Lady & the Vamp by Michelle Rowen

Author:Michelle Rowen [Rowen, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror & Ghost Stories
Published: 2010-05-18T22:13:57.663000+00:00

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bullets. She'd shot him ten times. Ruined his frilly shirt, but didn't even slow the vamp down.

However, she hadn't been aiming for the head.

Decapitation was another way to kill a vamp. Not pretty and very messy, but it did the trick. A shotgun wound at this range would probably do just that. She could let the ghost kill Quinn—it would save her having to do it later.

"Don't hurt him," she finally said.

He turned and smiled, showing brown, broken teeth. "And what can I expect from you if I spare his life?"

"Anything," she said quickly.

"Janie—" Quinn breathed. "What are you doing?" Jebediah hooked his middle finger into the top of her tank top and pulled the material down, exposing more cleavage and the edge of her lacy black bra.

"Yeah," he breathed. "Miss Greta was nothin' compared to you."

"Jebediah Masters!" another voice called out from the other side of the street. A feminine voice that sounded very pissed off. "You good-for-nothing bastard, take your hands off that dirty whore!"

His hand shot back from her shirt and he cringed. Quinn's hand tightened around Janie's waist and he pulled her against him and back a step.

"Mary-Ann, I told you not to bother me no more."

A woman emerged onto the street from a wall of the dusty building marked "Saloon." She was wearing an outfit very similar to Jebediah's, only she had a long brown skirt on instead of pants. She did hold a matching shotgun and sported a matching red stain on the front of her white blouse. She scowled at him.

"I curse the day I ever married you, you whoring, thieving, sheep-loving, back-stabbing—

"

"Be quiet, woman! What do I need to do to shut your mouth once and for all?"

"Take your filthy eyes off her bosoms."

With a frustrated growl, Jebediah turned away from Janie's bosoms and stormed off the street and walked right through the solid wall of a building. Mary-Ann approached. "I'm sorry for my husband's behavior. He was obviously brought up in a barn."

Janie looked at the woman warily.

Mary-Ann laughed at her expression. "Don't you be worrying. I mean you no harm. Just got to keep my man in line." She glanced over at what was left of the pile of twisted metal.

"Sorry he did that to your truck."

Janie and Quinn shared a look.

Mary-Ann laughed harder. "Oh, he's not entirely sure what's going on, but I'm well aware that I'm stuck haunting this town 'til the end of time with that worthless man." She shrugged. "That's what greed gets you. Better'n hell, I suppose."

"Is the other prospector still around?" Quinn looked around the main street. "The one who was in the gunfight with Jebediah?"

She waved at her red-stained blouse. "That would be me. Both of us were good shots, don't you think?"

"You shot each other? Over gold?"

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