maybe you can build up this fic, like create a sequel. its a really super brginning but it did seem a bit rushed. but it was still a pleasure to read
-Shadow
As we go thru this "bump" in the road, I know in my heart that all will be okay, especially knowing that you are there to help me through this. I love you- Mom.
Funny how only a few sentances can turn a rotten day into a good one.
Ohh... I love this fic. So wonderful. I love your writing, Rose.
"If complete and utter chaos were lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armor and shouting 'All gods are bastards.'" -The Color of Magic, by Terry Pratchett
"If you think that by threatening me you can get me to do whatever you want," pause "--well, that's where you're right." - Buffy
Umm... I know this is probably going to sound like redundant and stupid question but... I was just wondering, if this is a songfic... umm what were the songs? Yeah... other than that I liked it alot... I've read most of your work so I would have to say not one of your best, it felt (as the first person said) a little rushed, and I was kinda confused, but I got the just of it and thought it to be sweet... in its own confusing mind-boggling kinda way! Keep up the great work! Till next time!
~One taste was just not enough?
It made me crawl back, desperate for more?
The cravings were uncontrollable?
In my hunger, I killed?
In my need, I slaughtered?
I was a puppet to my desire,
It wasn't a "song" fic, it was a "SNOG" fic, as in Psyche's challenge "101 Ways to snog (kiss) en route to a colony". We had to write something in under 800 words. So, yes, it's rushed. I may take on a project of trying to write a full fic out of it. I got the seed of the idea listening to (I believe it's a song by Journey?) Midnight Train.
hehe, yes I noticed that now... Sorry... I feel like a complete idiot... *sigh* Thanks for being so polite... Snog means kiss huh? lol that's definitely one I've never heard before... Thanks again! Till next time
~One taste was just not enough?
It made me crawl back, desperate for more?
The cravings were uncontrollable?
In my hunger, I killed?
In my need, I slaughtered?
I was a puppet to my desire,