The Awakened by Sara Elizabeth Santana

Author:Sara Elizabeth Santana [Santana, Sara Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B017AD8K9W
Publisher: Oftomes Publishing
Published: 2015-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

I WAS WEARING A HOOP skirt in my dream, reminiscent of the beautiful dresses Vivian Leigh wore as Scarlett O’Hara in Gone with the Wind. I was at St. Joseph’s again, at the dance, but instead of apples hanging from the branches, there were peaches, and they dripped sweet nectar all over the floor. My satin slippers stuck to the floor as I made my way through the courtyard, lifting my overwhelming skirts. I could feel the pain of the tight corset around me and winced.

“Miss Valentine, would you extend me the honor of being my partner for this dance?”

I turned, my skirt swishing around me, to find Ash standing in front of me, like always. He was dressed differently though, in the high waist trousers and coat of an old southern gentleman. He took my hands in his, led me out to the dance floor and pulled me into a proper waltz with a respectable distance between us, nothing like the dance we had shared at the Strictly Take-Out concert.

“Do you love me, Miss Valentine?” he asked, his voice echoing in the room. “Could you possibly love me?”

“Why are you calling me that?” I asked, my head tilted to the side in confusion. The classmates around me, dancing with us, started chanting my name, softly, as they danced in unison with us.

“I love you, Zoey Valentine,” Ash said, ignoring my question and looking down at me with absolutely adoration. “There is no other girl in this world but you.”

I frowned but let him lead me around the dance floor. I looked around me and noticed that the skin tones of my classmates were a distinct blue shade. I gasped, watching as they sunk their teeth into each other, devouring pieces of flesh before resuming their careful steps, as if there wasn’t blood dripping down their chins, as if this was completely normal. I looked back up at Ash, who was grinning down at me, each one of his teeth filed into a perfect, gleaming point.

I pushed myself away from him, horrified. His quick hands came out to me, latching onto one of my arms, and he dragged me back to him. “Don’t leave me, Miss Valentine,” he begged, his voice a chilling echo.

“Leave me alone,” I pleaded, trying to pull my arm free of his grip. “Please. Leave me alone.”

“I can’t,” he said mournfully, his fingers tracing circles on my skin. He lowered his head to my wrist, sinking his sharp teeth into the skin there. Blood pooled around his mouth, and I screamed. A moan escaped his lips, a moan of pleasure, and I felt it up and down my spine. He captured my skin in his mouth again, tearing at the flesh there, and I woke up screaming.

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