Write Me Now is a game to help improve your creativity by practicing writing, which is the key of becoming a good writer. Test your imagination by writing a story that you didn’t choose. You will be given a beginning and an ending, and you get to fill the story with whatever plot you come up with to link them together. Share what you wrote here in the comments space below with other writers and see how they imagined the story to be. So open up your mind and let the stream of ideas gush into reality and let’s write me now.
“Look at this beaut.” Countess Elizabeth whispered while caressing my face. I smiled coyly at her; tilted my head to the side to rest on her palm “so you keep saying,” I said. She licked my lips before claiming my mouth with a fervent kiss. The kind of kiss that marked a woman in a way even wild sex couldn’t manage. God, I’ve missed her. “Do you know what else such a beaut is?” She kissed my throat all the way to my breasts, then peeked at me and said “The soft swell of those breasts are such a beaut too,” I moaned. She teased each nipple with her tongue making me heat up a little, then dropped lazy kisses on my navel all the way till my clit. I sucked in air; awed by the waves of pleasure that coursed my body. “And this little thing is not just a beaut, but delicious too.” She grinned wickedly then started licking me to euphoria, and I was there-right there, ready to explode but I couldn’t. Elizabeth must have felt my anxiety because she drew herself away from me. I propped myself on my elbows when she spoke “Susannah, stop thinking of him. I told you, everything has been taken care of; he can’t find me. So please, enjoy the freedom we have. Enjoy 2016. Enjoy the fact that finally we can be together without hiding, without shame.” I took a deep breath and said “I know… I want to enjoy this freedom too… but, I fear for your life. If Ferenc found you, I will lose you again.” Elizabeth Bathory the blood countess was the love of my life. If you Googled her name you will find everything about her and her husband count Ferenc Nadasdy but the truth. Our story began on 1603 when I was caught by her guards and sent to her Catchtice castle in Hungary. I was the daughter of a local Csejte peasant, I was terrified because everybody knew that the countess was a murderer that liked to kill poor girls for her own pleasure. But, what everybody didn’t know was that she was a vampire that needed blood and a lesbian that needed girls. When I discovered her nature I played it smart. I prolonged my stay at her castle, made her feed on me regularly by enticing her with my many talents in bed. The nights passed and we fell in love. She turned me into a vampire so we could live together, forever. Until count Ferenc Nadasdy knew about us. On 1604 Elizabeth killed Count Ferenc when he threatened to scandalize us and reveal our vampire secret to the world, or we thought she did. Ferenc was smarter than his wife; he made a deal with the witch who turned Elizabeth into a vampire that if she turned him too; he would kill Elizabeth and save the Hungarian girls from her. Elizabeth fled to God knows where and I never saw her again until this day. But, I knew that Ferenc would never stop chasing her, because he had a deal to seal.
….Write Me Now….
I was pacing back and forth like a mad woman in the shopping street of Amsterdam; waiting for him to show up, and when he did I hugged him so hard burying my face in his chest. He hugged me back and held me for a while. “Sweetheart, it’s done. She’s gone, she’s dead.” Ferenc whispered softly in my ears. I nodded “Thank you count. Thank you for everything. I love you so much.” He leaned his head over mine and said “I love you too.”