Venom (Vampire Romance) Book One by Kristen Middleton

Author:Kristen Middleton [Middleton, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Shadows Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-08-13T22:00:00+00:00

WHEN WE STEPPED into the lounge, I had to admit, it was very classy.

“Wow, now this is what I call a night club,” said Susan, beaming. “I just can’t believe it’s hidden away in a small town like Shore Lake. The owner must have spent a small fortune on this place.”

“Only the best for Faye. She wouldn’t have it any other way,” said Mason.

I thought the club below was impressive, but it was dull compared to the décor in this room.

Obviously, I thought, looking around, if this was where they catered to the rich and famous, then it would have to be pretty extravagant.

“Swanky, huh?” asked Susan, elbowing me.

“Yeah, it’s nice,” I replied, raising my voice as another song began to play in the club.

The lounge was extravagant and obviously catered to a higher-class customer. The room itself was dimly lit with a purplish hue. Curved leather sofas and black marbled tables lined the sides of the room, most of them already filled with hipsters, drinking and talking loudly over the music. In the back was a large crystal bar with two bartenders serving top-shelf liquor while scantily dressed servers, dressed in purple and black uniforms, walked around with plates of appetizers and drinks.

“This way,” said Mason, leading us toward an area that overlooked the dance floor below. As we drew closer, I recognized the group playing cards around a table that looked like it had been sculpted out of amethyst. As we approached, the guys looked up from their game, eyeing us curiously. Everyone in the band appeared to be there, except Slade.

“Mason, what’s up?” asked a guy, who I recognized as the drummer. He had shoulder-length blond hair and twinkling blue eyes.

“Ethan sent them up. Fans of yours,” he replied and then turned to us. “I’m going to hand you off to these fellows now. Have fun, ladies.”

“Uh, thanks,” I replied, feeling totally sober and awkward now that we were standing in front of the band.

“Sounds good to me,” replied another guy at the table. He had brown eyes and dimples so deep that I couldn’t help but return his smile.

“I’m Liam,” said the blonde guy, who reminded me a lot of Thor, which I knew Susan must have found thrilling. “So… you girls into poker?”

“I’ve played before,” replied Susan, grinning stupidly at him. Obviously, my observation had been dead on.

Liam, who towered over both of us, stood up and pulled over a couple of purple leather club chairs. “Here, sit down and we’ll deal you in. We aren’t playing for money or anything.”

“That’s because you still owe me from last weekend,” said the guy with the dimples. “Cheap-ass.”

“I don’t owe you shit,” replied Liam. “You’re dreaming.”

“If I was dreaming, you’d have paid me,” he replied as Susan and I sat down.

“Keep dreaming and maybe you’ll get your money,” chuckled Liam, taking a swig of his beer.

Dimples laughed. “You’re such a dickhead.”

Liam ignored him and turned back to us. “So, don’t be shy. What are your names?”

“I’m Susan and that’s Chelsey,” she said, smiling nervously.

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