Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Midweek Tease o2.21.18

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! Thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this fun blog hop!
We continue on where we left off last week. This takes place the next morning in Charlotte's POV...
“There’s a delivery on your desk for you.” Frank, the museum’s weekend security guard said as he let me into the building, locking the doors behind me.
Still not awake, it didn’t exactly register what he meant.
“A delivery?” I questioned.
“Someone must have wanted you to have a good day.” Frank replied.
As I started to walk towards the admissions desk, I saw a small vase with a few brightly colored daisies. It seemed to make the whole admissions desk brighten up against the plain grey desk. As I walked around behind the desk, I saw a cup of tea and a blueberry muffin waiting for me….and a small pastel purple plastic drawstring bag. I wondered for a split second where this stuff had come from, but then just knew it had come from Mr. Pierce. I opened the drawstring bag expecting to find tiny sample bottles of his wine, but instead inside where different bottles of scented bubble bath from one of the best bath shops in town. I opened one that was peach scented and it smelled heavenly. The thought of walking out of the museum and just going to home to soak in the bathtub with it was tempting. But then the thought of inviting Mr. Pierce over for a bubble bath was even more tempting, so I might as well stay for my shift. It definitely wasn’t going to be an easy one, I was already anxious and flustered for our date tonight, and I had to get through the whole day.

A note, not written in his script, also sat on my desk. It read: Sorry I kept you up so late. Looking forward to tonight. Enjoy your day. -Anton

Yeah, that wasn’t going to help me get through my day at all.

Before setting up the admissions desk for the day, I went and interrogated Frank about who exactly delivered everything. His response was a modern day courier and then went into how back in his day, deliveries were made by bicycle. Then he politely asked if it was from the young wine guy. When I replied, yes, he went off on a tangent of how rich Mr. Pierce was for his age, and if he had been as rich as Mr. Pierce he would retire and buy a golf course in Florida. He then went into how to properly win a woman’s heart back in his day and approved of how Mr. Pierce was going about this.

I thanked Frank and left him with his memories, as I went back to the desk to get ready for the museum to open for the day.

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X

Sunday, February 18, 2018

WeWriWa o2.18.18

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

We continue on where we left off last week, where Karlea was finding out the consequences of her blood high...

Anger took over her and she swatted Armani's arm away.
"I can beat this." She said, trying to get ahold of herself.
"No, you can't, Karlea. This isn't like some human drug addiction where you'll go through withdrawl and come out on the other side okay."
Karlea pulled away from him, taking a step before collapsing onto the carpet.
"It will get worse and worse. Eventually you will blackout and lose all control, you might even kill people. 
After days and days of no blood and no human sustenance, you will die a very slow death. It's either drink or slowly perish, there is no other choice."

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Enjoy your Sunday!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X

Thursday, February 15, 2018

Vampire Friday o2.16.18

Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

We continue right where we left off last week...

Karlea stood under the hot water of Jake's nice, contemporary shower. She admired how nice his SOHO luxury apartment was, compared to what she lived in. Even though Jake had been into her apartment already, now that she had been in his, she was embarrassed when they made the quick trip over for her to grab her things, all though she knew he didn't care about things like that.

It felt good to be out of that apartment and somewhere else. It had carried so much bad history for her. Danny had plagued her in that apartment, even after he became a drug addict and ran off with Luna. She tried so many times to move, but every shoebox apartment she went for, fell though. One of the problems of living in Manhattan. 

She continued to stand under the water, trying to wrap her head around everything that had happened over the last few days. Her life was no longer the same. She was caught between whether or not this a good thing, being thrown into a world of vampires...most of which wanted her all dead in some form or another. Her life no longer boring. She always thought she would fit into the vampire world and always wished it were real. And it was, and she was already apart of it. 

And then there was this whole thing with Jake that came out of nowhere. That's why she was so attracted to him that night at the club and why she felt an immediate connection, he was not part of the human world. Things that would matter to humans didn't phase him, such as having a woman you just met move in with you out of the blue. He was hot, sexy, and just made her feel amazing. 

She didn't know how much time she had, so she decided she was going to enjoy whatever she could despite the circumstances that stood before her. 

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Linda Hamonou

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Midweek Tease o2.14.18

Happy Valentine's Day! 

I am going to continue on where I left off with my WIP. I have been on a writing hiatus and just got back into writing this. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity, as a vampire, must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

This scene takes place later in the night...
“Are you not hungry?” Marlena asked.
She sat beside me on the chaise sofa, as I drank from her wrist. She was comfortable always, in case I took too much and she became weak. I barely took any blood before pushing her wrist away.
“This is strange for you, Anton, you’re usually hungry. Did you feed already?” She asked, “And you’re taking it from my wrist, instead of my throat...what’s going on?”

Marlena was nothing more than a good friend and a donor. I had known her and her husband for years. They had made a good living being blood donors to vampires and managing a blood donor service.
“I haven’t fed tonight…” I started out. “I met someone. At the museum. And she’s human...”
“And you feel guilty drinking from a female.” She finished for me.
“I get it,” She smiled, “but you still need to feed. I would be willing to ask Jax if he would trade a client for me, as soon as possible. How much does she know?”
“Absolutely nothing, other than we made a connection tonight. I intend on keeping it all from her.”
“How much does the other part of you want to tell her?” Marlena inquired. She knew me too well.
I stood up and went over to the bar, pouring a glass of whiskey.
“Everything. In a perfect world I would share everything with her and she would be accepting, and eventually she would profess her love by wanting to be turned and spend eternity with me.” I took a long sip, trying to calm the craving. “But this isn’t a perfect world, so I’ll keep her at a distance. The truth could be dangerous for her in so many ways. Even if she survived those truths and begged to be turned, I wouldn’t do it.”
I took another long sip, emptying the glass.
“I have a date with her tomorrow night.” I confessed as I poured another drink.
“I know twenty years isn’t a long time for you, but doing what I do for that long has given me a lot of experience with vampires. And from what I know, you’re going to have to feed really well before that date tomorrow. I will get Jax over here at sundown. But long term, if something with her develops, you’re going to need to calm that beast inside you, Anton, you’re going to need to hunt."
“I know, I was trying to avoid that part.” I replied, drinking more whiskey. I wondered if a stronger drink was in order to help with the craving I was feeling, such as a straight up homemade Kentucky moonshine; whiskey and wine weren’t going to cut it. I was going to have to call my business partner, Colin, and make that happen.
“Will I get to meet her?” Marlena smiled.
“If everything goes well tomorrow and she wants to see me again. And if she doesn’t have a case of accidental death.”
I let out a long breath, the thought of any of it making me sad. I would be heartbroken if she didn’t want to see me again and heartbroken if I accidentally killed her in a fit of lust. Marlena must have seen the anguish in my eyes for she came walking over to me, placing her hand on my cheek.
“Anton, how serious is this?”
“For her, I don’t know. She may just be curious. For me…” I stumbled to find the words. Unusual for me, but thinking about Charlotte had a way of twisting me up inside.
“Oh my god, Anton, is she it? Is she the one?”
“For me, she is. I have to play this so carefully.”
Marlena stared at me.
“Are you sure you don’t want any more while I’m here?” She asked, holding out her wrist.
“I do, I’m hungry, but I can’t. Thank you.”

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X

Sunday, February 11, 2018

WeWriWa o2.11.18

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we left off last left off, Karlea wasn't feeling to well and thought she was dying. But it turns out it's a consequence of her blood high...
Karlea looked at herself, naked, in the mirror. Her skin was even paler than normal, her eyes were sunken in with dark circles around them. Her lips and pupils were as white as her skin. She looked like a porcelain doll.
"This is what you wanted from Jake and didn't get." Armani bit his wrist and held it out for her to drink.
"Once you drink, you won't feel any of this. Everyday you must drink."
She eyed the blood, the urge to drink was so great and pulling her to his wrist.

Thanks for reading! I did not get around to other's snippets this week, I am so sorry. I have spent the week being incredibly sick to the point where I needed antibiotics. This is the worst cold/flu season ever. 

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Enjoy your Sunday!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Friday, February 9, 2018

Vampire Friday o2.o9.18

Welcome to Vampire Friday!

We continue on where we left off last week...

"Why would you risk everything for me, Jake? There's millions of me out there."
"There's only one of you. And you know why I'm willing to risk're more than a just another human." Jake replied. 
Karlea looked at him and gave him a slight smile before resting her head on his shoulder. 
"I know this is so much to take in. It completely changes your life and opens a whole other world."
"Its okay." She said, "But I'm not like you. I would imagine years pass like days for you."
Jake nodded.
"I can't stay holed up in your apartment for an infinite amount of time. I'll go crazy. I'm a bartender. I need to do my thing, not be a hermit, afraid of the world."

"You mean you don't want to be holed up, having amazing sex all day and night?" He joked. 
Karlea smiled and slightly laughed. Jake pulled her close.
"I'm kidding. I understand what you mean. Its why I work for the magazine, passes the time. I'll be by your side the whole time, whatever it is that you need to do."

Karlea walked over to the window and looked out, down over the street below. 
"I harbor this secret that most humans don't know, of a world they have no idea that exists..."
Jake appeared behind her.
"...with my own personal vampire." She added as she reached her arms back around Jake.
She looked at the sky as clouds rolled out of the way, and rays of the setting sun reflected off the buildings.
" can't go outside until its completely dark." 

Jake laughed. "I'm not going to burst into flames, Karlea. I can walk in the sun. It drains me, but it would take it awhile to drain me to death. Not all the myths are true."
Karlea turned around to face him, "I should go to work tonight or I probably won't have a job anymore."
"Anything you need." Jake replied.
"A shower and some new clothes from my place."

Jake nodded. "Let me call Vaughn. I'll have him meet us at the club later."
"Really? Vaughn?" Karlea said, rolling her eyes. "Sure to be an interesting night."
"Always." Jake responded.

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Linda Hamonou

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,

Sunday, February 4, 2018

WeWriWa o2.o4.18

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we left off last left off, Karlea wasn't feeling to well and thought she was dying...

"In a way, love." Armani answered. "You're body needs a blood fix. My blood."
"No." Karlea cried out. 
"This is what it is to be bloodbonded."
Armani lifted her up and held her in front of the mirror with no effort.
"Look...this is what happens when you don't get blood."

Consequences of her fun filled blood high. 

Thanks for reading! Thank you for all your great comments last week. I didn't respond, but I did read them all. I'm still trying to figure out how to fit this blog hop and the others I was doing months back into my crazy schedule, that includes reading others' posts, commenting, and commenting back on mine. As of September, I started a new job working at a school, so time I had last year while my kids were in school, is now spent in their school. It makes for little free time without the kids where I can focus. If I can make a routine, I'll be good. Does anyone see my responses to comments, when I do respond anyway? Other writers I comment on their posts but never get notification or even check if they responded back. Is that bad?

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Enjoy your Sunday!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X