Disclaimer: I do not own the Daughters of the Moon or the Sons of the Dark. I only own Lorelei Warren, for now anyways.
1937 A.D.
Poqounock Ave was empty as a young girl walked home from a late night sock hop. Her skirt swished around her as she turned the corner to cut through the park. Suddenly a hand grabbed her arm and she gasped as she got a glance at her kidnapper's gruesome face.
The pounding of saddle shoes echoed through the empty park. A young girl with curly dark brown hair glanced behind her with frightened sapphire blue eyes.
Lorelei Warren stumbled onto the grass, her knees gathering grass stains quickly under her skirt. A deep cackle rippled through the air and a shadow descended upon her, laughing sinisterly. She whimpered, scrambling backwards.
"Finally. A Daughter to call my very own." And all went dark
Now, I know this was very very short. It was just the prologue. Also, sometimes it may take me a while to get a chapter up. But just be patient, and keep reviewing, because that makes me want to post more! There is a lot of twists and turns to this story. But, you'll see.
Adrienne
