Fangs and Stardust by Jovee Winters

Fangs and Stardust by Jovee Winters

Author:Jovee Winters [Winters, Jovee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jovee Winters Publishing
Published: 2019-02-07T00:00:00+00:00


We stood in a great hall, the walls literally covered in portraits. And I gasped as I slowly walked down the timeline of my long and eternal life.

I was so different from life to life. Sometimes thin. Other times rubenesque. My skin tone was always different. Lily white and other times dark as the night, with every variation between. Male. Female. Sometimes neither.

I could not tear my eyes off the pictures, experiencing a flash of memories with each one my eyes alighted upon. Until I came to stand before one of a man, dressed in Victorian garb with a bowler hat tilted jauntily above my head. A thin, well-groomed mustache upon my thin face. Eyes blue and dancing with laughter, even in the photo. There was an expression in my eyes. Something mysterious, and I knew that the male in the picture hadn’t been staring at the camera, but at someone over the photographer’s shoulder.

I felt Dracula’s nearness and wet my lips. “This was Paul, wasn’t it?”

When he didn’t answer I finally forced myself to tear my gaze away from the Victorian male’s image. The Dark Prince however gazed at the picture with obvious anguish and pain in his eyes.

His jaw was clenched tight and his body stiff as a board.

“You loved him a great deal?”

His eyes finally shifted toward mine and his nostrils were flared. “More than you could fathom.”

“I sense that his death is one of the most painful ones for you. Why?”

Sighing, deeply he turned on his heel and began to slowly walk away. I wasn’t ready to leave Paul yet, but I felt a closeness developing between Dracula and I that I wanted to further explore.

I locked in step with him and just because I needed the comfort of his touch as much as I suspected he needed mine, I grabbed his hand. He was tense for only half a second before I felt him visibly relax. His fingers tightened around mine.

“There were moments in our lives when you were a male, Rose and it never bothered me. I fell in love with your soul, not simply your outward costuming.”

I grinned, feeling weirdly happy to hear him say so.

“And usually it never bothered you either. I mean, there were moments where I had to fight harder to make you believe me when I’d finally reveal our long and convoluted history, but even if we didn’t become lovers we still always kept open communication.”

“Paul didn’t do that?”

He shrugged. “The Victorian age was very repressed. Books and movies make it out to be an idyllic time in history but women were second-rate citizens and men who felt as we did, well… we were so much worse. I could hide, I was a vampire and had the ability to separate myself from that damning influence. But Paul… he was very much a man of his time. Though I knew he loved me, he ultimately rejected me entirely. Cutting me out so completely that it was like I was already dead to him.



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