You can run from the grave, but you can't hide . . .

Half-vampire Cat Crawfield is now Special Agent Cat Crawfield, working for the government to rid the world of the rogue undead. She's still using everything Bones, her sexy and dangerous ex, taught her, but when Cat is targeted for assassination, the only man who can help her is the vampire she left behind.

Being around him awakens all her emotions, from the adrenaline kick of slaying vamps side by side to the reckless passion that consumed them. But a price on her head—wanted: dead or half-alive—means her survival depends on teaming up with Bones. And no matter how hard she tries to keep things professional between them, she'll find that desire lasts forever . . . and that Bones won't let her get away again.

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Posted by Vladimir Tue, 04/29/2008 - 10:33

 

Vampires and Prohibitionists for President

June 23, 2007 (ABC News / Lindsay Hamilton) -- He calls himself a "vampyre" (the Romanian spelling, he says) and claims he's been drinking blood since age five. He also wants to be your next president.

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Lilith

Early theologians had a real problem with the status of women in regard to Genesis. Here is this supposedly weak creature twisting Man around her finger and bringing death on the entire race. A "logical" answer presented itself in splitting woman into the Madonna/whore dichotomy. There was even a Biblical basis for Lilith.

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Peter Plogojowitz (Serbia)

This is an actual report of the history of Peter Plogojowitz which was accounted by an official in 1725.

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Screaming Whispers

i scream
no words come to mind
the voices
the noise
i can't think
i can't breathe
i scream into an endless hell
no one listens
overwhelming feelings
thoughts
will it never end
i scream
it stops
silence
immense nothingness
i am alone
i am home
i am here

Raevynn
March 31, 2002

First published in Letters From the Soul (International Library of Poetry).  Permission to reprint granted by the author.

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Wake Not the Dead by Johann Ludwig Tieck

 

Wake not the Dead: -- they bring but gloomy night
And cheerless desolation into day;
For in the grave who mouldering lay,
No more can feel the influence of light,
Or yield them to the sun's prolific might;
Let them repose within their hous of clay --
Corruption, vainly wilt thou e'er essay

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