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The next blog stop: February 9 – Read My Mind
Welcome to The Wormhole and my day on the tour.
It is my pleasure to feature:
A Vampire's Deadly Delight by Liv Rancourt.
Liv Rancourt is a writer of speculative fiction and romance. She lives in Seattle with her husband, two teenagers, two cats and one wayward puppy. Writing stories that have happy endings is a good way to balance her work in the neonatal intensive care unit, and she is thrilled to be publishing her first novella with Black Opal Books. Liv can be found on-line at her website (www.livrancourt.com), her blog (www.liv-rancourt.blogspot.com), on Facebook (www.facebook.com/liv.rancourt), or on Twitter (www.twitter.com/LivRancourt).
Excerpt for your reading pleasure:
“Vivienne, what is this?” The voice was deep, resonant, a perfect match for the man who came through the door. He was a modern update of a classic Greek hero, square jaw, strong nose, close-cropped golden curls and all. But—and this is significant—he smelled. Vampire. Dried meat left too long in the back cupboard mixed with old dirt and a hint of manure. Vampire.
This I could deal with.
I felt the change begin as soon as my mind registered his scent. My body got soft, like it was melting, and my legs stretched, shoulders broadened, and pudgy curves shifted into more strategic locations. My frizzy hair even calmed down, falling into loose waves that framed my temporary cheekbones.
I wasn’t Kristen anymore. I was Jai, a vampire’s most deadly delight.
“You have loosed an asp in our bower,” the vampire said softly.
Vivienne gasped. The chains snapped easily when I tugged at them. I was much stronger than Kristen.
“Your associates need to do better research, Shakespeare,” I said, as I pried the cuffs from my wrists.
They clanked onto the stone floor. I swung my legs around so I was sitting on the edge of the bed. I didn’t need Kristen’s bifocals, so the glasses were gone. I stood up in knee-high boots with what felt like 4-inch stilettos. I’ve always loved high heels. I think. My memory’s not so great.
Kristen’s pumpkin dress had morphed into a little peach-colored cotton top and pair of denim Daisy Dukes that put my flat tummy on proud display.
Nobody moved for a second while I worked off the ankle cuffs and adjusted my top. It would never do to flash The Girls at a dead guy before it was time.
“Dude, what’s up?” I stalked towards him in a barely controlled surge of energy, letting those four inch heels put a sinuous swing into my step.
Vivienne held the candle, frozen in place. “I swear I did not know, Master.”
The vampire was trying to poke holes in me with his eyes. I walked right up to him, pressing The Girls lightly into his chest. In my heels, I had maybe an inch on him, so I
angled my gaze down until I met his amber eyes.
He didn’t move, which was a little strange. Most vampires couldn’t keep their hands off me, pawing at me like drunken high-school boys as soon as they got close enough.
“Don’t you like me, Shakespeare?” I purred, my lips nearly touching his cheekbone.
“I will ask you but once, Jai. Please take a step back.”
“Whoa, Shakespeare, no fair. You know my name, now you have to tell me yours.”
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