Silver mist shines in his raven hair and sparkles on his long, dark coat, turned up at the collar. He resembles a phantom, recoiling from the relentless rain as he waits for the girl with the platinum wig and lissome body.
She emerges from that sinister place, the club overlooking the bayou. Hypnotic music fades as the door closes behind her. She offers him an ivory hand and a sensual smile.
He follows, mesmerized by azure eyes. Wordlessly, he submits to his fate as she leads him into the shadows without a blush.
About the Creator
Heather Hagy
Stephen King fan (but not like Annie "I'm your #1 fan" Wilkes cuz I'm sane and she's not)
Horror/supernatural are my favorite writing genres
Wife to 1 and mom to 4 humans, 4 dogs, 6 cats, and a dragon
"Jaws" is the greatest movie ever
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