Bound by Blood: Two Novellas of Paranormal Romance

Author:Bella, Sarah [Bella, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-03-26T22:00:00+00:00

BONDED BY BLOOD

CHAPTER 1

The perils of vampyre life are few. We're raised hearing of the dangers of sunlight, of the Blood Sickness. I never fed from a donor more than once. Think of it as the vampyre equivalent of safe sex – safe feeding. What no one tells you is that finding your blood mate can be just as dangerous as walking out into the sun.

Toward the end of the nineteenth century, humans became secure in the knowledge that vampyres were the stuff of legends. As a result, they stopped putting stones on graves to try to keep the undead from rising. And it was a good damn thing they had because I really had no desire to be stuck in a tomb after a visit.

I stopped using them almost completely once I discovered I didn't have to bury myself underground, that merely staying completely out of the sunlight during the day was good enough to keep me alive.

Undead.

Whatever.

They never suspected the truth, that vampyres are born and not made, or the fact that none of their stories were true, aside from the blood drinking, sun shriveling ones. There was no way to kill a vampyre, not if you were human.

Eventually, I found my way onto a boat crossing the Atlantic and settled in the wild Midwest of what would one day become America. Civilization eventually grew around me and I eased my way into human society. As the humans struggled, I thrived.

Still, more than a century after humans believed our kind to be myth, few vampyres were integrating into society. We maintained our distance, creating our own secluded communities and keeping to the shadows. They did, anyhow. By the late 1900's, I'd discovered the benefits to becoming part of human society. As a result, mine was one of only a few shops in the area with shutters; because my shop did well with both humans and vampyres. I was one of the few owners who could afford them.

In the sweltering heat of July in the Midwest, I cranked the A/C as low as it would go to counteract the heat generated by the metal shutters during the day. I heard the hum of the air conditioner silence as it shut off, comfort having been reached. I glanced around my little shop, quickly scanning the customers within. The typical mix of single females and over-the-hill couples filled the store, all trying to reignite the romance in their marriage.

My shop had gone through a dozen incarnations over the past forty years. Themes and styles to go with trends and fads. The current trend was what I jokingly called 'edgy-princess-chic'. Zebra print carpet and hot pink walls were trimmed with shiny baubles and wall sconces.

The front half of the shop was filled with vanilla fun – lubes and lotions, silly card and dice games. I had racks of fur-lined handcuffs, copies of the Kama Sutra and penis shaped candies.

Beyond the midpoint of the aisles, the products took a turn for the kinky. Things that shook, twisted and pinched.

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