Rated PG13
Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
What would a vampire wish for...? Depends on the vampire, maybe.

What do you wish for? Money? Fame? A good night's sleep? To finish that story you've had knocking around in your brain for much too long?
MLMLMLMLMLMLMLMLML
The Misbegotten
Oh, is the moon for the misbegotten? The illegitimate? Those who have been ill-conceived? Would that be for my darling man, Mick St John?
I asked that talent agent to book me a band of beating hearts for my poolside party. Send me perhaps a few handsome musicians Cynthia and I could toy with, snack on and leave them to wake up the following day at a mansion glittering in the Los Angeles sun. Leave them wondering what happened to the throngs of people who had danced and drank and cackled at risqué jokes while they played their mortal hearts out.
What that talent agent sent me was an Adonis, a guitar-playing god. Oh, when he self-consciously kept retucking that red Aloha shirt into the back of his trousers I nearly got the vapors (If I had to breath). That voice, his velvet baritone woke my feminine wiles after being bored for far too long.
Under that ceaseless blanket of stars, I was mesmerized by his hands caressing his guitar. The sway of his slim hips while he strummed made me shiver in the evening heat. I wished to beguile him forever.
Newly embedded in the family, all those charming mortal behaviors are gone. My ‘husband’ is moody and broody and definitely on the track to walk into the sunlight. Who knew he’d be so whiny?
“You made me a monster.” His voice was rough and angry at me. Me! I gave him immortality and the gift of being top of the food chain. Some people…
Once he desired me. Once he threw a chair through my wall of windows to get to me. Once I took him without question and now?
Now, I’ll leave him. What is their silly mortal saying, something about 'stewing in their own juice'? Yes, I'll leave him for now.