpse of him. He was
shorter than me by a couple of inches, maybe just below six foot in height. The
beer had drenched him more than it had me and he was tugging the soaked fabric
from his chest, clenching his fist to wring the liquid from his shirt.
The first thing I noticed
was that he was wearing similar pyjamas to me, but with blue stripes. Then my
attention became drawn to his fist as it squeezed the beer out of the fabric.
Along his knuckles were black letters and I had to squint to read them. ‘Mack’—well, that was more original than ‘Love, Hate’.
He lifted his head and the
flashing lights reflected in his eyes. I couldn’t make out the true colour of
them, but the dazzling lights made them appear green, then blue, then pink,
then a golden yellow. I swallowed the dryness that had appeared in my throat
when his eyes had met mine. It was a bit like that love at first sight shit,
only I didn’t believe in that. The beer soaked guy in front of me was by all
means hot! Even my cock was perking up to
agree with my brain.
“I’m sorry!” I called again
over the music, in case he hadn’t heard me the first time.
I dropped my gaze to his
soaked chest and…fuck me! The fabric was practically see through and I was
definitely seeing a nipple ring on the left side. On the right there seemed to
be more body art, a tattoo of some kind. As my cock strained to take a look
too, I snapped my eyes back up to meet his as he turned with a shake of his
head and walked away,
aiming back towards the bar.
A self help guide by Amy Mah (Vampire) for teenage vampire girls, the guide is fully illustrated by manga Artist Heby and is written in an easy to follow A - Z format explaining everything a teenage vampire girl would need to know about living life as a modern Vampire. What is fashionable to wear when eating out? Fang maintenance & how to keep your claws sharp. Should you let a boy bite you on the first date? Easy to understand clear advice is given to every day problems Example: When you get an urge to bite: We all get those normal urges to bite things, and I must point out it is very normal, Claws are all well and good in a fight but a bite gives the extra advantage of getting a refreshing drink at the same time. Lots of girls worry about showing their Fangs in public believing that to show your fangs is rude, but don't be shy they can be a girls greatest asset (ok second greatest asset) if a boy is being rude to you, don't just snarl at him, just bite him! You are a vampire why do you think you have sharp teeth if not for sinking them into a boy that is being rude to you.
Today's world is difficult for everyone, especially teenagers. They face the stresses of school, deciding whom to date, and the biggie of sex, just to name a few. Imagine all of those things ten times worse, and you might get an idea of what it's like being a living, breathing teenage vampire. At last, the world can read about the life of a girl with good teeth, her problems with strong sunlight that gave her spots, and the sunblock that made her hair go yucky and produced more spots. Yes, sunlight was dangerous, as she could be the first teenager in history to die from terminal acne! In her everyday life, older vampires expected her to walk about at night in the traditional female uniform, a see-through, 18th-century nightdress, without undies! Well, this female vampire knew why the cold winds blowing along the corridors were called, "male winds," so she wore her see-through nightdress over jeans and a very thick jumper. To be sure that people would still know she was a vampire, the jumper had a very large, pink bat on it. And as to guys, well, it was normal for a girl to dream about guys; she just wished the dreams could have involved chocolates and holding hands, not leaping out at someone, ripping off his shirt, and demanding to know what blood type he was (at least not on the first date).