Come to Life

Hands touch, eyes meet, electricity

No words, hearts speak what is happening

You want so bad to fall, you wanna risk it all

But right now, it’s not your call

Marié Digby – Come to Life

March 2019

Hana loved the spring and every year she’d go to Mount Yoshino to partake in hanami. Running through a field of Sakura trees, she giggled about how childlike she was acting even in her late 20s. But she didn’t have a care in the world because this was the time of the year, her delicate soul came to life.

Running, jumping, spinning around, she was so excited to be surrounded by all the cherry blossoms. However, being as distracted as she was, she didn’t quite see all of her surroundings. In her elation, Hana ran into John and immediately stumbled backward until she fell on her bum. John slightly chuckled before helping her off the ground.

He stared at her admiring her beauty. John was a bit dumbfounded and could not find the words to say. Her long silky black hair was flowing with the wind and sweeping across her pale face. Hana’s cheeks began to flush with a rosy hue, perhaps out of embarrassment or maybe because she couldn’t stop staring at John. Suddenly, her glistening brown eyes locked with his. It was like time had stopped and no one else was around. Then they realized, they were still holding hands from when John helped her up. John and Hana let go, but the electricity still ran through their veins.

The gaze between them was intense. Finally, John found the courage to break the silence. “Um, are you okay?” John said firmly, but compassionately.

“Oh, um yes. Sorry for running into you.” Hana replied in her broken English.

“I’m John. I’m stationed at Camp Shinodayama, but they gave me leave for the weekend.”

“My name is Hana.” Hana continued to gaze at the American Marine. She always thought she’d end up with a Japanese businessman who worked way too many hours to even really see her. But John was something different. He had dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He was tall and rather buff. John was definitely not the kind of guy Hana was used to, but the change was welcomed.

John and Hana walked to the pagoda and continued talking. They stood there watching as the wind blew through the cherry blossom trees. John was smitten seeing Hana amongst the delicate trees. It was clear they had a connection and when the sun started to set neither of them wanted to say goodbye. John walked Hana to her car and brushed the hair from her eyes before planting a gentle kiss on her lips. It left her breathless. They exchanged phone numbers before they went there separate ways.

February 2020

Throughout the year, John and Hana talked everyday and spent time together each time he was granted leave. They were desperately in love. John had asked Hana to be his girlfriend about a month after they had met and she happily said yes. 

It was hard to get Hana onto base to allow her to stay with him so when he was on leave, he’d stay at her apartment. John woke up and found Hana fast asleep on his chest. Her petite frame was wedged against his muscular body. He admired her nakedness as he always did and smiled. John thought he was incredibly lucky to have found Hana and planned on proposing soon. He couldn’t figure out how until he took her scent in. She smelled like the essence of spring and reminded him of when they first met at Mount Yoshino. He knew he would take her back there once hanami season started ask her to marry him then.

Suddenly, he felt something wrap around his cock. He looked down and saw Hana staring at him as her mouth wrapped around him. John was so lost in thought that he hadn’t realized Hana had woken up. “Mm, good morning to you too, honey.” John watched as Hana’s head bobbed up and down sucking his cock. Her lips were so soft and wrapped tightly around him. He was about to explode so he stopped her before flipping her on her back and going down on her. His tongue flicked her clit numerous times and she moaned in pleasure. He was sucking and swirling his tongue throughout her wet pussy until she came. John lapped up all of her juices; he just couldn’t get enough of her.

John had Hana get onto all fours and spanked her ass before mounting her. Each thrust was more and more powerful. They were out of breath and their hearts were pounding. Moans filled the air each time his cock entered her tiny wet pussy. They both were filled with ecstasy. John couldn’t hold it any longer and came inside her.

Trying to catch their breaths, they began to cuddle again. John kissed her forehead and whispered, “I love you.” Hana smiled at him and whispered, “I love you too.”

After they had caught their breaths, Hana looked at John. “So what do you want to do today besides me?” John laughed and answered, “I thought maybe we could stay in today and next month, we’ll go to Mount Yoshino for hanami.”

Hana recalled every second of hanami from the previous year and she smiled shyly. “Sounds like a plan. We can relive how I literally fell for you.“

March 2021

John and Hana never did make it to Mount Yoshino. The pandemic had hit and John was stuck on base. They had gone the year without seeing each other. Hana made the trip to Mount Yoshino hoping that they could see each other for hanami this year. Hana also didn’t know how he’d react to the surprise she had for him. It was something that just could not be shared over the phone. She waited for hours everyday for a week and he never showed up.

Hana was heartbroken as John had also grown silent. She thought that he was through with her and she couldn’t bear it. He was the love of her life and she needed him.

March 2022

John had been moved back to stateside for over a year. His phone was destroyed on the trip back. Everyday, he longed to talk to Hana, but he had no way of contacting her. He was besides himself. His friends had never seen his so depressed. He couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. John just wanted to be with the woman he fell in love him.

John decided to book a flight back to Japan. He headed straight for Mount Yoshino. He went everyday for a week. On the last day of his trip, he saw Hana, but was upset when he saw her carrying a baby. John thought that she had moved on and found another man.

Hana spotted John and her heart started racing. She ran to him with the baby in her arms.

“All this time, I couldn’t function being apart from you and you decided to lay with another man!”

Hana looked at him confused. “Huh?”

“You had a child with some man even though you knew I loved you!”

Hana realized what was going on. “John, this is Haru, your daughter. I named her Haru because spring was when we came to life, fell in love, and conceived.”

John was confused. Then he remembered the last time he saw her and began assessing the child’s size and age, only to realize he had gotten her pregnant. He was once again heartbroken that he had left her alone this whole time and missed his daughter’s first year of life.

“John, where were you? I was sad that you left me. I only picked myself up again because I need to take care of Haru.”

John explained the whole situation before, getting on one knee and doing what he had planned on doing two years ago.

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Stars In The Sky

They say Egyptians, Hindus and Mayans once believed that the stars were gods or they represented divine beings. As I studied the universe and all things in between, I could never agree with these beliefs. Then, I met Bo and everything changed.

Nebula – The Birth of a Star

From an early age, I knew I was adopted. My parents never tried to hide that from me, but one thing they couldn’t tell me is where I came from. The adoption agency and private investigators could never locate my birth parents. There weren’t any hospital records about my birth. It was as if I just appeared one day and was left at my parents’ doorstep.

It was February 24, 1987 when I seemingly appeared out of nowhere. My parents had been trying to have kids, but were unsuccessful for years. When I appeared at their doorstep, they took it as a sign that I was meant to be their child. They said that my skinned glistened even in the dark and my eyes shined brighter than any star in the sky so they called me Theia. Theia Orion that is.

Astronomers say that on that very day, they witness a supernova at Las Campanas Observatory in Chile. Dad always joked how a star was born as a result of that supernova and that star was named Theia. Grandpa Orion would always call me his bright shining star as I was his only grandchild.

I grew up like any ordinary child. Dad and mom wanted me to have a normal life despite my unknown origins. They sent me to public schools and enrolled me in extracurriculars. Grandpa Orion would take me star gazing every summer and we’d seek out cosmic events. When I was about 15 years old, we watched the Leonid meteor shower around thanksgiving. It was then grandpa told me about the myth about the stars being animate versions of gods.

But I didn’t believe in gods; I believed in science. Though, grandpa continued to insist I was the goddess of heavenly light; I laughed it off. In 2004, grandpa died right before I began submitting college applications. His love for the stars convinced me to study astronomy.

Blue Giant – Stars Collide

I left home and went to the home of many stars to begin my studies. Yes, I moved to Los Angeles and made it a point to see the stars in Hollywood. In my final year of college, I met Bo in one of my astronomy classes. He was this broody guy who walked around with a dark cloud over his head. Wherever Bo went, destruction seemed to follow.

Rumor was that he had even been arrested before. Some say he killed a man and others say he put the fear of god people. Everyone was scared to go near him, including the professor. But a research project was assigned and Professor Lynx paired us together. This is when the world as I knew it became no more.

Our topic was blue supergiant stars and their origins. We began researching and hypothesizing what created such a phenomena and spent many late nights at his apartment working on the project. One night, we took a break from the research and went star gazing.

“My grandpa and I used to do this every summer.” The nostalgia for my grandpa flooded in as we gazed at the stars. “He loved the stars and told me that they were the animate forms of gods. I never believed him.”

Bo looked at me curiously. “I used to star gaze with a girl I used to know.” The air was still and he went silent.

“I may not have been related to my grandpa by blood, but there was never a moment that I ever questioned how much he loved me.”

“You were adopted?” Bo inquired.

“Yeah, I never knew my birth parents or where I came from. It’s like I fell out of the sky.”

Bo laughed. “I was adopted too. My parents already had a baby girl when they adopted me. We grew up together and she was easily my best friend, until…um never mind.”

“What happened to your sister? Are you still close?”

“No, we had a falling out. I slept with her best friend a couple years ago. Her best friend and I were extremely hot for each other, but things ended shortly after. She ended up getting pregnant and losing the baby. It devastated her and ended up driving off the road one night. I lost both her and the baby. My sister was so upset that she stopped talking to me. My world imploded on me and it’s been nothing but chaos that’s followed me around since.”

“So you and the girl were like a blue supergiant. You were like two stars that collided and shined brighter than other stars in the sky.”

“I guess so. Then it was over and I became a black hole.”

Even though Bo was full of darkness, the gravitational pull was strong and I wanted to be closer to him. I laid back on the hood of his car and sighed. He followed suit, then I turned to face him. We were complete opposites, but there was just something about him. I stroked his cheek with my hand and stared at him with gentleness before he turned toward me and kissed me.

Supernova – The Death of a Star

As we continued our research, we approached dangerous territory. We never talked about the kiss under the stars, but we grew closer and closer. I was trying to be cautious as I didn’t want to be consumed by his darkness, but his pull was just too strong.

There were several stolen glances. There were several nights I spent cuddling in bed with him. I was falling for him no matter how hard I tried not to.

The end of the semester came and we presented our research. Professor Lynx gave us the top score in the class and we were overcome with joy. Bo and I celebrated the news and found ourselves in bed together. This time, it wasn’t just mere cuddling.

His fingers traced the curves of my naked body and his lips locked with mine. Our tongues collided and danced in harmony. His erect cock entered me as I gasped. In that moment, it seemed like we were meant to be. His cock pounded into me over and over again. Our hips moved in sync until we both reached ecstasy like a supernova bursting over our worlds.

Life as we knew it was no more. We were never meant to be mere mortals or walk this earth. We were destined for something we could have never imagined.

And with that, we made our ascent into the night sky. I guess grandpa was right all along. Bo, short for Erebos, the god of darkness, became a black hole in the night sky. I, Theia, the titan goddess of sight and heavenly light, was a star in his orbit. His gravitational pull was just too strong to escape. Forever, I’ll be at his side until his darkness consumes all of me.

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The Kiss of Death

Legend has it that when the living are asleep, living dead walk amongst the town searching for prey to devour. But I was never one to believe in such fairy tales…that is until I got tangled into a forbidden affair.

I grew up as one of those innocent little church girls in a tiny town. My mom used make me sing in the choir and my dad served as a deacon. Everyone knew me and everyone expected me to be a perfect little angel. But no one knew about the darkness that followed me around.

Ever since I was about 16, I would see a dark figure hiding in the shadows watching me. At first, I was scared and paranoid, but then I became intrigued. I’d see him standing beneath the old willow tree near the church every Tuesday night after choir practice. So one night I decided it was time to see who was watching me. After that night, I would walk to the willow tree every Tuesday night, but when I’d get there, he’d disappear.

But on my 30th birthday, everything changed.

“Misa! Are you going to Christmas Eve service tonight?”

“Of course Kenna! You know the drill with my parents.”

“But you’re turning 30 years old. They can’t control your life forever. Just tell them you want to celebrate with your best friend.”

“I can’t. Mom has me doing the big solo tonight.”

“Okay, well we’ll miss you at the Joey’s! You know he really likes you!”

“Ew! Joey’s my boss’s nephew. That’s so gross!” I shouted as I got into my car and drove straight to the church for last minute choir practice.

“You’re late!” My mom said sternly.

“It’s only six o’clock! We have six more hours!”

She gave me this glare. Mom is a tiny little Asian woman, but she when she’s upset with you, I swear her glares can burn a hole right through you.

“Why are you wearing that? You look like a tramp!” Mom was brutally honest.

“Relax! It’s just a red dress.”

“Too short! Are you trying to make a man sin at church tonight?”

I ignored her and practiced until service was about to start.

At the stroke of midnight, I began my solo.

Fall on your knees. Oh hear the angel voices. Oh night divine

And that’s when I saw him. He was standing in darkness in the back of the church. His eyes a piercing icy blue locked with mine as if he was staring into my soul. I had never seen him before, yet he was so familiar.

When service ended, I tried to find him, but he was gone. I went around and said Merry Christmas to everyone then decided to call it a night.

I walked to my car and as I opened the door, I felt a cool breath on the back of my neck. I felt an arm wrap around my waist and other moved my silky black hair away from my neck. I know I should’ve been scared, but I couldn’t help but want more so I leaned into him and his lips met the nape of my neck. Moans of pleasure escaped my lips. My mother would have a fit if she saw this.

His hand traveled down to the hem of my dress and I didn’t even try to stop him. My legs parted as if I knew his next move. Then he stopped and a wave of disappointment washed over me. Soft whimpers escaped my needy lips before his teeth sunk into my neck leaving me with feelings of utter ecstasy just before I blacked out.

When I came to, I was in a dark room on a four-poster bed with velvety red sheets. I looked around and saw him standing in the doorway. Those icy blue eyes staring into my soul. It’s as if I had known him for an eternity.

I took in the sight. He was tall, with dirty blonde hair and sculpted shoulders. He was wearing a suit that hugged his muscular frame. I couldn’t stop staring.

“Who are you? Where am I?”

His eyes grew dark, but his expression didn’t change as he approached me.

“I’ve been waiting a very long time for you.”

“But who are you?”


Chills ran down my spine. Death? What is that supposed to mean? Yet, I craved more of him. Intensity in our exchanged stares.

He sat on the bed next to me. Our eyes never parted from each other. “You’re mine, Misa!” His voice was thunderous.

“How do you know my name?” I whispered.

He pounced on top of me like a predator about to devour its prey. His lips met mine and I was under his spell. Kisses down my neck as he ripped off my red dress and continued kissing down my body. His teeth sunk into my inner thighs and that feeling of ecstasy took over once more. Flicks of his tongue on my swollen clit. My back arched in pure bliss.

In a flash, his clothes were off and he entered me. I knew it what we were doing was wrong, but it felt so right. Our hips moved rhythmically together. We were so in sync. His tongue danced with mine in perfect harmony. He thrusted harder and I could tell he was close. Once again, his teeth sunk into my neck as we both reached nirvana.

He rolled off of me and we laid there coming down from our highs. I just slept with a man and I don’t even know his name. He cupped my face with his hand and looked into my eyes. “Dimitri,” he whispered.


“My name is Dimitri. I’ve been waiting a long time for you, Misa.”

“How do you know my name?”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bed and down the hallway. Before me hung a giant portrait with a plaque that said, “Count Dimitri Nikolaevich and the Bloodlust Queen.” I looked up at the portrait and it was Dimitri indeed, but the woman in his arms was the spitting image of me. Porcelain white skin, long silky black hair and a satin red gown.

“What is this? Who are you?”

“I’ve walked this earth for 830 years. For 500 years, I ruled a realm of vampires alone, but then a seer gave me a prophecy that foretold of you. The portrait was a gift that haunted me knowing I could not find you. Then 14 years ago, I saw you walk out of that church. You looked like her, but were too young. So I waited and waited year after year. I kept watch to make sure no one else found you. If other vampires found out about the prophecy, they would come for you to try to overthrow me. But when I saw you in the red dress and I couldn’t stay away any longer. You looked exactly as you do in this portrait.”

Somehow, it felt like I knew him for an eternity and I felt the sorrow in his eyes. It seemed like he thought I’d run from him, but I knew I couldn’t be without him. There was something about him; it was as if I was specifically made for him. I was drawn to him and I didn’t fear him.

So I swept my hair to the side and offered him my neck.

“Are you sure?”

“This means I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine?”

He nodded his head so I followed suit. With that bit my wrist and drank my blood. He then bit his wrist and I drank his before his teeth sunk into my neck once more.

I was his biggest secret and he was my greatest sin. He was the kiss of death and I was his eternity.

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