Monday, August 15, 2016

Only With The Heart - Chapter 8

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ONLY WITH THE HEART
CHAPTER 8



The heartbeat was like a beacon, drawing Taylor toward the door even as it accelerated and resounded even more strongly in the apartment. She’d done her best to ignore the passing heartbeats of her neighbors all day long, but this one felt different, maybe because whoever it was seemed to be standing still close to her door, or maybe because it felt so familiar.

She could only think of one reason why a heartbeat would feel familiar however, and that couldn’t possibly be right. It couldn’t be Lance, standing by her door. Not twice in a day when he had never come here before and hadn’t talked to her in weeks.

Could it?

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

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Friday, July 29, 2016

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Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Only With The Heart - Chapter 7

If you are new to this story, you can find chapter 1 here.
If you missed chapter 6, it's here.


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ONLY WITH THE HEART
CHAPTER 7



Lance hadn’t said a single word to her.

The thought bounced through Taylor’s mind, enduring however much she tried to silence it.

Not one word, she thought as she gulped down the two containers of blood in the first paper bag.

He’d barely looked at her, she thought as she forced herself to put the remainder of the blood in the fridge for later rather than tear into it right now.

He hadn’t asked how she was, or how she’d been hurt, she thought as she went to her bed and climbed in on the left side, leaving half of it undisturbed.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

New BDSM Vampire Short Story: Switching Sides



Switching Sides is a short story sequel to the novel Carte Blanche. It shows a new angle to the relationship the characters embark on in that novel, although it can be read on its own as an erotic short.


Ray’s relationship with Grace is usually simple: he is her submissive, and she is Mistress Red, his Domme. Tonight, however, when they go to Carte Blanche, their favorite BDSM club, things are a little different. Ray isn’t a simple sub; he’s a switch, and sometimes his mood and needs are better suited to being on the Dominant side of the equation. When Grace suggests that he turn Dom for the night, there are only two questions: who will he play with… and how will Grace react when she sees him in this new role?




Here's an excerpt...

Ray took slow steps around the dance floor, his attention drifting from person to person until it stopped on a woman who danced on her own, arms wrapped around herself, head tilted down and her eyes half closed. A blue card was clipped to the hem of her short dress.

He remembered seeing her at the club before. He had a good memory for faces. He recalled watching her follow at least two different Doms into one of the play rooms, neither of whom he believed to be particularly attached to her; in any case, she wore no collar or other sign to show she had been claimed by anyone in particular. She wasn’t the only one who came to the club to satisfy her needs but who didn’t care to push things any further than that. It worked quite well for Ray’s purpose.

Stepping away from the periphery of the room, he walked to one of the armchairs placed around the dancing floor, directly opposite the woman. For the next few minutes, his gaze never left her as he waited, waited…

There.

Her half-closed lids lifted, and a startled flicker lit her brown eyes when they met Ray’s. The eyes were the wrong color, but her hair, the bright red of glowing coals, framed her face and fell halfway down her back: perfect. Without looking away, he brought his glass to his lips and took a slow sip of blood. He liked to get what he was out in the open and forestall unpleasant surprises later on. If someone had an issue playing with him because of his fangs, it mattered little to him, but he’d rather know now than in the middle of a scene.

The girl didn’t turn away, nor did she give any sign of being put off by the blood in his glass. Her gaze did drop for a second, but Ray realized she was looking for his card. He remained still and waited for her to look up again, cocking an eyebrow in a silent question.

There was no ostensible answer from her, but as a song ended and a new one started, the rhythm as slow and sultry as the last, she continued to face Ray, her hands now running up and down her body although without touching. She didn’t meet his eyes again, instead keeping her gaze lowered and submissive. One slow and torturing inch after the other, she came closer to the armchair in which he waited.

He hadn’t always been a patient man, but this was another way he had changed while in Mistress Red’s care. A few years earlier, he’d have stood and gone to that girl long before she reached him. Today, he watched her dance while sipping on the rest of his glass of blood and imagined the many ways he could play with her, along with a few that wouldn’t happen.

No more than thoughts, but they were enough to light the fire of need in his veins, enough to make his cock press against the leather of his pants until its length could be seen as clearly as if the leather had been painted on.

“Really?” The slightly incredulous word was the only warning he had before Grace sat on the padded arm of his chair, leaning down to add closer to his ear, “A redhead? Could you be any more obvious?”

He flashed her a smile. The end of her braid rested on her shoulder, and after a recent visit to her hairdresser her red hair was as vibrant as the satin of her corset. He couldn’t resist giving it a light tug. Had his card been flipped blue side up, this simple act would undoubtedly have earned him a punishment, or so said Grace’s eyes. All she did, however, was give a light shrug of her shoulder so the braid slipped to her back.

“Who said I was trying to be subtle?”

He returned his gaze to the girl. She’d noticed Grace, and had stopped coming forward. She was trying to keep the disappointment off her face—and failing miserably. Ray made a small gesture with his fingers, and her eyes flickered upward to meet his. He gave her a small nod and a smile, putting every ounce of certainty he possessed into his gaze. Yes, he told her silently, you and I will play together soon. Keep dancing for me.

She did.

“I want to watch,” Grace said, her tone as commanding as ever. “Get an open room.”

Ray didn’t move his eyes from the girl, but he allowed himself a chuckle.

“You forgot to say please, Grace.”

The use of her name was deliberate; she was forgetting what game they were playing tonight. Or maybe she did remember and was trying to change the rules. That just wouldn’t do.

A burst of bitterness in her scent spoke of her annoyance.

“If you think I’m going to say please, you’re sorely mistaken.”

“And if you think I’m used to obeying other Doms when my card is red side up, you’re equally mistaken.”

Had he ever spoken to her in such a cold voice? He didn’t think so. The hissing breath she took through her teeth certainly hinted that his tone had surprised her as much as it had surprised Ray himself. Strange how comfortable he still felt as a Dom after all these years. It was like he’d slipped back into that persona like an old, favorite pair of jeans that fit as well as ever.

“This,” Grace said in a tight voice, “is turning out to be harder than I expected.”

“For you, maybe.” He glanced up at her, a smile softening his words. “I’m finding it easier than I thought it’d be.”

She held his gaze for a few seconds, then nodded.

“I can see that, yes. It feels very odd to see you like this.”

“And it’d be even odder to watch me do it,” he said, not bothering to make it a question. “So, no, I won’t take a room with a view.”

Leaving his empty glass on a low table next to his chair, he stood. His eyes were back on the girl; she was close enough that he could have touched her by reaching toward her. Instead, he blindly reached back. Grace took his hand. He squeezed her fingers.

“Trust me,” he said, and he wasn’t sure which of the two women he was talking to. Both, maybe.

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Friday, July 15, 2016

Only With The Heart - Chapter 6

If you are new to this story, you can find chapter 1 here.
If you missed chapter 5, it's here.


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ONLY WITH THE HEART
CHAPTER 6



“You don’t have to come in if you don’t want to.”

In the passenger seat, James turned a little paler, if that was even possible.

“You want me to stay alone in the car?”

His tone didn’t sound exactly reproachful, but it was a close thing.

Friday, July 8, 2016

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Sunday, July 3, 2016

Excerpt - Before The Edge



Excerpt from Before The Edge





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“That’s how he knew, in case you’re wondering,” she said as Brett took the seat on her left.

“I’m sorry?” Brett said, unsure what she meant.

She raised her glass toward the mirror. The reflected wine seemed to hover magically in the air.

“That guy. He was trying to hit on me. Until he looked at the mirror up there and decided a lack of reflection means I am not a person.”

Her words remained even, almost toneless, but when he looked away from the mirror and back at her Brett had no trouble seeing that she was upset. If the angle of her lips, pressed tightly together, had not given it away, then her eyes might have, sparks of gold flickering in dark depths. Brett had never been this close to a vampire before, at least not as far as he knew, but he had heard about those strange eyes, and that they were a warning of sorts.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, his discomfort flaring anew. His instinct was to pull away, and only the certainty that she would take it badly kept him still on his seat. Picking up his glass, he took a small sip that did little to soothe his nerves.

The vampire sighed softly. “You’re not sorry,” she said, turning on her seat to face Brett. “You’re scared. Of me. Which is rather insulting because I haven’t given you any reason to be scared, have I?”

“I’m not—”

Brett stopped mid lie when his eyes met hers. The sparks were gone, replaced by a dull weariness. She was right, on all counts. He was just as prejudiced as that man he had kicked out. The only difference was, he had made a split second decision and taken her side rather than asked her to leave. He liked to think of himself as open-minded; maybe he ought to truly try to be so.

“I’m not used to having polite conversations with vampires,” he said, and that, at least, was true. “I’m not used to having any kind of conversations with vampires, to be honest. I’m sorry but I just don’t know how to act.”

She observed him for a long moment before setting her glass down.

“Act like you just met a reasonably attractive woman,” she said. “What would you do if you didn’t know what I am?”

Brett wanted to protest; he did know, and it wasn’t the kind of information he could choose to forget. But she was waiting for his answer—and she was a lot more than ‘reasonably attractive.’

Holding his hand out to her, he tried to offer a genuine smile. “Hi. I’m Brett. What’s your name?”

She laughed quietly as she took his hand and shook it. “I’m Lisa. And if that’s the best you can come up with to pick up a girl, you’re either gay or totally hopeless.”

Behind the bar, Wallace snorted as he refilled the vampire’s—Lisa’s—glass. “Definitely hopeless,” he commented. “Poor guy hasn’t had a date in months.”

Brett’s mouth fell open and he stared at Wallace in shock.

“What?” Wallace said, wiping the counter with a towel as though he hadn’t said anything out of the ordinary. “It’s true. You spend all your time running the bar so when would you find the time to date?”

His face burning in embarrassment, Brett glared at Wallace. “And it’s not going to get any better,” he said. “Because when I fire you I’ll lose plenty of time interviewing new bartenders.”

Wallace laughed. “Or you could just join me behind the bar for good instead of once in a while. Bartending might help your dating life.”

He winked at Lisa and went to the other end of the counter to help another customer. Brett continued to glare, already plotting a suitable revenge. If Wallace thought saying such things in front of a woman was appropriate, a good prank might teach him otherwise.

“You know,” Lisa said, laughter edging her words like silver, “I can’t remember the last time I saw a grown man blush. It looks pretty good on you, too.”

Groaning, Brett picked up his wine and drank deep. “Yeah,” he said when he set the empty glass down again. “Nothing more charming than to be embarrassed in front of a woman.”

“At least now you’re thinking of me as a woman,” she said, raising her own glass to toast him. “Cheers!”

Continued in Before The Edge
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Thursday, June 30, 2016

Only With The Heart - Chapter 5

If you are new to this story, you can find chapter 1 here.
If you missed chapter 3, it's here.


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ONLY WITH THE HEART
CHAPTER 5



Leaving the Department of Children Services, Lance didn’t drive very far. He only crossed the street and went to the back of the police station, parking next to police cars before he pulled a red card from the glove box and hung it from the rearview mirror. Next he hunted through the inside pockets of his jacket for a laminated visitor card and clipped it to the front of his jacket.

“Come on,” he told James, and the two of them exited the car to enter the police station through the service entrance.