Expect No Mercy
"You're not going to run?"
Her voice shocked me. It was so angelic, every word sounding musical and like honey. It wasn't vicious in the least bit. The way she spoke sounded sweet and gentle, as if she wasn't about to kill me.
"No," I tried to reply, though it was barely a whisper.
Somehow, she heard me. Her lips turning into a genuine smile, but even the sight of that didn't distract me from her eyes, which were slowly turning from black to red. The bloody color swirled in her pitch black orbs, until they were fully dominated by the striking glow, making it obvious she wasn't human. But I already established that.
In the blink of an eye, she wasn't six feet away from me anymore. She was close enough to touch, her body pressed up against mine as I felt her small cold hand caress the crook of my neck.
I swallowed, trying to say something, but my throat was too dry to speak. I couldn't even sum up a single thought as she leaned in, her nose running along my neck as she inhaled.
"Mmmm," she murmured, her head leaving my neck as she looked up to face me.
"Don't be scared, human," she caressed my cheek, the coldness making me shiver. Her tongue dampened her lips, which gave me perfect view of the elongated teeth that were now there, "It won't hurt for long."