Vampires. Werewolves. Demons. Fallen angels. Monsters. Genetically enhanced superhumans. They’re all real. Living right here among us. It’s eerie,...but true. It all began when I was taken to the hospital for a blood transfusion after I nearly died during a lab accident in the bio-engineering laboratories at Northeastern University. Thanks to that lame-ass professor Stanwick, I nearly died. Fortunately, they took good care of me at the hospital. A transfusion of blood from a mysterious source. Unlike the Beach Boys (except the one who drowned under hishouse boat) I wont find out what it will be like to be a man. "Cheer up,Mikey," attempted Mum."Don't start," I warned her."At least you're not dying," she said blowing her cigarette smoke outthe window. She didn't smoke much around us kids, only when she wascarefree or frustrated, I'd like to think she was frustrated but Iwasn't sure. "No, I'm not dying but my life is going to changecompletely." It doesn't have to." You heard 'Annette',. He walked towards it and a shiver of fear and alarm ran through his body as he saw a picture of Renata. It was plainly her, as close a facsimile of her own sweet features as if she had been there in person. James hurried back to the desk. “Excuse me!” “Yes Sir!” “Sorry to be a pain. Who is the girl in that painting?” “She was the daughter of a former owner of the hotel. He was Spanish, I think.” “Portuguese!” James corrected. “Okay, maybe. There is something about her in this little. ’ ‘God does love you my child, more than most women, who would refuse to share their sacred passage with the sons of the church.’ Joan shed her clothing and joined the couple on the bed of straw, which was covered with a sheet like covering. Father rolled off of the girl as she lay in a semi unconscious state, moaning lightly. Joan took hold of Paul’s phallus and began to stroke it as she had done the evening prior. It took some time and affectionate gestures of fondness, however when his.