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"Now To Taste The Rest Of You" . . . from my WIP

Alucard and Sabrina are on the ball room dance floor. I promised this a few days back. Just a peek at a portion of my 3rd book. Keep in mind, Sabrina is on another world...

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We twirled across the floor while I counted in my head . . . one, two, three . . . one, two, three. . . twirl, step . . .

Alucard's lips curled slightly, and I saw a brow arch as he leaned slightly toward me and inhaled.

“Ah, I could grow accustom to this.”

“To what?”

“Come now, Sabrina, surely you jest? You've danced with three men now. Jett is to be married, Skrlock isn't interested in women, but I am very interested. In you.”

“Skrlock is gay?” I blurted, surprised.

Alucard made a little shake of his head, eyes blinking at me. “I beg your pardon?”

“Never mind,” I said, realizing I used a slang word from my world that he couldn't understand. “What are you getting at?”

“We all know that Drakulya has asked you to become his Blood Dame, and you refused him. You're being here tonight suggests that you are offering yourself.”

I stopped dead. “I'm doing no such thing!” My hands went to my waist. At once I felt the corset pinch me suddenly from my movements in the stomach. Scrunching my face in sudden pain, my hand went to my middle. Maybe I'd eaten too much? I wanted to find a place to cut the damned thing off.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Nothing a knife wouldn't take care of.” I couldn't believe women wore these damned things.

“Do you feel faint? May I . . .”

The lightheaded feeling washed over me without warning. I lost my equilibrium and things around me moved oddly. I saw two of everything. This was weird.

Without warning, I tipped toward the floor. Catching me, Alucard took me in his arms and swept me through the dance floor. I heard chuckles, saw faces darting looks at me. I had to guess this happens all the time; women fainting.

Everything went black as we moved through hallways, and then up a sweeping stairs.

When I opened my eyes I was prone, I knew I was in a bed. The room was semi dark, with candlelight, and a fireplace glowing off to the side. I felt something wet slicking along the top of my foot. It tickled. What the hell? My mind wanted to place a dog licking my foot—which was bare, and I was trying to figure out how my shoes had come to be off.

I felt it again, as I came more fully awake, and jerked my foot—the one that was being licked.

A sly chuckle met my stunned ears. “You have delicious feet,” Alucard said.

I realized I was still suffering from whatever drug he had put in the drink I so unwisely chose to drink—stupid, Sabrina, stupid!--I tried to martial my motor skills to jerk my foot away, but then realized with molasses speed, that he held it in one hand. I rose my head enough to look down and met his steel gaze as he licked my toes. I dub thee Asshole.

His mouth opened, and white fangs slid from his dark mouth. A spike of fear tingled around my skull, and then, as he held my gaze, a sudden surge of delicious desire settled deep in my groin. Oh, shit! He was able to enthrall me. Why wasn't the ring working?

My confusion was completely interrupted by the sting of his bite on my tender ankle.

I screamed, initially, as a moment of terror pulled through me, and then was cauterized and became a scream of pleasure. The orgasm throbbed through me and I found myself in a delightful delirium from it.

In one of those Uber-vampire moves, he was suddenly on top of me. I couldn't help my surprised screech.

He laughed as he settled on top of me. “You are as delicious tasting as I thought you'd be. I'll make a fortune from your blood.”

I moved my right hand, wanting to shove the power of the ring in his face before he could get any further with his plans—which I remember seeing in my vision earlier—finding that it was covered by the yards of material of my dress.

As if realizing what I was doing, he caught my hand under the material and held it down. “Oh, no. You'll not be using your magic on me, my dear.” He brought his knees up to hold the dress' material in place and ran his free hands up my sides, then cupped my breasts. He was clearly pleased with my curves. His fingernails raked the flesh (of my breast), and I felt him grab the front of the dress.

“Now to taste the rest of you.”

copyright 2011 by Lorelei Bell

Vampire Article Published

My husband and I needed a little "get away" day, and since we don't work on Mondays, we drove about an hour west, to the town of Oregon,IL, where the scenery becomes a bit more interesting with oak tree forested hills, the limestone cliffs peek from the sides of the narrow roads, and you sort of forget you're in Illinois.

We stopped and ate a crisp apple, which I cut up, and some cheese, by the side of the rushing Rock River, enjoying the sound as we sat there, and the cool autumn morning, while the small locust leaves rained golden, almond-shaped, sized leaves on us.

We ventured to Eagles Nest, a western and Native American shop, to browse, and I simply had to buy something unique for myself.

We went to lunch at the White Pines Restaurant, and looked into reservations for two in December in the individual cabins there for our 22nd anniversary. These are real log cabins, built by the CCC workers after the war. They are nice, cozy cabins with a gas fireplace.

After much going around trying to decide what cabin we could get, and trying to get the Scrooge play and dinner package, while their Internet was down, we got things all settled and eventually came home.

After confirmation over the phone and my e-mail, I went to check other things. Well, well, my article at Frogen Yozert, was accepted and posted. It can be seen @ http://www.fogenyozurt.com/2010/09/the-vampyre-novel-a-historical-account/

The owner of this site is Wilfried Voss, who also owns/runs Copperhill Media, where my vampire novel will be published through. Eventually this will be started up, but I guess I need to wait a little longer for things to go through on this.

Anyway, the title of the article is Vampyre Novels; A History

So, this is my up-date. Visit me over at Lorelei's Muse (link on side bar), and check things out on a weekly, or daily basis, as this is my main post.

Lurking Vampires, Werewolves, etc.

On Friday, I sent out my novel, Vampire Ascendingg on a disk to the publisher. They will get it, no doubt, this coming week sometime.

After the death in my husband's family, of his mother's passing, two weekends ago, we all needed to get into our normal routines, and my writing now means even more to me and my husband than before. His mother, Barb, was also a writer--unpublished--but she was more interested in seeing me get published. And she did, with my first self-published book, Spell of the Black Unicorn, and was so happy about it. I just wish she could have seen this next one published, as well. I miss her soft voice in my ear over the phone, and sometimes I actually still hear it, and this brings tears, as I know I will never have the privilege of speaking to her again while on this plain. I think it's a shame she never could pursue her writing like she'd wanted to. But, we can't change history, no matter how much we want to.

I've been reading Anita Viljoen's book Feeders, which came in mail only yesterday--all the way from Canada, and I've begun reading it. I'm finding it quite interesting, so stay tuned. I'll be reporting on it at my main blog (Lorelei's Muse), when finished. I interviewed her last month, and that can be viewed from Lorelei's Muse, as well. Plus you can go visit Anita's blog, and check it out for yourself--it should be on my blog roll here, below.

Also would like to pick up a new book by Janet Evanovich coming out this month, and it's a fantasy. One of the characters, Diesel, is from her "Between the Numbers" books, and this sounds very good. It's called Wicked Appetite

Speaking of vampires and the like, my favorite time of the year is coming near.

Yep. Halloween. I hope to have my novel ready to go, by then, it would be a treat to have a chance to sell something around Halloween. But, if not, that's fine. There's always next Halloween. I'd be more set up, plus--if all works out--I'll have the sequel out by then.

Very busy with my writer pal, J.L. Jackson, who we swap chapters with, and that's been working out well too. And I'm glad I've the chance to work with her.

Well, gotta get back to the work. More as it happens.