Guardians

My vampire protectors kept me safe while I regained my strength. One dark haired hottie - Eclipse - offered to turn me. I have to admit, it was tempting. But I came here to write their story, not become a part of it. Though of course I told him there were other ways to make me feel better... Anyway, it's time to get back to the trenches. Aurora just returned with a wounded warrior. She says Ammon's army is closing in and they're about to raise the last of the seven. We need to get the hell out of here, and fast. Regroup and come up with a counter strategy. Talk to you all soon - I hope!

Did you know you can get a cold AND flu at the same time???

Neither did I. Bad enough I have to dodge all those fangs, but I've been down and out the last seven days with a double whammy. Ugh! BUT... with all this thinking time, I've come up with a new bumpersticker for all my GOOD vampire friends.

"Good people suck, bad people spit" You think it'ss catch on? Or is my brain still fried from the germs?

Back from the shadows

Phew, I barely made it out with my life. The Church of the Damned are particulary frenzied during times of Christian and Pagan holidays. As you all know, vampires are tricky little demons. Everyone of them too gorgeous for words, and they smell good enough to eat! (Ironic, right?) Battles are raging everywhere, right under our noses. So keep a sharp eye out for a sharp tooth, and if some god-like man sweeps you into his arms, crooning with a voice that would make angels weep and oozing that smell  that makes you just want to lick his...well, you get the idea. If you meet up with one of them, run like hell!!! I'm off now, there's a deadly tangle happening in south Paris and the good vampires need my help. (you know, the one's who want to save our sorry human asses) I'll be back soon to keep you updated. More than ever it's important to stay alert and until next time, stay safe.