This is the follow up Series to Enticing

Chapter One

It took a very long time for my eyes to open. It felt like an eternity. The smell of fire and brimstone filled my lungs. It was choking me. It was no mystery where I ended up. This deal was made centuries ago. Had I known how unfortunate my very long life would be, perhaps I wouldn’t have made it. Then again, there was a lot of fun and sex in my life.

As my eye lids began to function, the light was poured in. It wasn’t what I was expecting. Hell was generally dark with shades of red. This was more of white light. It wasn’t supposed to be there. The unnaturalness of it forced my eyes to acclimate much more quickly than I wanted them too. I gripped the metal bunk I was on and put my feet down on the ground. I couldn’t believe how cold the floor was. It shocked me even more than the visitor in my cell.

“Good morning, Cade.”

“Good morning, Michael.”

“Now that the niceties are dispensed with shall we get down to business?” Michael stood and began pacing the small cell. His broad body made the room feel even smaller. Generally, I never found myself jealous of other men, but Michael was gorgeous. His long blond hair was tied back with a leather strap and his face was chiseled. The armor he wore was bright polished steel. It clinked with each step.  I looked down to check my appearance. My throat looked like hamburger and my clothes were all burned. Other than that, I was the same old me. I stood up so he could see I wasn’t a weak short man. My six foot four-inch frame rivaled his. Though I was very gaunt. I had no idea how long I had been down here.

“What business to I have with one of the angels of heaven?”

“You are funny, Cade.”

“I fail to see your meaning Michael.”

“I am not one of the angels of heaven. I am the commander.”

“Pardon me.” I rolled my eyes and then bowed to him. I couldn’t help but think he was the most arrogant sob I had ever met.

“I want to recruit you before Lucifer has a chance to offer you an even dumber deal than the one you signed.”

“I suppose it was a dumb deal, but what can you do for me? I am already bound to hell.”

“I can do a lot for you, Cade. The question is, do you want my help?”

“I’m really not sure. The last time I trusted a sentient being I got burned.” We paced in circles in the cell. It wasn’t going to be long before someone was going to notice I was up. Michael must have known he would get a limited audience.

“This is a deal you won’t be able to resist.”

“Let me have it.” I sat back down and waited for the story of a lifetime.

“To fill you in, you have been down here for nearly ten years. The wound you received from Nat was terrifying. She is down here as well. Trevor is not. As you see where you go is determined by your life, not what you are.” Michael sat down and looked out the tiny window. There were flames licking at the bars and smoke trailing in. My mouth went dry just looking at it.

“Okay. So my deeds didn’t matter.”

“They didn’t out-weigh the way you lived your life, Cade. Plus, we tend not to mess with Lucifer’s deals. He is like a petulant child.” Michael couldn’t hide a smile. Lucifer was his older brother after all. He found great humor in his current circumstances. Michael was not tempted by anything. This is way he had the Lord’s favor. He was completely trusted.

“I’ll tell him you said so.” My snicker was louder than I meant.

“I suggest you think about it. I will come back in a few days to see if you are ready to be serious.”

Bound By Time

“You are watching me closely.” She smiled at him. They ate the rest of their breakfast in silence. As they were finishing there was a knock on the door.“Enter,” she said, standing to put the dishes in the basin. She would wash them later if the mood struck here.

“Morning.” The deep voice could only belong to one man. Kellen was twenty and a strong warrior for the people. He stood six feet with red hair and green eyes. They had played together since they were children. Kellen was as familiar to her as her own brother. “What brings you around?” She asked while still cleaning. 

“No patrols this morning. Plus I wanted to see my girl,” he said, stepping behind her and swatting her butt. She jumped and gave him a cross look. He only smiled and winked. Then he sat down and grabbed her bowl. He finished the food she had not. He looked funny to her. He was dressed in black and armed to the teeth. She was dressed in light colors and carried only a dagger at her waist. The irony was not lost on her.“So what do you have planned today? No wait, let me guess,” Kellan said. “You know what I have planned today.” “Yeah I know. I got myself assigned to your detail.” He jumped down on the last fruit and still looked hungry. She conjured him another bowl of fruit. He smiled at her and dug in. “Slow down, you’ll choke.” She laughed and sent Sammy up to his room to change. “When you are ready,” Kellan said. “What?” 

“Shall we?” Kellan stood and offered his arm to Abbey. She stood and took it as Sammy climbed down. They walked together to the door. Before either of them could reach it opened. Standing at her door was a compliment of twenty five guards. They were all for her. Kellan led her out and down to the path. They walked arms locked down the path toward the citadel. It was an imposing stone building. It was three stories and covered in vines. It had stood for centuries.“When you are ready we will escort you to the citadel for the ritual.” “Oh.” She sat down and let it sink in. “What about Sammy?” 

“He can come to.” Sammy squealed loudly from his room. It startled Abbey. Kellan just laughed along with him.

Brazen's Blood Current WIP

She looked down at him and her eyes were green. It was like Meryl when she hunted. He couldn’t help but notice the similarity.

“Now will you change me?”

“Why?”

“So we can be together.”

“It will hurt.”

“I don’t care.”

“If you really want too,” he asked. She never wavered. Her pulse never gave him a hint of fear. She was willing to do this to be with him.

He went right back to her breast. He never even removed himself from her. She was still impaled on his lap. He sunk his fangs in and drank. He drank until she was nearly dry. Her face was pale and her body was weak. She was near death.

“Now you drink from me.”

“How?”

“Like this,” he said, opening a vein on his wrist with his nail. He put it up to her mouth and she began to suck. He thought she was going to recoil from the taste, but she didn’t. She sucked on him harder and harder. He became stiffer and stiffer inside her body. She began to rock on him as she drew in his blood.

“That’s enough,” he said.

She wiped her mouth and clenched down on him harder. She started to ride him with an unhuman speed. It usually took an entire night for someone to turn, but she was already beginning. He could see it. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. She clamped her legs around him keeping his shaft locked inside of her body. He threw them both down on the bed and began pumping in and out. His speed took over as did her ecstasy. As her climax came he looked down. Descending from her upper jaw were two very long, pointed canines. She needed to bite him. He gave her his chest. She sunk her teeth deep and drew his blood in again. As soon as she did her body convulsed violently. She was changing and exploding at the same time. All Brazen could do was ride out the wave. She had to complete one to complete the other. When her body stopped rocking he climbed off of her. He was weak and needed to feed. She was going to go through the change for the next two hours and then she wouldn’t be able to go out during the day. He needed to go now.

“This will end soon. I must feed. I will return shortly,” he whispered in her ear.

Chapter 1 excerpt from new work titled Bound in Mirendale

Chapter 1

This town was starting to bore me. I must have had all the women already one way or another. I hadn’t killed anyone in days, so I was feeling pretty damn good about myself. It was hard for me not drinking someone dry. I enjoyed the blood so much. I have worked hard for four hundred years to master this curse of mine. I think I have it down. 

I stood on the corner watching the people go about their lives. Serves me right for picking a town with less than ten thousand people. I should have hit New York or some other metropolis. Instead I choose Gardiner Maine.  What the fuck was I thinking? Sometimes I amaze myself.  I leaned back on the brick building behind me confidant I would find someone to drink.

Women couldn’t resist this body. My six foot four frame stretched over most, but I found women like tall men. I’m not really sure why. My sandy blonde hair doesn’t reach my eyes, but I don’t it keep buzz cut either. I have to get it cut every few months. Yes I know it is strange that a vampire needs a haircut, but hair continues to grow even for the undead.  I’m not one of those fuckers who likes to have manicures and shit, but I take pride in my appearance.

I like a good pair of jeans, tight t-shirts, and boots. I’m partial to Chippewa’s. I find in this neck of the woods looking a little hillbilly is beneficial. The people here don’t care for labels and fancy shit. That suited me just fine. I had that a lifetime ago. Now I was content with the simple things. I pulled my shades down over my eyes and crossed my arms. I was hoping this corner would work for me. Yeah I was taking a risk hunting right next to the police station, but shit I had balls. I just wanted a drink anyway. I didn’t need sex, now. I could go to the depot and pick some up later for that. I put my head back and damn near fell asleep. Then I smelt her. Damn didn’t she smell like Christmas to me. I had to control myself. I was a pro but my dick had a mind of its own. Just her smell made me hard. Holy shit. Maybe I should let her go by.

I didn’t move as she stepped up to the curb. She was wearing a short, tight jean skirt and fuck me boots. And did I want too. Maybe I should save her for later. I sniffed in her scent a little stronger. I needed to make a memory of it. That would make finding her later much easier.  I watched her shake her size sixteen ass all the way across the street. When she reached the other side she gave her long blonde hair a shake. Fuck me. She turned around, slid her shades down, and winked at me. I think I might just fucking explode right here.  She is definitely going to be mine later.

I got my mind back on task as she disappeared.  A drink. That is what I was standing here waiting for. The next scent was a man. Now I don’t do men, but I will drink them. Actually that would make my life less complicated. I stood up away from the wall and waited for him to pass. Typical. He was headed to the bank. Fuck. Damn my luck. No way could I snatch him. This corner was a waste of my time. I decide to hop on my Kawasaki Vulcan 1600.  The waterfront might be better. It’s only a few hundred feet away, but honestly I love my bike. It sounds like a beast and makes me look like a bad ass.

I park in front of the water and find a shady area to sit. Right now there are only mothers and children here. I don’t snack on either. Little kids make my stomach turn. I can’t even when I’m starving. Something about it is just wrong.  I sit down and put my head back. I would smell them long before I could see them. It wouldn’t matter if I closed my eyes for a while.

Two minutes later the smell hit me hard. It was male and big. I could sense he was at least six foot tall and all of two hundred pounds. I had to fight to keep my fangs in my mouth. I hated to give away my true nature, especially during daylight hours. I waited patiently for him to come into view. Then to my delight he sat down beside me. I stayed motionless until I was certain he was comfortable. He opened the paper and started to read. This couldn’t get any better.

“Hi,” I say trying to get him to look at me.

“Um hi,” he replies without looking at me.

“My names Sebastian. I’m new here. I was wondering can you tell me where there is a good place to eat?” I ask.  Finally he looks at me. I lift my shades to look straight in his eyes.  Before he can speak I hypnotize him. Once his eyes roll back in his head I take my chance. I have seconds before his paper falls. I lean over and sink my fangs in just under the collar of his t-shirt.  His blood starts running down my throat. It’s warm and potent. I could drink this man dry, but I won’t.  I stop just shy of him passing out. Then I wipe his memory, pull my shades back down, and hop back on my bike.

I need to find hottie from earlier. I bet she went to the depot. That little whole in the wall always provided me with plenty of blood and pussy over the two years I have been living here.  I parked my bike in front of the yellow and black building.  I opened the door to be blown down by her smell. Even full I wanted her. I needed her. What the hell? Why does this girl have such a pull on me? I wandered over to the table next to hers. She was sitting there by herself sipping a beer. It was barely after three in the afternoon. I wasn’t expecting her to be drinking, but that would make my job easier.

She looks over at me as I take my seat. It’s too dark in here for me to hypnotize her. I don’t want anyway. I want her to want me. In that regard I’m glad she isn’t gulping the beer down. I hate taking drunk bitches home. Sloppy is not my style.

“Hi,” she says slipping into the seat across from me.

“Hi.”

“My name is Elizabeth,” she says smiling at me. Now I can see her eyes are bright blue with thick dark rings. They are stunning. She could give my green eyes are run for their money.

“I’m Sebastian,” I say smiling back. I am hoping I don’t have blood still on my teeth.

“Never seen you here before. You new in town?” she asks.  As soon as she asks I can feel her foot sliding over to my side of the table. She starts rubbing it on my leg. God don’t I love a forward woman. My dick starts harden. 

“I moved here two years ago,” I say trying hard to keep my fangs and my dick in.

“I’ve lived here my whole life. This town fucking sucks. Why would you purposefully move here?” she asks.  Not satisfied with the foot play, she gets up and sits beside me.  Now she is rubbing her hand on my leg.

“It was a change of pace,” I admit. Holy fuck. This woman is making me crazy. “What are you doing?” I ask looking down at her hand.

“Stroking your leg,” she says with a wolfish smile.

“Why?”

“Cause you want me and I want you,” she admits.

“How do you know that?” I ask.  She runs her hand quickly up my thigh. She squeezes my erection lightly.

“Your dick gives you away,” she bluntly states.

“As does your hand,” I say.  She smiles then plants a kiss on my lips. I wanted to deepen it but she pulled away almost as quickly as she had landed the kiss.

“Sorry,” she says smiling and blushing.

“Why are you sorry? I enjoyed it,” I say.

“I know you did. I shouldn’t tease you. It isn’t nice,” she says rather cryptically.

“Tease me?” I question.

“I like to play,” she says.

“So do I,” I reply.

“Then should we play together,” she asks blushing. She was confusing the shit out of me. She seemed innocent, but she wants to fuck. 

“We can if you like,” I say.

“Do you live nearby?” she asks.

“A couple of miles, but I have a bike,” I say.

She gets all giddy, jumps up, and grabs my hand.  “Let’s go,” she says dragging me outside.

I can hardly contain myself. I want fuck her so bad. Riding my bike should be interesting. She gets on the bike like a pro even with a short skirt on. I straddle the bike and adjust myself. The fit was tight but we only had a few miles to go.  I took off from the bar and headed up the hill.  My house was out in the woods all alone.  I hated to be around people unnecessarily. I pulled off of the main road. My driveway was the third one in on this road. It was nearly a mile long. Like I said I like my privacy.  I could feel her lean back and take in the scenery. 

My house was a log cabin. It fit these woods perfectly. I had a little lawn, but mostly my house was surrounded by big pine trees. I loved the perfect silence they created. The cabin was two stories, though I don’t know why I needed them. The front was mostly glass.  It let the light pour into the great room any time of day. 

“This is home,” I say as I turn the bike off.

“Nice,” she replies as she gets off even more gracefully then she got on.

Started yet another book

I guess I should try to finish what I have already started, but when the ideas come they come.  Diane and I have begun a new book as we just submitted our first book.  It should be interesting. I have posted an excerpt from it on my facebook page.  I will post one here too.  Feel free to leave a comment as I love to get new ideas and critiques.

“Don’t you think it’s about time to go, Dani?” Amanda shouted through the closed bathroom door.

“I’m almost there. Give me a sec,” Danielle shouted back through the door.  Amanda insisted on calling her Dani.  It was frustrating, but she put up with it.

“Really, Dani? The party will be over by the time you find an outfit.”  Amanda banged on the door and put her mouth right on it.  She wanted Dani to know how mad she was.  They had been planning on going to the frat party for two weeks.  Now all of a sudden Dani was stalling. 

“Okay,” Danielle said as she appeared at the door.  Amanda almost fell through right on her face.  Dani was standing there in a red lace top and snake skin pants. The pants were tight on her size sixteen frame.  She was round, but tonight she was going to embrace it.

“Wow, Dani!” Amanda squealed.  She starting jumping up and down, clapping.  To Danielle she looked like a little girl who just got the doll she asked for.  It was annoying.

Sitting in my room

I spend a lot of time sitting in my bed.  It is less than a year ago, but still I'm in it a lot.  It gives me time to reflect.  They say introspective is good. Not sure I agree with that.  It tends to get me in trouble.  The more I think the further I slip into self pity.  I've never been a big fan of pity.  I don't feel sorry for myself, most of the time.  I suppose I could.  I don't know many 37 year olds that have a below the knee amputation, brain tumor, bone problems, fibromyalgia, and PTSD.  I'm sure there are people who are worse of than me, but last I checked it isn't a competition.
This is one of those nights that I wonder why me?  I wonder whose idea it was to make this part of my path. I just hate that I have to put my leg on to walk.  I want to just get out of bed and go to the bathroom.  Not possible.  I have to either hop into my wheelchair or take the time to put my leg on.  It does suck.  I wish I had someone to talk to that understood.  UGH.

Excerpt from Walking in the Plains

“I guess not. Now what was this about a distraction,” I coyly asked.

“I think I’m going to enjoy this,” he said taunting me.  He swept me up and carried me off to the bedroom. I expected him to launch me toward the bed, but he didn’t. He set me down and went right into the bathroom.  Seconds later I heard him running the bath.  He knew my body was too tense to just go at it like rabbits.  I needed to calm down and relax so that I could enjoy myself.

Exactly my love.

I know you so well.

As I know you, Evetta.  I intend to pleasure every square inch of you tonight.

The pure lust coming off of that last comment made my legs quiver.  He never made that promise lightly.  My insides were turning to goo. He could move me to climax just speaking to me.  I was so wrapped around his finger.

Yes, you are my love. Now get that cute, naked butt in here!

I hope you are peaked enough to want to read it.  I'm nearly finished with the first run through. Then its down to the impossible task of the edit.