Category Archives: Behind Locked Doors

Behind Locked Doors: Nameless

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The hot water ran down her face and tickled every inch of her body from head to toe as it caressed her skin gliding along her smooth curves. The steam filled the shower as the floor to ceiling glass walls around her steamed up creating a cloud-like feeling of safety. Though the stress of the day could not be lifted by simple desires or cravings of the average being – she wanted more, craved more, needed more. She didn’t know what the burning inside of her was, but felt a deep longing as if calling out to someone or something. Then, in the distance she heard a scream. Though it should have scared her- it didn’t! She felt no fear but excitement burned inside her. Her heart raced as she waited, for what she didn’t know. But wait was all she could do! With her eyes closed she turned back to the door just as he stepped in. A chill of cold air-filled the shower and sent lightning throughout her body. She went limp in his arms as he tilted her head to the side. His teeth as sharp as blades pierced her skin like butter and the connection was made. Within moments the thirst had built up within her so extreme she felt that she could no longer contain it. With a quick movement he sliced his own wrist and she was drinking as deeply as he was. The connection was strong-intense-fierce. Slowly the thirst took over and she began to feel like there was no way to control it. She had to have him – all of him! No blood escaped her lips for all of him now belonged to her, and in his last breath she feasted. For her Blood thirst was too strong for even him to control. All have heard of her and know of her stories. It is said that she has no true name she is simply called…

(c) Nina Soden 2014

Behind Locked Doors: The Caged Bird

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He walked into the club pushing past the bouncer… sliding his way through the crowd to the bar. Bodies rubbing together… the music so loud, you couldn’t hear your own voice, pounded throughout his body. Women threw themselves at him almost begging for his attention.

Once at the bar he called to the tender. B positive is his drink of choice. Behind the bar he looks over the assorted selection of humans on display. Glass rooms line the back bar, and inside each are men and woman eagerly waiting to be selected…

Taking his drink, poured from the tap, he turns to scan the room. Dancing… Jumping… Grinding… Feeding… There was action and movement all around him. “I’m here!” he heard her voice clearly as if she was whispering right into his ear, but no one was there. “I’m here!” he heard it again.

Looking around he couldn’t find her. “I’m here… Please… Up here.” the voice was in his head… She called to him… This had never happened before and he couldn’t understand it now. He looked up to find, hanging from the ceiling, large cages… one prize in each. As he scanned the cages his eyes crossed those young and old… But there in the center hung a woman… More beautiful than any he had ever know… Trapped like a caged bird.

Their eyes met… “Yes… I’m here… Help me please. I don’t belong here…” a surge of emotion flooded threw him. He knew he had to get to her… Had to have her… Had to help her! Without thinking he pushed his way into the middle of the floor… Leap up with more force than he had ever used before. Clinging to the bottom of the cage he pulled himself up…

The crowd still hypnotized by the music didn’t even seem to notice. Eye to eye they stared at each other, her inside the cage and him clinging to the outside. Never before had either of them felt such a connection. He tore the cage door open as he grabbed her into his arms. The door flew through the air landing on the crowd below.

Screams… Panic… Anger… Filled the room as everyone’s attention was pulled in their direction. “Are you ready?” he asked her. She responded without saying a word. With her in his arms he took a step. Seconds later they were on the ground… Back to back… Surrounded by the angry crowd.

The fight began. It felt like a dance the way their bodies moved together kicking… pushing… punching… scratching. She got her hands on a bar stool and spinning it over her head she managed to break it’s legs into perfect stakes! She took out 5 vamps for every 15 of his… Not bad for a human!

They finally made their way to the back of the bar as the fighting continued on the floor… No one really knowing why they were fighting but loving the trill of the game. Out the back door and into the night deep in her eyes he fell. Passion took over and in moments they were together… Locked in a passionate embrace.

He knew she was different… Knew he would never be able to have her… But longingly he would always love her. She thanked him with a look, and kissed him once again… Then into the night she disappeared never to be seen again.

(c) Nina Soden 2014

Behind Locked Doors: Beauty of the Night

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The streets were crowded. Elbow to elbow people pushed past each other as they tried to get a glimpse of what was up ahead. Standing high above the crowd a beauty like no other was atop the distant building wall. Long dark hair glistening in the sunlight. Her silky white skin sparkled as the rain started to fall.

Looking up into the sky then down at the onlookers she gracefully stepped off the edge. As if moving in slow motion she floated to the ground. Without a sound she landed and was instantly gone. Confusion filled the crowd, but within seconds people were talking of the beauty, power, and magic that they had just witnessed.

No one noticed the young couple that had fallen victim to this deadly beauty, or the young man who disappeared now standing by her side in the shadows of the night.

Together they will rule the night, together they can’t be stopped. But boys don’t you worry he won’t last long for her temper is hot and she is bound to be looking for a new love soon. Just watch what you say and watch what you do! For she is sharp around the edges and she’s not afraid to cut you!

(c) Soden, Nina 2014

Behind Locked Doors: The Southern Girl

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It’s been a year – no, not a year – one year two months three days and six hours since she saw him last. It was a special ops top-secret mission that took him away. 3 months his commander had said, but still no word – not a call, not a letter, not even an email.

Not a day goes by that she doesn’t cry, scream, pray, curse, ache, hope, long, need, want…

Counting the days he feels his life slipping out of reach as each day passes. He has no idea how long it’s been and can’t grasp the concept of time with the tortures he has survived over the past year. He escapes into his mind dreaming of the beautiful southern girl waiting back home for him. Praying she’ll still be there if ever he returns!!!

Two years five months and ten days have past when he walks in the front door a different man. Rushing into his arms fear, love, horror, lust, anger, need, sadness, pain and hatred hit her all at once. He feels it too. Knows what being gone has done to her, to them, but he can’t explain. How could he?

He takes her in his arms, holding her tight. With a loving touch and a gentle hold he asks her, “do you trust me?”

“Always.”

He  tilts her head back. With teeth as sharp as blades he drains her softly, smoothly! She drifts to sleep until awakened by the sweet taste of his own blood flowing into her mouth. She couldn’t get enough – lust, wanting, needing, feeding, craving!

One hundred and twenty years have past and they are still in love and fighting for love with the night all around them!

(c) Soden, Nina 2014

Behind Locked Doors – The Dancer

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On the edge of the cliff she does dance. Exposed to the world both heaven and earth her body she does not cover. For strength and love do guide her. Fear and regret have no place in her life. As the earth moves below her feet she will turn… As the fire burns hot within her soul she will not fall… As the wind blows around her she will follow… As the water crashes on the rocks below she will dive…

Into the icy water below she submerges her whole being. She lets go of all worldly restraints, and gives herself freely to all her passions and desires. A connection she does form as she spins and twists making love to the ocean itself. For her beauty is timeless… Her love is eternal… And her passion is as hot as the sun.

Behind Locked Doors – A Drifter…

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A drifter in the night he lurks within the shadows and under the cover of the ever forgiving moon-light. Year after year and century after century he finds himself searching for the one who started it all. The one who turned him!

Visions of piercing blue eyes, long red flowing hair, and lips covered and dripping with blood race within his mind haunting his dreams. Every time he hunts – feeds – kills, he sees her face reminding him of the monster he has become. For he will never turn another, never condemn another soul as his as been condemned to live for all eternity in a life of blood lust – a life of sin! Forever alone!

Egypt, Rome, Vienna, Paris, England, Montreal, Asia, Africa, America, nowhere in the world has he found peace. For years he has hidden, deep beneath the earth, within the abandoned mines once rich with gold now dank and dusty. He roams the night, living by only the light of the moon and stars above. He has learned to control the thirst – the hunger no longer consumes his every thought, but still the life he lost taunts him. 

A decision… a mission… a wooden stake to his heart… and no longer shall he walk the earth alone.

Behind Locked Doors – Life After Death!

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She woke up cold and unaware. Laying down she couldn’t tell where she was, and she was unable to move. She could feel straps across her legs, holding her arms down and across her chest. She wasn’t wearing any clothing and her skin felt numb yet wet.

The darkness surrounded her attacking her with voices and noises that couldn’t be identified. She couldn’t scream for the cloth shoved in her mouth so tightly every time she tried to speak she gagged. Tears poured down her face as she struggled to get free. Fear built within her until she could no longer breathe.

When she awoke again alone in the woods under the cover of leaves and grass, the draining process had been completed and the final stages of her transformation had begun. Her hunger was growing strong. But deep within she felt a sense of calm, strength and power. The fear was gone replaced with excitement for the new life ahead. Eager to learn she rushed into the woods around her. Within moments she was running, leaping, lunging. Feeding on a wild lion it was the most alive feeling she had ever had, and to think it was the first thing she had done since she died.

(c) Soden, Nina 2013

Questions Unknown…

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He sat in his room avoiding his parents downstairs. It was the third time in less than a month that he had been grounded. Not really a bad boy by nature these last few months he had really changed. “I’ll set up an appointment tomorrow…” He could hear the pain in his mother’s voice. “I just don’t know what to do with him any more…” the conversations went on and on.

He could take no more… his parents would never believe! He left a note on his desk: “Sorry to do this, but you just couldn’t understand. Know I am safe and try to be strong… For I will return, and it won’t be long!” then out threw the window he jumped and once on the ground he started to run!

Into the night he began his quest. Searching for answers to questions unknown. Then there in the dark he stumbled upon it… Deep in the woods and high in the mountains… Covered by trees and guarded by wolves. They welcomed him kindly and lead him straight in…

To the leader they took him. She smiled so sweetie then asked him to dinner as she explained his past. The chosen one… Sent to guide them… Born of the blood… Not human… Not vampire… A mix of the two so strong and so fierce!

As time did pass he learned to control his emotions, cravings, desires, anger, frustration… Soon he was ready and went off on his own. To his old home where so much had changed. His parents did not wake. Into their room he could feel the tension growing inside. But, when he got there… empty… alone…

His parents were gone and only a letter remained. Welcome to the family… Now you know our secret! From out in the woods he heard them calling. Down the stairs… Out the door… Running so fast he knew just what to do. With them at his side he made his first kill.

Behind Locked Doors – Never Looking Back

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He sat alone in his small one room apartment the windows open and the moonlight shining through. As he warmed up his guitar he could hear his neighbors yelling to shut up and turn it down. He didn’t care so he played on. Song after song the yelling got louder… Until finally…

Sick of their torments he focused his thoughts. Into their minds he traveled showing them pictures of those he had killed… Blood he had shed… Lives he had ruined. Slowly he drained them of their energy, their sanity, until the images were too much. They crumpled in the corners of their own homes, crying in fear and sadness. In a matter of moments he found his way into their rooms and feed on their weak trembling bodies. Full and energized he went back to his music never looking back.

(c) Copyright Soden, Nina 2011

Behind Locked Doors – On the Edge

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Standing on the edge of a cliff both literally and figuratively. He peered out across the horizon. Above him nothing but the clear blue sky, below him the vast ocean, and behind him the thick forest trees. If he turns back into the trees he is met with life face to face. As he watches the ocean he feels only the calming silence of the crashing waves. He hears the distant calls from those fighting to get his attention… His heart… His soul…

Without question without care he turns to face the ocean and with arms spread he stepped off the edge. He fell as if floating and then suddenly broke through the blanket of water and submerged himself in the cool wet bed of water. As he held his breath and looked around there was beautiful life all around him. He swam staying fully submerged for as long as he could. But being only human he couldn’t stay in this world forever.

just as he was beginning to swim to the surface he felt a pull on his leg. When he looked down he was face to face with an exotic beauty… long black flowing hair… deep chocolate-brown eyes… rosy red lips… And the softest milky skin he had ever seen. But where her legs should have been… A fin… Mermaid? It couldn’t be… Was he dreaming? Had he drowned?

His eyes closed and he drifted away. When he opened them again he was on his back on the hard rocks at the bottom of the cliff. As he gazed into the sky above the distant clouds were passing slowly as if crawling through the sky. He allowed himself a few more stolen moments to dream of a distant land where his life was his own before turning to the cliff and beginning his long climb back to reality.

(c) Copyright Soden, Nina 2011