Short Story 1

Her lips tingled as his touched hers, an unbelievable feeling ran through their vains. She could feel her heart hammering against her ribcage, trying to get out to wrap itself around him forever. But she knew that was not possible, they could never be.

He ran his finger gently down her spine tickling her, but she too enchanted by the dance of his lips to giggle. A tear trickled on to her nose, but it hadn't come from her. He removed his lips, "I must go," he said.

"Please don't," she cried.

"I'm sorry Meygan, but my father will get suspicious!"

"Why must you marry her, Elliot?" Meygan asked.

"Not now!!"

"Yes now!!" she yelled.

Water forming drops streamed down her face, she tried to hide them but the evidence was clearly there. "Don't cry," he said more softly.

Her stroked her cheek, wipping away all her tears before kissing her delicate cheek. "Wait here, i will return," he promised.

As he disappeared into the darkness, a shadow came to life in the form of a women. Her long velvet cloak covered her face, but a lock of black hair was exposed. Her silent yet violent footsteps appeared behind Meygan, taking her by suprise. But before anything was said the woman had stabbed Meygan in the heart.

Blood blended into Meygan's long crimson hair and stained her creamy face. Her tears ran red, she reached out to the woman who was stood their watching her with a smile. Meygan's heart stopped. Her body went limp.

The woman screamed, she screamed with a smile on her face. She drew back her hood to reveal a young pretty face, then poked herself in the eyes. Her tears ran freely down her pale cheeks. Elliot rushed to her side, trying to calm the woman. His future wife...