Friday, May 31, 2013

Interview with Liz from Romance Addiction

Interview with Liz aka Romance Addiction
 

Hello Liz thank you for stopping by and chatting with us!


1.)    Boxers or briefs, which do you prefer on or off of a man?
a.       Nothing beats a man with a sexy derriere in boxer briefs!

2.)    List your top 5 Book Boyfriends in no particular order:
a.       Chase Grayson
b.      Travis Maddox
c.       Mason Templeton
d.      Professor Gabriel Emerson
e.       Gideon Cross

3.)    Tell us something people might be surprised to learn about you.
a.       I used to be really shy, I wouldn't talk to anyone about anything, but now, I don’t know a stranger.

4.)    Favorite snack to munch while you are reading?
a.       Cheez-Its

5.)    Book you would love to see made into a movie?
a.       The Edge of Never by J.A. Redmerski

6.)    If you could spend the day with any character from a book whom would you pick? What would you do, ahem talk about?
a.       If I could spend the day with anyone from a book, I would have to say, I’d love to spend the day with Chase Grayson. I would absolutely love to have him take me to his tattoo parlor, give me a tattoo that he designed especially for me and choose where to put it. I’d want him to take control of the entire situation, and then we’d go back to his house and …I’m sure you could figure out what would happen after that.

7.)    Favorite line/quote from a book? Yes you can have more than one.
a.       “Because you need me, and if this is my last hour with you, I’m not going to waste another second of it.” –Chase Grayson, Stealing Harper by Molly McAdams
b.      “P.S. Forgive my boldness, but you asleep in my arms this morning was by far the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.” –Gabriel Emerson, Gabriel’s Inferno by Sylvain Reynard
c.       “You need to walk away, God knows I can’t walk away from you.”  -Travis Maddox, Beautiful Disaster by Jaime McGuire
d.      “I have no bigger desire than to break that persistent stubborn streak in you, right here, right now.” –Daemon Pierce, Control by M.S. Willis

8.)    How many books have you read in the past 3 months?

a.       Hard to believe, but in the last 3 months, I've read 43 books!


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Thursday, May 30, 2013

Blackened Heart Coming Soon

For those who have asked for more of Jaxson Hayes, you will get him soon! Blackened Sunrise is going on tour. Join Jaxson and Sadie and find out what happened after Beautiful Strangers.


Interview with Author Diane Rinella

Interview with Diane Rinella

 

Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to chat with us!
Thank you for having me here. It is indeed an honor.


1.)     Your book is titled Love’s Forbidden Flower, what gave you the idea for the title?

I listed a bunch of words that fit the book, then kept smashing them together until something felt right. Since a second and final book is coming, I needed something that I could manipulate for that as well. After going through a bunch of titles that sounded like cheesy 1970’s made-for-TV movies, Love’s Forbidden Flower stuck.
2.)     Love’s Forbidden Flower touches on a sensitive subject; some might say it is taboo. What is     something you would tell readers that may make them more willing to read this book?

Love’s Forbidden Flower is not an incestuous work of erotica. It is a New Adult Romance novel about soul mates and the unfairness that society makes love laws. We tell people we will never meet that they can’t get married because we think their relationship is icky. 10-15% of all college age adults have practiced consanguinamory (the term preferred by those in these consensual relationships) in some form. Because of what we are told, people tend to associate consanguinamory with abuse, or that they are in some way dysfunctional. While that is occasionally true, most often it isn’t. In fact, those I know who are in consanguinamorous relationships are very outspoken against abuse. They are also some of the most well-adjusted people I have ever met. They are certainly stronger than me, and I admire them greatly.
Love's Forbidden Flower (Forbidden Flower #1)
3.)     How did those closest react to your writing this particular book?
I get a variety of reactions. Of course, many squirm or sneer and ask why, while some think addressing the subject is the coolest thing ever. However, once people realize the book is a NA Romance novel that takes a stand regarding human rights, they become intrigued.

The important reaction comes after they read it. While some people are indeed uncomfortable, the majority say the book is not creepy at all, and that they find themselves rooting for Lily and Donovan. A lot of readers contact me or write in their reviews that their eyes have been opened to acceptance and that their worldviews are permanently changed. Seriously, a book changed a person’s life-long worldview. How powerful is that?

4.)     Your novel touches on incest, but I think people might be surprised to learn that it goes much deeper than that. It resonates with others who are faced with not being able to freely express the love they have for someone, because of what society deems as unnatural, would you like to elaborate on this?
If you think of it in terms of homosexuality, the struggles are very similar. Not long ago, homosexuality was a huge taboo while now the bias is rapidly dwindling. Think about what homosexuals go through in terms of being shunned by friends and family, being ejected by society, being told they are deviants, or having to hide their emotions—all because of who they fell in love with. Have you ever had control over whom you have fallen in love with? I've never met anyone who has.

Your question about the relationship being deemed as unnatural also brings up “the birth defect” argument. The birth defect rate among products of siblings is about the same as those of a woman over forty, yet there are no laws discouraging those births. Plus, society forgets two very key things. First, you don’t have to be married to reproduce. Second, people involved in consanguinamorous relationships are no less intelligent than anyone else and are perfectly capable of making good decisions.

5.)     What is the title of your current WIP, (work in progress) what would you like to share about it?
I am almost finished with the sequel to Love’s Forbidden Flower, called Time’s Forbidden Flower. You can’t have two soul mates and end the story when they are twenty. After that, I’m toying with three vastly different stories. They are all romance based, and all contain transgressive relationships, though none are as controversial as the one in Love’s Forbidden Flower.

6.)     Who inspires you the most and why?
I have had a lot of acting training. Through that, I learned how to really watch people and develop characters. A good actor can easily give me several character ideas at the drop of a hat—so can a bad one. Someone can say or do something to shoot my mind off into another dimension. Before I know it, a story is born.

7.)     Who are some of your favorite bands/musicians?
I have a huge thing for vintage rock. Steve Marriott of The Small Faces is influencing the heck out of me right now. Him and Tony Hicks of The Hollies gave me one of my favorite characters, Christopher, from Love’s Forbidden Flower.

8.)     Tell us something most don’t know about you that might surprise them.
A lot of people only see me dressed in black rocker and goth clothes. However, I have a slowly expanding collection of 1960’s Mod and Go-Go dresses.


 Author Bio:

Enjoying San Francisco as a backdrop, the ghosts in Diane’s 150-year old Victorian home augment the chorus in her head. With insomnia as their catalyst, these voices have become multifarious characters that haunt her well into the sun’s crowning hours, refusing to let go until they have manipulated her into succumbing to their whims. Her experiences as an actress, business owner, artisan cake designer, software project manager, Internet radio disc jockey, vintage rock n’ roll journalist/fan girl, and lover of dark and quirky personalities influence her idiosyncratic writing.


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The Bookish Babe: WAITING ON WEDNESDAY

The Bookish Babe: WAITING ON WEDNESDAY:  Waiting On" Wednesday is a weekly event, hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spine, that spotlights upcoming releases that we'r...

Crystal's Many Reviews: Prequels for Sanguis City, By Morgan Jane Mitchell...

Crystal's Many Reviews: Prequels for Sanguis City, By Morgan Jane Mitchell...: A prequel to Sanguis City(July 2013), the first Short to the Sanguis City series.--- Lilanoir Rue, a side effect of The End of the world...

MorganJane's Books: Author Spotlight : Glenna Maynard

MorganJane's Books: Author Spotlight : Glenna Maynard: Today I have an interview with Glenna Maynard! I am old skool and love the animated gifs & Glenna is always doing the Carlton Dance!...

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Interview with Author Wendi Starusnak

Interview with Author Wendi Starusnak
Thank you for stopping by and sharing your experience with us.

1.)    What is the title of your WIP (work in progress) and tell us about it?   
       The title is Detached and it’s a psychological horror fiction.  It contains incest, physical and emotional abuse, murder, and even some cannibalism.  It’s about Emily Ruth Fleischer, an 11-year-old girl who must endure the mental anguish of living with a horribly abusive father. The book starts off with her father serving the family their beloved pet horse for dinner in an effort to teach Emily and her siblings not to "get too attached because it might be supper". Through the course of the book Emily must deal with the murder and loss of one of her siblings, the anguish of trying to figure out how to best bring an end to her family’s nightmare, etc.  The biggest question is: will she be able to bring an end to the torment without destroying herself in the process?

2.)    What inspired you to become a writer?  
       The idea that I could immerse myself in a whole different time and place…. That this other world could be anything that I wanted it to be and anything could happen there.

3.)    Do you have a favorite time of day to write? 
       Anytime that I can concentrate at the computer for at least a little while…. Me-time is rare in my life.

4.)    If you had the chance to co write with another author who would you choose? 
       Stephen King… I love his mind!

5.)    Tell us something people might not know about you?  
       Hmm.  I hate to show my emotions, I’m scared of the dark still and I’m afraid of dolls… yes, dolls.

6.)    Do you plan to self-publish or seek the traditional route? 
        I plan to self-publish Detached but am open to going the traditional route for future novels.

7.)    What is your favorite genre?  
        Hands down for reading or writing it’s psychological horror


8.)    Favorite line from a book? And yes you can choose more than one.  
        I've never picked a favorite.  I love books, all kinds, but it’s the whole book, not just one line that makes me fall in love I guess…

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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Cover Bound: Top Ten Books I'm Looking Forward to Reading

Cover Bound: Top Ten Books I'm Looking Forward to Reading: I finished my homework. Studied for my practical and final exam. Plotted my own book a bit and decided I wanted to blog. I've been wanti...

Interview with Crystal's Many Reviews

Interview with Crystal’s Many Reviews
 
 Thank you for stopping by and giving this interview.


1.)    What first made you decide to start your blog?
I started my blog because I have been writing reviews for a while and I completely space out about everything!  So by having a blog, it helps me to keep track of what books I have read and reviewed.
            And it also helps some of the authors who will share the reviews to help get more people interested in their books!

2.)    What is something that people may be surprised to find out about you?
How very boring I am. LOL I am a very big homebody, and spend most of my time reading… Ok that might not be that strange, hummmmm ok how about this, my dogs are like my kids?

3.)    What is your favorite genre if any?
Genre wise, I don’t really have a favorite.  I have some of my favorite authors, but they all vary as to what genre’s they write for.

4.)    Do you have a hard time balancing your review request and your personal reading list?
I usually do actually!  But one thing that I do, is I read the books, and I will wait to write reviews.  So I will make a deal with myself, that if I write reviews for this many books, then I get to read a “Me” book.  So far it has worked for me.

5.)    What do you like to do when you aren't reading?
I usually watch movies, or spend time with my family.  Like I said I’m very very boring!

6.)    Book you would like to see made into a movie?
I don’t really have any books that I like to see made into movies…  I am one of those people that think that either the book is better or the movie.  And I like my books J

7.)    Favorite quote from a book? And yes you can pick more than one.
``I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.''  Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

8.)    If you could spend the day with a character from any book, who would it be?

I don’t really know… There are too many characters that I have read about and there are only certain things that I would want to ask different people.

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Monday, May 27, 2013

Write Like A Wizard: Last Day! Beautiful Strangers by Glenna Maynard

Write Like A Wizard: Last Day! Beautiful Stranger by Glenna Maynard: Book Description Publication Date: April 10, 2013 A New Adult Romance Novel recommended for 18 and up. In ...
Interview with Author Jackson Baer
 Jackson Paul Baer
 Thank you for stopping by and sharing a bit about yourself and your writing, now for the fun part.



1.)    What first inspired you to become a writer?

I always wanted to write as a kid and used to write songs all the time. Every time I tried to write a novel, I quit because it just wasn’t very good. Then, after college English and Writing classes, I found that I loved writing and didn’t want to do anything else. Also, reading Joyce Carol Oates has really inspired me in my writing.


2.)    What is your favorite line from a book?

“It’s never the changes we want that change everything.” from The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz.

     

3.)    Tell us something about yourself that your readers might not know about you?

I got married at nineteen and have been married for over ten years. Also, we have four children. Oh yeah, I’m deathly afraid of mice and didn’t really start reading until after high school. I could read, don’t get me wrong, I just hated it growing up.


4.)    You just recently signed with a publisher for your upcoming release The Earth Bleeds Red, tell us what the experience has been like for you?

It’s been amazing. Honestly, everyone at Pandamoon has been fantastic to work with so far. We’re still finishing up the editing at this point but will be moving on to the cover shortly and have already started looking at different ideas.
   
5.)    The Earth Bleeds Red will release in August, tell us more about it.

The release is set for August 27th and will be available on all formats. It’s a literary suspense (think Joyce Carol Oates, Sherman Alexie, Junot Diaz). The novel follows Scott and Jessie Miller who has seemingly lost their only daughter to the Hail Mary Killer. It looks at why bad things happen to good people will keep you reading till the last page to find out what happens to this wonderful family.

6.)    What other novels do you have in the works? Anything you want to share about them?

I’m currently writing a literary psychological thriller called THE LIGHTS WILL NEVER FADE. It’s a little different from THE EARTH BLEEDS RED, as it’s creepy at its core, though it isn’t exactly a scary read. I’ll say that a recently graduated girl’s entire family is murdered and the shadow will not leave her alone.

7.)    Just for fun, if any of your books were made into movies, who would you like to see star in them?

I could see Mark Ruffalo playing Scott in THE EARTH BLEEDS RED and Kerri Russell playing his wife, Jessie.

8.)    Any advice you would give to an aspiring author?

Write every single day. It’s not important how much you write as long as you are writing. Reading is just as important as writing. Read as often as you can and connect with other authors. It’s important to build friendships with fellow writers and readers as well.

About this Author:
I’m originally from Woodstock, Ga; north of Atlanta. I’m a huge Braves and Georgia Tech fan. I've lived in Oregon for the past 5+ years now and love the Trailblazers as well as Oregon State, where I will graduate with a B.A. in English & Education in June 2014. I've been married for 10 years and we have 4 beautiful children together, aged 3-9.
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Saturday, May 25, 2013

Beautiful Strangers new paperback cover

Here is the new paperback cover for Beautiful Strangers! What do you think?



Friday, May 24, 2013

Sanguis City Cover Reveal and Preview from Author Morgan Jane Mitchell

Sanguis City (~90,000) by Morgan Jane Mitchell
Coming July 29, 2013


Ever wonder what happens after the world ends?
Lilanoir Rue did. A mere by product of the destruction, she never knew what happened before hand either. Banished from the only place she called home, the Human Reservation, she wipes her tears and never looks back.
In a world gone dead, life has never been so good, for some. While others live in chaos, the chosen call Sanguis City home. The rich and powerful found a way to survive The End and to enjoy every minute of it, for eternity. On the brink of a gruesome death from starvation, disease or a hungry mutant, humans flock to sell their blood for peace.
The city of blood, made for and by vampires welcomes Noir, her kind are in high demand. Neither Human nor Vampire, Bleeders take care of the city in the daylight. Draining humans by day and dating Vampires at night leaves Noir little time to think about her past, or much else, until it finds her.
After three years in the city, Noir's life is finally on the right track. But when she falls for her new Professor, an Authentic Vampire, she also falls into a web of nightmares. Unable to escape painful memories, she uncovers more than her own secrets. Some secrets just won't stay dead and others are bound to kill her before finals week.





A chapter from Sanguis City by Morgan Jane Mitchell (subject to change upon release)
I dated a few bleeders and a few vampires in the last three years. All complete mistakes. They weren't much different than the boys on the human reservation, after they got the prize, it was all down hill from there. Aubrey was the first vampire I didn't have sex with immediately. I thought about the Aubrey I had fell for, he hadn't been cold at all. Being in this city had changed him. I remember seeing him the first day of General Human Studies class. He was new to the University, I heard that he transferred from up North. It was if he scanned the whole class for my eyes and locked on them for the whole lecture. I kept a constant close lipped smile on my face, obedient and listening. The girl next to me smacked her gum and rocked her feet checking her nails but I was being watched. After class I tried to file out of the building in the crowd but I kept hearing my name.
Noir, hey, isn't that you?” A random student asked me and I turned around to see the new Professor calling my name. I halted, nearly causing a dozen others to trip over me. Embarrassment spread through my face and my cheeks felt hot.
Noir, is it?” I nodded smiling. “This is a Senior class, and you are a Junior. Can you explain to me how you made it onto my roster?” He was calling me out. I gave myself a mental slap. I had imagined he was attracted to me, he was at least overly friendly during the lecture.
Keanton, the professor of this class last year gave me a special permission.” I looked down at my feet briefly and back up to his pale blue eyes. He wasn't too much taller than me, but I felt like I needed to look up. “Because he thought I would have something to add,” I shrugged uncomfortably. I knew I already stuck out like a weed in a rosebush. Of course, this new professor would know something was different.
Meaning?” He prompted as he searched me up and down, pausing at the neck and the hips and back up. I had seen it a thousand times, it meant he was checking me out.
I fought the urge to cover myself, not that I wasn't used to it by now. “Didn't he leave a note or something? We applied for schedules last year, I really don't want to change,” I almost whined.
That won't be necessary, I am merely curious,” Aubrey said quickly as he urged me to walk along with him toward the doors.
Curiosity, one of a vampires biggest faults, I thought. “I grew up on the reserve with humans. The one in North Carolina, the old Cherokee one,” I explained. “But I don't see why it matters, every Bleeder here in the city grew up around humans too, they're all over the place.”
Yes, but humans here pay the price, they eat what they are told, work were they are told, you take their blood once a month, a vampire says jump and they say how high,” he spoke over his shoulder as he escorted the final students out of the huge auditorium. The door closed.
Yes, I know, the humans that raised me didn't take shit from anyone. And they really, really don't want to take orders from vampires,” I said waiting to see his reaction. Some of the vampire Professors didn't want this spoken of at all, they would dismiss me right away and I would get a note in my box saying I need to think before I speak or something.
Aubrey laughed, “I know now why Keanton wanted your company. Meet me in an hour for drinks?” He stepped in close with his hands on his hips and looked around like he didn't have time for this.
My back touched the door. I put my books between my chest and him. “Sure. Where?”
Dante's just off Main, on Fourth Street. Do you know the place?”
Yeah, an hour.” Nerves made me, of all people weak, but I found the strength to push the heavy door open and almost stumbled into the night.
What the hell was I thinking? Clair dolled me up in one of her skin tight black dresses, she was two sizes smaller than me. My breasts were spilling out. “I look like a whore,” I told her as I fixed my hair. It was a ginger red and recently layered. I curled it under but one strand kept poking out.
That's the point, everyone at Dante's looks the part,” she giggled.
I knew and I hated it, the vampires loved a theme. I applied my makeup one shade darker so I wouldn't be turned away. You couldn't go from place to place at night in this town in the same outfit. Dante's, of course, was Hell and I had never been. My mama told me about Hell and the thought of going there to party was not something I fancied. Plus, there was a strict dress code. I hated dressing up unless it was my idea.
The heels!” Clair reminded me and I stepped in. Clair was bubbly and happy all the time. It gave me a head ache.
Off to high class Hell,” I said under my breath as I grabbed the small clutch Clair lent me.
You have to go, Noir, a professor asked you and you said yes. If you didn't want to, you should have said no and switched your schedule,” Clair beamed with the ability to say anything cheerfully.
I took a deep breath, “Of course I am going,” I gave Clair my best effort and smiled.
It was January and cold, I pulled my black trench coat around me tight as I made my way down the street. The bus had taken forever, it was Friday and this part of downtown was packed. I was late. It was Vampire rush hour, or happy hour by the number of bars. Industrial music thumped as I showed the bouncer my hand. I watched it glow as he waved his scanner over it. He was a vampire, probably an ex wrestler because all the Accidents, people turned by the cure, stayed as thin and frail as they were on their death beds, forever. “Take it off, sweetheart,” he demanded and I slipped my coat off and twirled.
Inside Dante's was dark, darker than normal which meant it was a Vampire favorite. My eyes would adjust a little but I almost walked right by him. I shook from a shiver, I wondered what he was doing to me. What was his special vampire trait? We all had something that made us unique but an Authentic like Aubrey would have a power ten times better than mine. I filed away the fact that, as much as I tried, I couldn't get any straight answers about the Real Vampires.
Aubrey stood as I took my seat. He was dressed in a straight cut leather jacket over more black. I looked around at the crowd and was thankful he wasn't wearing spikes and chains. “Noir, is it?” He asked in my ear before I sat opposite of him at a small bistro table. This bar didn't serve food of any kind, even if it was advertised as a take-out place. The flame in the oil candle in the middle of our table danced and illuminated him in a spooky way. Aubrey lit a cigarette. Yes, vampires could smoke, drink and do drugs, even if those things didn't affect them like it affected us.
I smiled without showing my fangs, because showing fangs would be a sure sign I wanted more. Then I spoke loud enough to hear myself over the music, “Yeah, unofficially Lilanoir Rue,” I put out my hand and brought it back. “I know, people don't do that anymore. Germs.”
And what does a Vampire have to fear from, Germs?” Aubrey shouted back.
I know, right?” I said casually before I straightened.
Aubrey smiled briefly then his face returned to politely waiting.
Yes, it is Noir,” I finally gave in.
Aubrey,” he said reaching for my hand and I gave him an awkward finger shake. It was customary to tell a vampire your name, your official name before starting any private conversation. Weird, but I should have been used to it by now. It essentially meant we were speaking as equals, unlike our words in class. He scooted his seat close to mine. “So Noir, what brought you to Sanguis City?”
I could finally hear him, I didn't have to shout. Maybe that's why he closed the gap? I tried to act natural when his arm went around my back. I expected this was going to be the normal interrogation all the teachers put me through until his thumb brushed my bare shoulder. Something in me shifted and I found myself even more attracted to him. “You first,” I said full of confidence, I could play the game. If I was to give into him and answer, without anything first, I would be treated just like Jef treated poor Savy. A vampire only treated you as well as you demanded.
Aubrey's face had the character I associated with an old Vampire but he didn't look a day over twenty-five. You would never know he was undead, nothing stood out. Pale but no more than your average white man. Imperfect white teeth, no fangs like mine. His would only come out when he needed them too. Neither long, nor short for a guy, his dark hair covered his eyes for a moment when he moved. Aubrey hesitated and drew his eyebrows together, his blue eyes studied me. They were beautiful but wouldn't break me. I didn't waver but waited. He leaned back in his chair and gestured, a waitress appeared. She was a Bleeder dressed as a devil, complete with horns and a tail. “What do you drink?” Aubrey asked me while returning her smile.
Mascato, please,” I told the barmaid, not him, thinking that wine was a good choice.
Morgan, on the rocks,” Aubrey told her and suddenly I was craving Rum. “New York isn't what it used to be.”
“Oh,” he had answered my question. “I heard... Zombies.” The elixir that turned humans into Vampires had once sold to the highest bidder until the Authentic Vampires put a stop to it. Now people were producing copy cat drugs trying to become immortal.
Aubrey laughed, “They're not zombies, there is no such thing. These things are way too fast.” I almost choked, I had heard that line before. He laughed again. “Unless you count that drug,” I nodded and laughed a little too, I knew all about that. I shook my head trying to forget.
Aubrey told me that New York has taken the longest to fall and will eventually be built back up like Sanguis City. In the three years I have been here, I learned that the New Vampires had taken over the world. But what else do you expect when the wealthiest, most powerful people could buy immortality, strength, lethality? The Authentic Vampires had opened up Pandora's box giving human scientists a supposedly dormant virus to save them. The vampires had no idea that it was their vampire DNA that humans were really after.
The brunette in red leather strutted back over to sit down our drinks on napkins. Aubrey pressed real money into her bosom. I didn't know anyone still used cash, but he had just come from outside the city. Aubrey immediately held his drink to his nose and sniffed. “Ah, this is why I am here, you can't get a good drink anywhere but here anymore.” He held it up swirling the glass.
We didn't have much to drink on the reservation, only what we could grow, herbal tea and honey, milk,” I started.
Real milk, that's something you just can't get anymore.” Aubrey finished his drink as I started sipping my wine. “But what about you, the world is falling apart and you leave one of the most heavily armed, healthiest, purest places?” He shook his head.
Where else could I have gone,” I pointed at my fangs. “They didn't want me anymore.” I looked away toward the crowd dancing.
So you never met a vampire until when, when did you leave?” Aubrey rested his chin on his fist truly fascinated.
When I was Eighteen.” Leaving out the part about Jack, of course and Sander, I had too many secrets. “My mother said it was where I should go. The city the vampires built,” I lied while imagining my mother saying it.
And your father, did he approve of sending you to the the City of Blood?”
Dead,” I answered simply. I had no feelings about it one way or the other, he had died from the plague before I was born, like a lot of people.
And you never saw a vampire until you got here? Amazing.”
I let him answer his own question, then added, “If you don't count the movies. But I have had fangs all my life, it is not like I didn't know Vampires existed.” I lit one of his cigarettes, if you can't beat them and all. Yes, Sanguis City was just like an old movie to me.
So, you didn't grow up in the dark? It's dark upstate now, real dire conditions.”
I looked around at the neon illuminating the bar at the edges. “No, I am lucky, we had electricity for a few hours every night. Off the grid, of course,” I said a little too proud. My mother had only been invited to the town, pregnant and widowed because she was an Engineer. Then it hit me, a feeling of guilt. Charmed by a handsome man stroking my back, I wasn't being careful. Telling vampires about the reserve was something I did willingly all the time but never the specifics. Life at the reservation was all about survival. We were walled off from the world, by actual wall or by mountain. 56,000 acres of the Qualla Boundary was protected by armed guards, tanks, helicopters, you name it! Even after what happened, I was not about to betray them by giving out too much information.
Before he could ask me another question, I smiled at him showing my fangs. That usually shut Vampires up. Besides I felt comfortable, he was laughing, no one seemed to laugh anymore. No man I had gone out with had ever put his arm around me, like they were just happy to be with me. Aubrey's eyes shifted from my fangs to my cleavage and back to my eyes. He motioned for more drinks and his hand went lower down my back. I arched my back a smidgen in response to his cool touch. I placed my hand on his leg in response and he moved into to me, lightly kissing my lips. It was instant, I wanted him. The moment he locked eyes with me in class, I imagined him kissing me. His cool lips gave way for his forceful tongue to explore my mouth and I melted into his hold. The hand that had been stroking my back moved up to steady my head as he assaulted my mouth. And my hands ran up under his jacket. I could feel his firm body under his cotton tee. Aubrey's other hand went to my hair and placed it behind my ear, his finger ran down my neck and down the curve of my bosom. I literally fought for air, he didn't need to breath but he pulled back. His fangs were out and he looked at my neck longing.
Not here,” I responded in a whisper. I had never done it in public before, let someone bite me. Yes, Dante's did take out, meaning Aubrey could drink from me at the table. My legs were trembling as he pulled me to stand. He grabbed my coat and purse and quickly but carefully maneuvered us through the crowd.
The cold air hit me and brought me back to reality. Boy, was I easy. I was hot and bothered and he could just be wanting some lunch. “Wait, where are we going?” I stopped just outside the club.
Aubrey's hand was on my elbow. “You said you wanted, privacy.” He motioned toward the street, a black car.
No one drove anymore, only the very well off, or very powerful. No one had access to the gasoline and the solar powered things that passed for cars in this town were rarer than diamonds. We were lucky we had the bus. “You drive?” I asked still astonished.
How do you think I got here from New York?” He answered as he put me inside. He shut the door to go to the other side. I was suddenly nervous, all the men I had dated had lived at the dorms, except Jack. Here I was getting in a car with my Professor going somewhere so he could bite me, and that was just the beginning of it.
Aubrey got in the car and reached around me to buckle my seat belt. I grabbed the belt from him and clicked it. “I've been in a car before,” I mumbled.
Really?”
Yeah, I can even drive stick,” I said seductively, knowing he would get the reference and appreciate the innuendo.
He laughed and I burst out laughing as well. Not one Bleeder would have laughed at that. He grabbed my knee with his hand, “You are rare, Noir, a breath of fresh air.”
We drove further into the city, to the parking garage of a tall tower. Aubrey took my hand and led me to the elevator. “I just moved in,” he said simply as he threw off his jacket onto the couch and I didn't have time to look around before he kissed me again, backing me into his bedroom. My hands found his shoulders and I realized that Aubrey wasn't Jack, a spoiled horny teenager. He wasn't all the others I had dated either, the Bleeders and New Vampires at my dorm. Aubrey was old, ancient for all knew. This was a man, my stomach started to flip.
My nerves, he could hear it in my heartbeat, he pulled back and whispered, “You have done this before?”
I looked around briefly, the walls were bright white and all the furniture silvers and blues.Can't you tell?” I said coyly, using humor to calm myself as usual. I sat on the bed and slipped off my horrible heels. My feet felt the ice cold floor of stainless steel. I knew he couldn't tell if I was a virgin but I had asked a few vampires in the beginning to their amusement.
Aubrey slipped off his shoes as well. “No, I can tell a lot about you but not that, not this far away at least,” he came closer and knelt in front of me. “How rude of me, would you like something to drink, a tour perhaps?”
I shook my head to answer and to clear all my lingering fears. Aubrey was my Professor, that didn't matter, Clair had told me. His hands ran up my crossed legs to my waist. I touched his face and felt strange. This was getting too intimate, not a casual romp in the hay, at all. Aubrey inhaled, “No, you aren't a virgin, a vampire can dream though.”
Aubrey started kissing my bare legs, there was a lot of them sticking out of this dress. I automatically started petting his hair. His hands inched up my dress and moved my legs open. I was no longer nervous but totally in the moment. I was being worshiped as he kissed higher and higher up my thighs. Suddenly he laid me back, looming over me. I felt his hand enter my panties, his fingers softly exploring my smooth skin. They removed all our hair except for on our head at the hospital every week when we went through decontamination. Aubrey looked down at me incredibly hungry as he slid off my small black thong. His head dipped between my legs and his tongue flicked my sweet spot. I convulsed then tried to relax as he licked me back and forth. I felt little stings as he nicked my skin here and there, tasting my blood as well. I couldn't help but make noises of appreciation, he was very talented. I suppose at one time he would have to be discrete about drinking blood.
He looked almost wild when he leaned over me again, face and fangs glistening. I pushed him over and rolled on top. I sat on top of his very hard lap and wiggled as he caught my hips. He was fully dressed so I started pulling his shirt over his head. He was hard and tone but not bulky. Hairless he wasn't, like my boyfriends that worked at the hospital. Aubrey had enough contrasting hair to develop a five o' clock shadow if he could still grow a beard. A thick ugly scar ran down his middle beside the delicious happy trail into his jeans. I touched the bumpy scar wondering how he got it, then felt the hair so he wouldn't think I noticed. I was slipping my fingertips along the waist of his jeans when he pulled me down on top of him for another kiss. As our tongues danced his hands fumbled with the zipper down the back of my dress and then my strapless bra. He pulled my chest closer to his mouth as he pushed me harder down on his trapped erection. His fangs scraped against my nipple before he pulled me back into a kiss.
Aubrey rolled on top of me. My head spun, my chest fluttered, I ached for him. I had never felt this way about any man, human, Bleeder or Vampire, before. Well, maybe one but I quickly banned him from my mind. Aubrey continued licking my breasts, taking his time. He was taking his time. There had been no penetration yet and it was the best sex I had in a long time.
I started to panic, recalling that all my previous relationships had gone down hill based on the fact we didn't know each other before we had sex. I had promised myself I wouldn't let my passion get the better of me again. To be told by a man that seduces you that your relationship is failing because it is all based on sex is the biggest slap in the face. Especially, when you know that the real problem was that they the man got what they wanted too easy. I looked down at Aubrey's beautiful hair and wrapped my legs around him as he was pressing hard against me. His hand made its way to my wet center and he slipped a finger inside as he breathed on my neck. I had an idea. “Aubrey, bite me now,” I moaned as I moved on his hand. He struck and it hurt, it was a powerful bite unlike the sips I had endured during sex before. Aubrey pressed harder with his hand and began causing me immense pleasure rubbing all the right places as he continued to suck. I stretched my arms out to find his stiff length to stroke. I fumbled with his belt and my fingers wrapped around him pulling and sliding as he drew more blood than I thought I could give. His talented hand was enough to push me to the edge and my body quivered as I a climaxed. Just as suddenly, he jerked, convulsing above me.
Aubrey collapsed beside me and pulled me to rest my head under his neck. He kissed my forehead, “Ah, that was brilliant.”
Speechless, I was still panting and still hurting from the bite. I would heal, quicker than a human anyway but there would definitely be a mark to cover up tomorrow. “Aubrey,” I breathed, then catching my mistake, I opened and shut my mouth. I had almost asked him if he marked me, but I wasn't suppose to know about such things. Instead, I rested my hand on his chest where his heart should have beat but didn't. I would ask Tombs to check for me. “Yes, I enjoyed it too,” I finally said.
All that and I still have my pants on,” he joked. “They know how to raise Bleeders on that reservation of yours.”
Bleeders, huh, there was only me,” I said suddenly very sleepy.
Are you saying you were the only Bleeder there out of 14,000 people?” He sounded oddly astonished.
I barely registered his question, I was half asleep. After a moment of processing and suppressing feelings, I formulated a response. “Yes, the only stinking one, I don't know why they didn't just drown me like a kitten.” I was on the verge of passing out but knew all too well they had tried. “The damn bastards drown kittens all the time.” I wondered what Aubrey would ask me next, I was about to ask him how he knew how many people lived there. But I couldn't, I had fallen asleep.

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