Cornered by vampires with no escape. An excerpt from Big Crimson 3.

In my BIG CRIMSON horror trilogy, a young man named Kyle comes to the aide of teenage Jim when the latter is being brutally beaten by what appears to be a much bigger bully. When the attacker turns on Kyle, he kills him in self-defense, only to discover that he has stepped right into the middle of a feud between two vampires and that now he is a target of the blood drinkers as well. On the upside, he now has a new best friend in a creature of the night, and Jim vows to repay the debt he owes to a mortal.

The following is an excerpt the third book in my vampire horror trilogy, BIG CRIMSON 3: BLOOD WILL TELL, where my main protagonists, Kyle and his vampire best bud, Jim, have been cornered on the top of a building by the evil Little Angel and her family of slackers turned bloodsuckers.

An excerpt from BIG CRIMSON 3: BLOOD WILL TELL:


Kyle spied a fourth figure crawling over the edge of the roof just as Jim and he were jointly bemoaning their sudden misfortune in being cornered atop the administration building by Little Angel and her own personal clan. He recognized her as the girlfriend of the store clerk, the one who’d come to Brett’s apartment in the middle of the night looking for a drink, and now here she was back with her main dude and his slacker buds. And Kyle had to admit, joining the ranks of the Undead was a real improvement. He’d seen Beau, Brian, and Lloyd around the Quick Mart at one time or another, seen the dazed and bored looks on their faces, seen the slouching walk and shuffling feet, and caught the attitude of total indifference that came from knowing tomorrow would be absolutely no different from today or yesterday; now their features were honed with desire, their eyes alive with the yearning for blood. Even if they did not move with the experienced litheness of Little Angel, the store clerk, the girlfriend, and the rest now possessed a nimbleness totally absent from their mortal existence.

“You’ve been a pair of bad little boys,” Little Angel purred as she stood on top of an AC unit, “running away like that. I think it’s time somebody got a spanking.” Her clan edged closer, showing their fangs.

To Kyle’s embarrassment, Jim stepped between the vampires and him. “Back off, you shitty little bitch,” he ordered. “You’re in the deep end here, and I don’t think your pack of whining brats has learned to swim with the big dogs yet.”

Little Angel let out a shrill cackle. “Big dogs! You make me laugh. Luther will stake you down in the dirt before dawn and let the sun do its worst.”

The Quick Mart clerk, Jason, advanced like he was ten feet tall. “We can take this bastard here and now,” he said, fangs gleaming. “No need for Luther to get his hands dirty.”

Jim met this challenge by baring his own fangs and snarling. Jason reacted by jumping backward as though a snapping Doberman were going for his testicles.

Little Angel pointed a finger straight at Kyle. “He’s the one we want. He killed my Maker.” There was real hatred in her voice.

Kyle spoke without thinking. “Damn right I did.” But he wasn’t sorry.

This clearly pushed Little Angel’s button. “When Luther guts your carcass,” she shrieked, “I will rip the beating heart from your chest and piss on it!”

Jim turned on her. “You lay one hand on my friend,” he said, “and it’ll be your heart that gets ripped out, right here and now. Hear me, bitch? Do you?”

It was Beau, one of the slackers, who leaped to her defense. “Don’t you talk to Little Angel like that!” he shouted and rushed at Jim. There was a blur of movement, and then Beau was lying on the roof.

Jim glared at the vampires still on their feet. “Who wants to be next?”

To Kyle’s surprise, Carrie stepped in front of Jason and sneered. “I’m not staying up on this fuckin’ Goddamn roof in this fuckin’ Goddamn prison the rest of the fuckin’ Goddamn night. There are four of us, and there’s two of them. Do the math! Stop acting like pussies and get it done.” She was wearing tight jeans and a tee shirt that showed off her high beams, and if it wasn’t for that pair of fangs she was flashing, Kyle would have thought her hot in a trashy way.

Her words seemed to stiffen the spines of her fellow vampires. Beau got to his feet and joined the others as they spread out in an attempt to form a circle, causing Jim to watch himself on all sides. He made a backing motion with his hand, and Kyle found himself retreating to avoid being surrounded. The only problem: they were going to run out of roof very quickly—then what?

The vampires focused their fury on Jim.
“Hey, 1957 called,” quipped Lloyd, “it wants its hair back.” He made a feint at Jim and then ducked out of reach.

“You’ll be playing cards with Elvis soon,” said Brian as he weaved with new-found agility. “You knew he was dead, didn’t you?”

“What you gonna do all day,” said a now-recovered Beau, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, “when you get to that big American Graffiti in the sky?”

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