Blood and Snow Volumes 1-4: Blood and Snow, Revenant in Training, the Vampire Christopher, Blood Soaked Promises by Rashelle Workman

Author:Rashelle Workman [Workman, Rashelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781479258819
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2012-09-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

On the seat next to Cindy rested a rectangle box.

“What’s this?” Cindy asked, poking at it.

I shrugged.

Dorian, who’d been watching, said, “That’s your mask, Snow. Check it out.”

“It seems small,” Cindy remarked.

I picked up the box and placed it in my lap. It did seem minute compared to Cindy’s mask, which had three large feather plumes in baby blue and gray protruding from the right side of her mask. Her mask was baby blue, except around the eyes, which had small sequins the same color as the sequins on her dress, lining the openings.

Timidly I removed the lid on the box, and shifted the white paper inside. The mask nestled within the tissue was simple. Red satin, the exact color of my dress, covered in black lace. I immediately loved it.

“That’s it?” Cindy started.

I’d told her Professor Pops was having the mask made specifically for the Ball. She obviously thought it lacked any flare. It wasn’t pretentious or over the top. It was perfect.

“I like it. The mask won’t take away from Snow’s beauty,” Dorian said.

I blushed. “Thanks, Dorian. Where’s your mask?”

Cindy sniffed.

He rolled his eyes. “It’s at the house. We all decided on the same style, and color. Black. Except Bart’s. His is gray.”

We pulled into the circular driveway, and Georgio put the limousine in park. Dorian jumped out, ran around to our door, and held it open. His eyes were sparkling with anticipation.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You’ll see.” He leaned in so that I got a good whiff of his neck. I had the feeling he did it on purpose. “Love your shoes,” he said, and I shivered. Like Eve with the apple, I was tempted.

Just a taste, my mind cooed. But I resisted. Now wasn’t the time.

After Dorian helped Cindy out, we turned toward the house. It was lit up with thousands of white, shimmering lights.

“It’s beautiful,” I breathed, feeling like I’d stepped into a fairytale land.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” Dorian said. “C’mon.” He stood between Cindy and I and held out his elbows. I took his arm in one hand and my dress in the other. We climbed the steps. The front door opened, and the three of us stepped inside. The brothers and Professor Pops were off to one side, several fidgeting with their tuxes. They all wore their masks. And one of the brother’s, Sebastian, handed Dorian his. He slid it on, moving next to Heathcliff.

They all looked… dashing. Cindy thought so too. I could tell by the tittering noises coming from her throat.

The tuxes were black, except Bart’s. His tux was a dark gray, the same as his mask. There were other, subtler, differences in the cut and shape of their tuxes, but the big variance was the colors of their ties, and vests. Bart’s vest and bow tie was golden brown. Salvatore wore black with black, his sleek black hair in a low ponytail. Sebastian’s vest and tie was navy blue. Daniel’s satin vest and tie was white with white. Heathcliff’s were gray.

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