The Circus Master: The Book of the Vampires

“Roll up, roll up, roll up. Come get tickets to see the Circus of Tzas”the young boy shouted whilst pestering as many adults as he could to buy some tickets. Only one responded to him however, and it was really out of pity more than anything else. She certainly wasn't going to see a Circus of all things, but she didn't want to leave the poor little urchin to go hungry.The young urchin however was somewhat intimidated by the sight of this strange lady who he knew from reputation. She was quite unlike anyone else in all of London. She was dressed in completely dark, strange clothing. She wore a low cut black top, surrounded by a black fur coat, had pale skin, whiter than snow, a long thin nose, piercing green eyes, and a massive beehive haircut. She was also smoking too which the young boy thought was most unlady like.When she smiled, the boy could see what appeared to be sharp teeth, though only for a few seconds.Despite her somew

Kelly couldn't take another second. She had been on her feet non stop for about 6 hours, and she still had another 6 to go. Kelly had worked in this rotten flower mill for the past 8 years. She had the scars, as well as a few missing fingers to prove it, but this had been a particularly hard shift.Things had become a lot harder for Kelly overall in the last year as her husband, Christopher had tragically been killed in accident in this very mill. The two working together barely scraped enough money for their three children, two girls and a boy, all under about 6. Kelly and Christopher were almost like strangers to their children they got to spend so little time with them.Kelly hated the mill more than any of the other poor souls who were forced to work there. Every day she would come in and be forced to stare at the machine that tore the man she loved to pieces. Sadly she couldn't leave however as work w