They Come By Night by Tinnean

Author:Tinnean
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2020-12-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8: Come Softly

Rhiannon

Rhiannon hated when Juan de Vivar summoned her. What did he think she was, his maid?

Fucking macho chauvinist pig.

It was because she was unlucky. She knew it.

First there were her grandparents. Why couldn’t they have been English nobility or French or even Italian royalty? But no, they were from Romania, and peasant stock at that. When they’d arrived on Ellis Island, they’d chosen the surname “Jones.” Seriously, could it have been any more ordinary?

Then there were her parents. She’d been born during the height of the baby boom, and they’d christened her Jane. Jane Jones. How pathetic was that?

To top it off, when her brother arrived a couple of years later, they’d named him Richard.

Dick and Jane. Lame, lame, lame.

Was it any surprise she’d split as soon as she turned sixteen? She changed her name to Rhiannon. No last name. Cher did okay without one, and so would she.

The sexual revolution of the ‘60s was just coming into full swing, but even with the advent of The Pill, she’d had the bad luck to become pregnant. She found a medical student who helped her get rid of the little parasite, and she hadn’t cared that he’d done his job too well—what did she want with kids anyway?

As soon as she was well enough, she dumped him and headed for the West Coast, not to become a movie star or anything. She just wanted to be anywhere but where she was.

She reversed direction, though, when she met a petite, red-haired singer of blues and folk music, and joined her and her band on their East Coast tour, finally arriving at Woodstock in August of ‘69. The affair was intense, but it ended when Jane—Rhiannon—crossed paths with a tall black musician who played wicked electric guitar and made love to her in the same manner as he did to his Fender Strat.

Another stroke of bad luck, because both he and the singer were heavy into the drug scene. Why did all the people she was attracted to prefer doing drugs to doing her?

She left Woodstock as soon as the festival ended and resumed her trek to the West Coast. San Francisco seemed to call to her, and she was looking forward to wearing flowers in her hair.

Once there she became a groupie to a psychedelic rock group that had been banned from variety television. The lead singer flirted with her and promised he’d write a song for her.

But she’d gone to the Fillmore West on Halloween to see Ike and Tina Turner; that was where she’d had the worst luck of all. She’d met Juan de Vivar.

Even after all these years, she still had no idea why she’d gone with him. He wasn’t even her type.

She woke up the next day to find it was night, and everything she’d been familiar with had changed. She was a vampyre.

And the vampyre that had turned her wound up being the biggest fucking psycho on the planet.

Now that she was a vampyre

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