Vampire Novelist Jayne Waggoner Works

Celic Celic, a nineteen-year-old college student, is given a potion by an ex-girlfriend. He is transformed into a vmpire and carrier of a virus. Within weeks after his change, he is staked through the heart more...

Vadas, sequel to Celic The club named Daimio sat just within the city limits.  The border lot displayed a vast assortment of vehicles. Celic raced across the pavement and glided through the double doors. Once inside, he more...

Arom, a vampire short short story     The goose raced across the water, wing’s flapped while its feet slapped the deep river. Overhead the sky displayed its night’s complexion. Off in the distance, a dog barked, more...

Apples, a short short story    Johnny walked through the quiet house toward the basement. Weariness weighed intense through every muscle. How long had it been? He’d lost track of time.       more...

The Wheling, a fantasy short short      Knot sat behind Wood while he scrutinized the layout of the human resident adjacent the forest line before them. The wind ruffled Wood’s reddish gray fur to modify it into more...

Vampires Never Cry, a short short      She perched on the cement structure, her feet dangling above the raging torrent. The recent rains fed the customary disciplined river too much water to fast. It ran drunk with more...

StormRiders, a vampire short short (I just thought I'd let everyone know that StormRiders will be in the book Weirdly 3 which is a collection of short stories. You'll find it at www.wildchildpublishing.com)      more...

Sapling, a fantasy short short      Night’s dew wetted the slender branches of the young sapling. His typical limited consciousness became aware of a strange sensation sparked by an innovative contemplation more...

A Little Love, (Poem) You point your pointer at medeclaring my action discloses.I’ve no intention to fulfill my vows-Given you briars instead of roses. Each tidbit of love I’ve offered youleaves you hungry more...

Vampire His presencesteals within a shadowed mistwith awakening yearningsthirsty needs. His tender caressignites the firesthrough the bodyof which he feeds Softly he whisperswords of portrayalconcerning more...

Dancer with Wolves  Shapes in the twilightMovements wanton wild.Howls of the hunterUnholy night of prowl. Wolves nimble stretchingPower of the paw.Muscles flex, extendingDeath has come to call. Run along in more...

MoonFace  I stroll along beneath a darkened skywink, wink, twinkling of the stars.See old man moon drift o’er the hillswith a dismal face of cratered scars. I feel the strokes of the winter windtick, more...

2009 The New Year came with bright sunlight Didn’t want it Preferred the night Then I looked within a mirror Reflected face Of one in fear So I vowed to live my life A little more...