Heya Lovelies,
Sometimes the worst part about waking up is the waking. Leaving behind the comfortable silence.
~Aisling
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Heya Lovelies,
A low chuckle escaped Vlad’s throat.
“Brought down by tripping in the dark.”
“Well, aren’t you funny?” I drawled, not caring
how sharp my accent was in that moment.
“A little help?”
The vampire crouched and eased me into a
sitting position, which elicited a sharp hiss
from me as more pain shot through my chest.
When I was steady, he released my shoulders
and the uncomfortable silence stretched on.
“You aren’t going to continue making fun of
me for my brilliant display of ineptitude?”
An amused grunt was my only response.
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Heya Lovelies,
Dracula knew, more than most, just how devastating life could be. Right down to the simplest decisions and the butterfly effect that followed — good or bad.
~Zoe
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Heya Lovelies,
Eclipsing the dancing flames in the pit behind her, Aisling’s grandmother, Jade stood
there with a small, reassuring smile on her beautiful features. Her long, wavy gray hair swayed with the breeze as petals of pretty purple primroses rustled around her feet.
She spoke in a low, reassuring tone, but I could hear her as if she were right next to me,
whispering a secret in my ear. “Don’t give up now, Zoe. There’s always hope for you.” As soon as she finished, I was back in the foyer with my hand resting against the rune.
My eyes stung as they always did with the impact of her words. I never met the woman
while she was alive, and yet, she seemed to know me all the same.
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Heya Lovelies,
Because I can’t resist, I’m going to share the firsts from each main couple in the Earthen Witch universe.
Despite not knowing what I was doing, I opened my mouth and he responded instantly. He tasted divine. Better than I ever imagined possible. I couldn’t move close enough. Couldn’t stop kissing him.
Oh, god, but he could kiss.
~Aisling’s POV, Just Breathe
I leaned forward and kissed him, hard, pressing into him, and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. I pulled him closer waiting for him to push me back.
But he didn’t.
~Angela’s POV, Home
“Marcelline,” he breathed.
It wasn’t a warning for me to stop what I was considering.
It was an invitation.
And I took it.
~Marcelline’s POV, Stronger Than Blood
I threw my hands up in frustration to hide the sting burning in my eyes, preparing for the fight I thought he wanted, but then he closed the distance between us so fast, I didn’t have time to think about how to react.
Which, in hindsight, was exactly what he wanted.
His warm hands were on my face, mouth claiming mine in a kiss so fierce it forced a gasp from my lips.
~Zoe’s POV, Enduring The Flames
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Heya Lovelies,
“There is always good mixed with the bad. Even when there is nothing but doubts and fears to guide us, there is something else that offers hope. Like moments of happiness and the memories they leave behind. No matter how dark and bleak our circumstances, it is the hope that remains to keep us moving forward.”
~Vlad
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“That’s how I knew I was in trouble.
My heart was caught long before
my mind could realize it.”
The more I gave myself time to think, the more I became convinced that I brought this all on myself. It wasn’t just one thing, either. I turned to the one person I thought could help me and what remained of my family. I brought them with me because no one else could. Everyone else was dead. Once we arrived, I realized the gravity of that mistake. The power he effused from his very essence should have been cause enough for concern. But it was the gravity of him. In his gaze. In his body. It was like he was a black hole. Once you were captured by its pull, nothing could ever escape. That’s how I knew I was in trouble. My heart was caught long before my mind could realize it.
© Sarah Doughty
I just hoped it wouldn’t doom us all.
An early piece inspired by Stronger Than Blood.
Heya Lovelies,
I know this is supposed to be a wrap-up, but THIS is much better.
Meet Vlad.
Yes, THAT Vlad.
Zoe’s got her hands full with this one. 😏
I told myself that my pulse’s sudden jump and the rush of heat that ran down my whole body was nothing more than a startle reflex at the vampire’s sudden stop to look at me.
But I knew that was a lie.
It wasn’t that smooth auburn hair that fell just past his shoulders. It wasn’t the washboard of his abs or the scars crisscrossing his pale flesh casting shadows in stark relief.
It was all of him.
The man of darkness himself. The one that inspired humanity’s fascination with vampires — Vlad the Impaler, better known as Dracula. And that grin held a hint of wickedness that churned beneath his cool skin like an electrical current with promises I wouldn’t dare to define.
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Heya Lovelies,
Calling back to day 19 of what games my characters like to play, this is one example of the teasing banter between Marcy and Liam. They each have a unique sense of humor. So here’s today’s snippet.
“Marcelline,” Liam began, “it appears that outside of astral projection, your skills are—”
“Terrible?” I offered.
His lips twitched. “That is not what I would say.
“Abysmal, then?”
A series of Shadow’s coughs registered to my
ears as someone else — possibly Connor chuckled.
“Inefficient.” Liam finished.
“Well, don’t sugar coat it or anything,” I said, lacing my tone with sarcasm.
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Heya Lovelies,
A sudden lurch pulled me away from my recurrent, blurry and incoherent dream. My eyes shot open and my heart rate tripled from the jolt as my center of balance shifted for an instant. With a quick look down, I realized I was attached to Vlad’s arm.
While my head was still using his shoulder as a pillow up until I was roused from my sleep, I was, to my utter embarrassment, no longer holding his hand. My whole body was angled toward him with both of my legs curled up on the seat.
The vampire’s muscled arm was clutched against my chest like it was a warm teddy bear disguised as a seat belt with his hand resting so high on my outer thigh it was almost on my hip. As I realized the lurch was the plane touching down on the tarmac, it occurred to me that he was my seat belt — keeping me from landing in a heap on the plane’s shiny floor.
Also, in case you missed it, the cover for Enduring The Flames was released yesterday.
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