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Saturday, October 12, 2013

It Is The Halloween Season And You Never Want To Be... Meals For Vampires!


Available on paper or Kindle Reader.

A long undead vampire laments not being able to admire her looks in the mirror. 

A love-struck man is confused about the ultimate intentions of his vampire lover.

An always hungry for human blood vampire muses over the taste of animal blood.

A vampire is pissed-off because his escaped prey knew martial arts. 

These are one line premises of four,
 Of the 25+ Horrorwalker Vampires short story tales,
In my Horrorwalker Travel Guide companion horror book…

Meals For Vampires!

These twisted horror tales, 
And horror poems, 
Are the recorded thoughts, 
And musings and missives,
Of mostly frustrated vampires who have found an outlet to express their long, 
Undead suffering.

Being a vampire in a modern world can be very difficult, 
Especially when modern prey might fight back… 
Even though…
In fact, we are all… 

Meals For Vampires!

Meals For Vampires 2 
will soon make its appearance to...
haunt your horror nights... 
and your horror days.

Wait for it...


Monday, February 11, 2013

Introduction To: Meals For Vampires


Meals For Vampires
After Midnight
Point Taken
Thicker Than Water
Vampire Logic
Your Blood Or Mine
The First Time
Feral Creatures
The V Word
My Cell
Watch That Knife
Evil Religion
A Poke In The Back
End Notes
You've read the horror story examples on my many blogs. You already know that you can visit http://www.thearjayuniverse.blogspot.com -- or -- http://www.thehorrorwalkerworld.blogspot.com as the gateway to my many worlds of writing. You also know that I supply all this content because I love to entertain horror fans.
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Now, for me... back to more Meals For Vampires horror writing. Keep checking back to find out who gets bitten in the neck next. Also, make sure you check out the blog, Blood Plasma at: http://www.bloodplasma.blogspot.com.


Thursday, January 31, 2013


The ultimate cosmic joke played against vampires,
By God or by Satan,
Is the fact that we must exist by strict, violent, deadly, unbreakable...



(Allenwood, Pennsylvania)

I exist,
Every day,
Confronted by these bizarre...
Vampire conventions!

I am hindered,
I am stymied,
I am boxed into a shadowy corner by...
Vampire conventions.

These conventions are death rules.
They are many -- and they are powerful!
They cannot be broken --
Not by the likes of one like me!

Convention number 17 --
I cannot enter a human domicile...
Unless I am first invited inside...
By the resident who will, in fact, be my prey!

Convention number 20 --
Sunlight burns me like fire to dry parchment paper.
I do not sparkle from a solar reflective spell!
No such reality exists for... a 100 year old vampire.

Convention number 1 --
I must drink the life dispersing fluid of mammals to survive.
Human blood is the preferred drink of choice of my kind,
But if the human preference is not an option... a large animal will have to do!

Convention number 8 --
I am really not interested in sexual contact with a human.
But, the evil inside me... when the bloodlust becomes feral and dangerous...
Will use any type of violence or subterfuge to gain access to the blood I need!

Convention number 12 --
My heart does not beat, therefore I am dead.
But, I walk among mankind as though I belong alongside the living.
And if you touch my skin you will feel the cold, even though I am sucking your blood dry.

Convention number 13 --
The smell of garlic makes me as nauseated as a spinning dog.
And the sap inside garlic, if ingested, clogs whatever is in me that lubricates me.
Garlic is nastiness personified and the sight of it brings me to my knees.

The list of the conventions that control my existence are many more.
Perhaps, I should not give away all the secrets to what makes me tick... and tock.
When you finally meet me, you might rather be cloaked in the protective shroud of ignorance.

I exist,
Every day,
Confronted by these bizarre...
Vampire conventions!