The Witch’s Touch (Patreon)

The vampire girl stood under the cascading water, letting the heat wash over her pale skin. The illusion of tranquility was shattered in an instant. From the shadows, the witch emerged, silent, vengeful.

Before the vampire could react, the witch’s staff made contact with her chest. A pulse of black magic surged through her, igniting her undead heart in a burst of supernatural energy.

A gasp escaped her lips as agony tore through her body. Her heart exploded in a gory eruption, the force slamming her against the cold shower tiles. Blood mixed with the water, swirling in crimson spirals down the drain.

Her body trembled, her last breath escaping as she slid lifelessly to the floor. The witch smirked, her spell complete. The vampire girl, immortal no more, lay still, her reign of darkness ending beneath the relentless stream of the shower.