Josefine: Shadows of the Witch (Paranormal Romance & Fantasy Series Book 1) by Denise Daye

Author:Denise Daye [Daye, Denise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-09T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

I t was late. I was lying in bed, and Bertram knocked at the window to let me know he wanted out. I wasn’t asleep yet. My head was filled with Lucius’s story of the Blood Countess. Beautiful, rich, powerful—and bat-shit crazy, even for a vampire.

Lucius told us that by the time he’d met her, Elizabeth Bathory had already tortured and killed hundreds of young girls and women. She drank their blood after they died, which, he explained, was against everything a vampire normally wanted from drinking blood. He wouldn’t go into much detail about that.

A king sentenced the Blood Countess to death and walled her into one of her many castles. It took her three years to die. Lucius had looked long and deep at me when he said that he didn’t know how she died, that nobody did, and it made my blood go ice cold.

Bertram knocked at the window again. I hoped he would stop if I ignored him. Quite frankly, I was spooked by the story, and my room had turned from feeling awesome and medieval to just plain scary.

Please stay, I said, walking over to the window. The room was dark except for the flickering fire in the fireplace.

Not now, child, he said, knocking again. I opened the window and felt a windy summer breeze hit me in my face. It smelled of grass and flowers. Bertram launched himself off the windowsill and into the darkness of the night. It was cloudy, no stars or moon in sight, just like last night.

I watched him until he completely disappeared, and sighed. Why had he let Lucius pet him? He was a vampire. He was the enemy, wasn’t he? I closed the window and shivered at the thought of Lucius sleeping under the same roof as me. I didn’t trust the guy. Not one bit. If he thought he could throw some devilishly handsome smiles at me with that ridiculously handsome face of his and make me dance like a tropical bird, he was wrong. Newsflash. This crap didn’t work on me. Never had, never will.

Still in my jogging outfit, just in case Bertram’s soon was a warning for a quick exit, I crawled back into bed and leaned against the headboard, staring at the fire. Why not stay up all night? I could sit here and watch spooky shadows that looked like monsters in the dark. And, more importantly, I could avoid that terrible nightmare of the sword coming for me.

The deaths of my grandma and cat were still fresh, and the field of ashes hadn’t exactly left a calming taste on my tongue either. Pulling my knees up, I made a pact with myself. Staying up all night sounds good, Fin. Let’s do it.

It must have been two to three scary-looking flame flickers later when my eyes got heavy.

No! I scolded myself. Stay up! At least until Bertram returns.

But that familiar foggy feeling swallowed me like a huge wave swallows a little seashell. There was nothing I could do to fight it.

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