Excerpt:
The dark meadows
and midnight air blast through her hair giving off a scent that would attract
any Vampyre for miles. It was there he sensed her. It was there he could no
longer deny himself the pleasure of getting to know who she was. The rules were
set, and the laws were written, but none of that could keep him restrained. Not
anymore.
His emotions
fluttered, leaving him no other choice. He must take that chance, regardless of
the prospect of rejection. For months, he watched her, lurking in the shadows
of their lands, never giving thought as to what would happen if he were to be
discovered. It was a risk he was more than willing to take, if only just to get
a second glance of her beauty.
He was, after
all, the son of a count, and he knew the rules better than anyone.
Fraternization between Vampyre and human was strictly forbidden. The rules were
imprinted in his brain from birth, but he had to choose differently. Was it her
human frailty or the smell of her blood that drew him there every night?
Whatever this enchanting spell was that led him to her lands took total
control, forcing him to do things he thought he’d never do.
Romantic love
was forbidden and after months of obsessing over this human woman, he was
beginning to understand why. All rational thought escaped his mind whenever he
was near her. The erratic and irrational impulses that made him sneak out of
his room, cross the neutral territory, and enter their lands each night had
overwhelmed him. He’d lost control, yet refused to do anything about it. This
was who he wanted to be.
Henceforth, that
night in the dark meadows, basking in the midnight air, he made his approach.
Would she welcome him or fear him? What stories would she have heard about his
kind that could force her to be reluctant by his presence? He had no choice,
for it was too late to turn back now. She was alone, and he would never have an
opportunity like this again. He pushed back the bushes, taking slow steps
toward her. Hesitant, he thought about turning around and forgetting about her.
He knew where this would lead. Still, he interjects his reason and pushes aside
all logic, giving in to his wanting desire.
“Hello,” he
whispered softly from behind. She froze. She knew the end was near. She knew
the Vampyre creeping up behind her would make her his supper if she didn’t run,
and quick. Without thought, she took off screaming for her life. Her action to
his bold move didn’t surprise him at all; the only thing that entered his mind
was how beautiful she looked when she ran away. He didn’t pursue right away. He
stood there paralyzed, fearful that he would be discovered.
If anyone heard
her screaming it would be the end of him. Before she could get too far, he
headed her off, and in a flash was right in front of her. They had collided.
She ran right into him. The touch of her soft warm skin sent a sense of inner
peace and tranquility through this entire body.
They had their
arms wrapped around each other like lovers in need. That sensual gaze he gave
her forced the fear to melt away only to be replaced with apprehension and
embarrassment.
“I will not harm
you,” he said in a passionate whisper.
“What do you
want from me?” Her voice trembled.
“Simple
conversation.”
“You mean to
kill me?”
“Of course not.
But far be it for me to make you my meal someday.”
“Who are you?”
She gave him an uneasy glance.
He stared into
her eyes and smiled, brushing his fingers through her soft, long hair. And thus
that single encounter, that bold embrace set forth the path they would go
through together; placing things in motions that would tear the very boundaries
of everything they’d ever known. Forever.
