Vampires' Buffet

John stood at the podium watching their guests mill about the room.  He counted heads and checked his watch.  It was time, but he would give them a few more minutes for the stragglers to arrive.
Julie was hovering around the buffet when she saw John at the podium.  She glided across the room so she could stand at his side when he brought the meeting to order.  
She smiled warmly for the crowd, with her bright red lips and dark mascara in stark contrast to her pale white skin.  She tilted her head towards him and spoke without moving her jaw, "Is there a problem?"
He checked his watch again and said, "No, no problem.  I just thought Candice was going to be here."
"She is, she's right over..."  Julie couldn't find her in the crowd.  "She was right over there, with Margaret, maybe she just went to the girl's room."
Julie didn't wait for John to respond.  She zipped across the room and asked Margaret, "Did Candice leave?"
"No, she took that new guy to show him around."
Julie asked in a chilly voice, "What new guy?"
"I don't know him.  He said he knew you.  He was tall, good looking.  He had some strange letters tattooed on his wrist."
"Oh god, no.  You know we don't let new vamps alone with our human guests until they've been properly indoctrinated."
"God, Julie, you think I'm stupid?  He wasn't one of you, this guy had a gorgeous tan."
Julie gave John a look, and he was at her side in a flash.  "What's wrong?"
"Candice disappeared with Dante."
"Alone?"  His face darkened as he was about to snap at Margaret.
"Relax, it's not her fault.  She thought his tan was real."
John signalled for help from their friends Thomas and Frederica.  They were going to have to find Dante and Candice, and they would have to make it fast.
from Ivory

"So what does your tattoo symbolize?" Candice said coyly.

"I made a promise to a friend that I would never forget him. He left us a few years back." Dante caressed his wrist. 

"I'm sorry. You must have been really close." Candice looked off into the sky. 

"Yes. Blood brothers." 

Candice got a chill and jerked. 

"You okay?" Dante chuckled. "Didn't mean to spook you." 

"No it's just the night air. You wanna take a walk? There's a park nearby and we can sit and talk some more." 

"I'd like that. You're not like other girls around here. You're very trusting considering all the whispering about those three missing people." 

"Well, they may have just left town, for all we know. You look harmless enough." Candice nudged Dante in the side as they started down the sidewalk.  

As they walked and approached a bench in the park, Candice looked up again. A full moon was beginning to come into full view. She turned away and seemed very uncomfortable. 

"Hey, why so edgy all of a sudden?" Dante reached out to stroke her back.  

Candice raised a hand and still with her back to Dante, said in a hoarse voice, "I have to go. I forgot to do something." 

"Do what? I'll go with you." 

"No. It's too personal. I'll call you." Candice hurried off.  

"Wait." Dante ran after Candice, his thirst driving him faster. He quickly caught up.  

Her shirt temporarily blinded him as it was torn from her body and became air born. By the time he freed himself, she was gone. His fangs locked into place. “How could she elude ME?” 

Candice hid in the shadows as her body began to transform and hair covered her entirely. When she caught her breath and her transformation compete, a 6'9" beast growled, "Not tonight, my love. You'll learn of my secret in due time."

from KatSmith

            Dante stood just outside the circle of light from the lamp post. He pulled his fangs back in. "Oh no, this will not do." His head snaps to the left as a faint sound catches his attention. He closes his eyes. "Breathe, come on now, and let that heartbeat float to me..."
            Julie walked through the crowded room, smiling and greeting as warmly yet quickly as possible so as not to arouse interest.  John strode straight through to the night canceling out Julie’s efforts.
            John called out as he saw Dante casually walking back to the shelter.  He grabs Dante’s shoulders ”What have you done? Where is she? Where is Candice?”
            Dante pushed John back. “Do not mistake my humble facade for weakness. She is well.  I can control myself.” He walks around John.
            “Dante, she is not a meal or a toy.” John growls.
            “John! Dante!” Julie vise-grips Dante’s arm.
            “I would not worry so much over that one. She’s….special. Apparently.” Dante plucked Julie’s hand off his arm as two sets of heated eyes tried to bore holes in his skull.
            A few blocks away, the stillness was broken by a coat of fur running in silence.

from Lizizme