Sunday Snippet: Vampire Edition

In just a couple of weeks I’ll be taking part in the Summer Book Crush. Forty or Fifty authors have banded together for a blog hop and sale, and every one of us is offering a book for the screamin’ deal of $0.99. My novella A Vampire’s Deadly Delight will be available at the sale price, and so to whet your whistle, I thought I’d feature it in the next few Sunday Snippets. This week’s offering is the first chapter in the book, in which Kristen finds herself in a bit of a pickle…

Alternate cover art for A Vampire’s Deadly Delight, created by my sister, Liza Rancourt-Fenimore.

So when I came to, I was handcuffed to a bed. Someone had used old-fashioned metal cuffs—one on each limb—pinning me spread-eagle. All I could hear was the sound of my own heart pounding. The only illumination came from a single small candle. I rocked my head back to see what was behind me. The sickly light reflected off the twists and curves of an old brass headboard. Underneath me was what felt like a down comforter with a silky cover, and I was glad I’d worn a long dress to work, because even though the loose, orange cotton made my round body look a bit like a pumpkin, I couldn’t feel any inappropriately naked flesh. My feet were bare and I felt pretty green, but I had underpants on and whoever tied me up had left my bifocals, um, I mean, my progressive lenses in place. At least I’d be able to see whatever was coming to get me.