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Psalm of Vampires Chapter One
An excerpt from the upcoming novel about a streaming vampire with a whole lotta problems.

Chapter 1: White Violin
My nose was drawn to her like a human child chasing the scent from a candy store. With the stadium’s video screens focused on me, I set the violin down.
Daphne, wearing the kind of white shorts you might see on a K-pop fashionista, held the drum mallets in the air as she stood poised to strike her massive dagu drum again. Silky threads of black hair, darker than the skies of an age long lost to me, clung to her sweaty face. Silence from the crowd. I stood up, then glanced at her menacingly.
The crowd was so quiet you would have heard my shoes clamber across the stage floor if I had been wearing any. But I wasn’t wearing shoes, just my favorite Pokémon socks. I walked behind Daphne, feeding off her scent. I moved locks of her long straight hair to one side while my teammates bowed and smiled in unison. She dropped her mallets to the floor as if they were on fire.
Daphne gave me this cute, “Don’t you dare look,” at which point I opened my mouth wide and lunged toward her newly exposed neck with a set of fangs that could have punctured rhino skin. The crowd, sensing what would happen next, issued a collective gasp. A few random cheers and hollers littered the stale air.
My gaping mouth was the closing act of all my streams. A trademark of sorts. Now it was the closing act of my League of Legends team’s championship victory in a stadium full of obsessive gaming enthusiasts. The crowd shrieked in unison as my mouth, desperately craving her blood, made its final approach.
The stadium’s delighted screams drew me toward her almost as much as the blood coursing through her veins. Daphne, who was much closer to my height than most women, twirled around and pushed my chest away. The crowd loved it as I staggered back a bit, then approached her again. She dragged my shoulders down before planting her lips against mine. We kissed to thunderous ovation, our tongues stroking and embracing and clawing and pushing like wild little animals just out of their cages.