Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Vampire Armastus
    Vampire Armastus
    Vampire Armastus
    Ebook58 pages52 minutes

    Vampire Armastus

    By Lara Biyuts

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    "Bleak despair in tones of black and pearl. Lights go out. Darkness falls, bringing us. We are vampires, children and lords of the darkness. We wander over the moonlit world, in the toils of our thirst. Fear-encircled, we spread the fear. Thirsty for blood, we want to drink your life and to sow the dark with the aid of our thoughts. For ever young, for ever beautiful, alien, quick and strong--not omnipresent yet omniscient--no reflections, no shadows--lightly moving, the night vigil of oblivion, we send nightmares, and Luna, Greek Selene admires us. Oblivion is at the threshold of the hagridden mortals. The gentle bite--the sweet taste of blood. We’re thirsty. There is no use of crying. Acquiesce. Noctules, nosferatus--pallid faces, icy hearts, shining eyes--maybe dead, maybe alive, yearning for a sweet prey--languorous, sometimes sad--we wander in the moonlight. Vampires, children and lords of the dark. Lonely amid you." (from La Arme Blanche, by Lara Biyuts)

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLara Biyuts
    Release dateNov 27, 2010
    ISBN9781452336800
    Vampire Armastus
    Author

    Lara Biyuts

    Lara Biyuts (aka Lara Biuts) author of 14 books of fiction, writer of the RevueBlanche.blogspot, collage maker for her bookcovers, translator, who signs her translations as Larisa Biyuts. Her novella A Handful of Blossoms is 2012 Rainbow Awards Honorable Mention. Her works are accepted for anthologies: Cat’s Cradle Time Yarns (Time Yarns Anthologies), Authors off the Shelf (Lazy Beagle Entertainment), Of Words and Water 2014 (Words and Water group supporting WaterAid), Hope Springs a Turtle, The Black Rose of Winter, and Greek Fire (Lost Tower Publications). Her old tale and poems are featured on TheHolidayCafe.com (2013). Her poetry is on the monthly eJournal The Criterion (April, 2014). She is a Goodreads librarian.Her novel La Lune Blanche is the first of the series. "The novel is the world where pleasures of life and pleasures of art are just norms." (Turner Maxwell Books)“The author produces a setting which is detailed and believable, and also characters which the reader gets to know well. Also the plot moves along nicely through-out the story.” (April O., facebook.com)“Lara Biyuts’ writing is deep and multi layered.” (Maggie Mack Books, maggiemackbooks.com)“Lara Biyuts comes to us from the great tradition of Nabokov and Conrad, enriching our literature in English with the rich cosmopolitain perspecitve of the East European tradition leading back to Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky. Like those great masters she takes us also into the shadow world of sexuality with its hidden psychology, possession and sensual revelations.” (Robert Sheppard, Author of the novel Spiritus Mundi, linkedin.com)“The secret of Lara Biyuts is her tales. The secret of her tales is their charm. The secret of the charm is Lara Biyuts.” (Les Hudson, goodreads.com)Favorite quotes:“Follow me, reader! Who told you that there is no true, faithful, eternal love in this world! May the liar's vile tongue be cut out! Follow me, my reader, and me alone, and I will show you such a love!” (Mikhail Bulgakov)“Cowardice is the most terrible of vices.” (Mikhail Bulgakov)for emails: larisabeeATyahooDOTcom

    Read more from Lara Biyuts

    Related to Vampire Armastus

    Related ebooks

    Gay Fiction For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Monster

      Dec 1, 2022

      Monster
      7 min read

    • Article

      Marco

      Mar 1, 2022

      THE ALLEY STANK . Marco could feel the damp soaking into his tunic as he pressed his back against the wall, trying to seem like part of the shadows. He cursed himself. How could he have been so stupid? He knew if he stayed out after dark they might f

      6 min read

    • Article

      Excerpts From The Works Of The 2024 Whiting Award Winners

      Apr 10, 2024

      The 2024 Whiting Award winners were announced Wednesday night. Below are excerpts from their work.

      19 min read

    • Article

      The July War

      Sep 8, 2020

      In summer, our neighborhood quiets in phases. The quieting begins in May. Schools give their older kids, the seventeen- and eighteen-year-olds, a month off to prepare for the baccalaureate exams. Following a ritual as old as our parents, the students

      21 min read

    • Article

      Curmudgeon across The Hall

      Dec 27, 2018

      Curmudgeon across The Hall
      4 min read

    • Article

      The Joke

      Sep 1, 2020

      Although best known for his 1953 novel Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury was also a prolific writer of short stories, having published his first while still a teenager. This previously unpublished story likely dates to 1950, the year The Martian Chronicle

      5 min read

    • Article

      I Met Myself Coming Back

      Oct 6, 2022

      I Met Myself Coming Back
      6 min read

    • Article

      Just a Kiss

      Jun 4, 2020

      Just a Kiss
      6 min read

    • Article

      Haunted

      Sep 27, 2023

      Haunted
      6 min read

    • Article

      Pleasure Palace

      Sep 1, 2022

      Pleasure Palace
      15 min read

    • Article

      The Escaped Jaguar

      May 9, 2019

      The Escaped Jaguar
      5 min read

    • Article

      How I Began to Write

      Mar 6, 2019

      How I Began to Write
      6 min read

    • Article

      “Really?”

      Jun 2, 2022

      “Really?”
      6 min read

    • Article

      Life In The past Lane

      Aug 27, 2021

      Life In The past Lane
      5 min read

    • Article

      The Naked Truth

      Apr 13, 2023

      The Naked Truth
      4 min read

    • Article

      The Silhouette Artist

      Jul 25, 2019

      The Silhouette Artist
      6 min read

    • Article

      In The Spotlight: Your Writing Unreliable Narrator

      Jan 4, 2024

      We weren’t a bit surprised that we had our smallest postbag yet for the call for submissions on the theme of Unreliable Narrator, inspired by the brilliant article by Taboo co-creator Chips Hardy in the December issue. It’s a challenging theme – it’s

      5 min read

    • Article

      A Hard Man To Forget

      Jan 8, 2024

      A Hard Man To Forget
      4 min read

    • Article

      The Show Boy

      Oct 9, 2019

      The Show Boy
      9 min read

    • Article

      Me & Davey Waters

      Jan 15, 2023

      Me & Davey Waters
      4 min read

    • Article

      Six Dart Out

      Sep 10, 2023

      Marc figured the girl was a vegan. Her puke had overflowed the sink and run onto the floor—tomatoes and rice marinated in microbrew lager. He’d told Vegan Girl to slow down, but her friends had won the turning-21-peer-pressure battle. Admittedly, Mar

      9 min read

    • Article

      MUM IS MISSING Liane Moriarty

      Sep 8, 2021

      MUM IS MISSING Liane Moriarty
      7 min read

    • Article

      Mature Adults In Your Area

      Aug 8, 2022

      I would say that I don’t normally do this kind of thing, except that on and off over the months and years, I’ve done “these kinds of things” too many times for that to be true. So yeah, I go on dates from time to time. This recent guy wouldn’t choose

      6 min read

    • Article

      Bound

      Apr 10, 2022

      I came fully awake as I sat up and cracked my head on the thwart of my upturned canoe. The pain cleared my head. I felt under my bedroll for my knife, hoping I hadn’t made enough noise to attract the attention of whatever—whoever?—had waked me. I did

      17 min read

    • Article

      MUM IS MISSING Liane Moriarty

      Sep 8, 2021

      MUM IS MISSING Liane Moriarty
      7 min read

    • Article

      100-WORD-STORY COMPETITION Winners

      Aug 16, 2022

      We’ve been delighted by the huge response to our 100-word-story competition. The entries have flooded in thick and fast during the past few months, but while we’ve enjoyed reading every story, only a few can come out on top! You, our readers, voted t

      5 min read

    • Article

      LOVE, Virtually

      Feb 16, 2020

      LOVE, Virtually
      5 min read

    • Article

      Righteous

      Jan 22, 2019

      Righteous
      8 min read

    Reviews for Vampire Armastus

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Vampire Armastus - Lara Biyuts

      Vampire Armastus

      by

      Lara Biyuts

      SMASHWORDS EDITION

      * * * * *

      PUBLISHED BY:

      Lara Biyuts on Smashwords

      Vampire Armastus

      Copyright 2010 by Lara Biyuts

      Smashwords Edition License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author's work.

      * * * * *

      Vampire Armastus

      We are vampires, children and lords of the darkness.

      (from La Arme Blanche, by Lara Biyuts)

      I

      All-l-l right. And I’m Ivor-r-r, the teenager bleated out, twisting heels of his shoes, and fell onto the stranger’s arms.

      The stranger, wearing dark leather trousers and jacket, caught the poor drunken human and murmured, Pathetic. This man of mould is like a windfall for me. But…a strong alcohol has tainted his breath… he looks so young. Too young to drink so much alcohol and too young to die. No other humans in the moonlit street. With the unconscious human in his arms, the stranger said, Too young and stupid, he looks so nice. He is to go with me. Chortling at his own words, the stranger added, From the bright dusk of clear nights, from light and shades, the dusky fire comes! With that, he took off from the ground, clutching the boy tightly, being as easy at this extraordinary night activity as humans walking in a street by day.

      The mid-September wind fluttered his light hair and dark cape; his green eyes twinkled, his bat-like wings moved with a will, and his skin remained pale as snowdrop.

      The fluent flight above the town was not long and very soon he landed gracefully on the ground. He and his prey were in the deep shade of a big building that looked like a shabby storehouse. It was dark and chilly in the solitary nook of the woodland; no bushes or trees on the approach to the storehouse, only at a distance, a formless silhouette of an old willow over a pond with dark water where murky shadows could show anything, mirroring the willow’s melancholic dream. The lily pond was small and reedy yet no stink in the air, which freshness could be fed by an underground fountainhead.

      Inside the forsaken old and spacious shelter, it was dark too, exactly how he liked it with a bat or death’s head moth alone keeping his company. In the darkest corner, he carefully put the boy on a pile of dry mattings. The boy sleeping and smelling of alcohol looked like an angel, with his wavy dark brown hair, white skin and small hands. He covered the boy with a gray striped plaid cloak that formerly could be worn by shepherds in Scotland. His prey was to be warm and alive, not cold and dead. He took one last look at the human before he flew up to the place of his sleep on the rafter where he wrapped his wings around his body and took a nap.

      The boy hardly could open his eyes, feeling the pain zip through his head. Where I am? he looked round, What I am doing here? He rose to his feet, but the pain increased. Damn! Grabbing at his head, he slowly walked towards the door, but another moment he was stopped by someone… or something.

      A vague figure slithered through the shade. The boy looked narrowly to see who it was. Then, a guy appeared before his eyes. Who are you? the boy clenched his fists.

      The guy was a good-looking albino with green eyes. His age was indefinable -- might be 16, and he might be 30 -- but he was actually close to 300. He smiled and walked to the part of the storehouse where it was pitch dark. Your worst nightmare, he answered finally, and the darkness hid him away from the boy.

      What the hell is that supposed to mean?! the boy

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1