Blog Story – A Drop of Desire (Part 1)
Several authors I know have created stories specially for their blogs, and publish them later as fully fledged works. This is something I have wanted to do for a long time, and today I can reveal that I have finished the first part of my very first blog story. It is named A Drop of Desire, and involves a human named Bryen and a vampire named Cairo.
With a shuddering creak, the door to the bar opened and Bryen stepped through. There was a little drizzle falling around the alleyway, but he did his best to shake his instinct to stay under cover. Bryen knew that needed to get home as quickly as possible. If he didn’t, who knew what the enchanting vampire he had met would do to him next.
It wasn’t to say he didn’t find Cairo attractive, but it definitely felt that their relationship was going too fast. Their encounter had only counted as the first date, and the vampire had drunk some of his blood. What would happen on the second, or even the third? Bryen didn’t want to think about it.
Taking a deep breath through his nose to help brave the storm, Bryen smelled something he didn’t want to sense. Something that smelled remarkably like the remains of the blood Cairo had left on his neck, only it was ten times as pungent.
Forgetting all his fears, Bryen ran forward to try and find the source. He hoped it wasn’t another vampire, because he had enough experience with the undead to last him a lifetime.
As he moved along the alley, the smell grew stronger. If it was someone in need, and not one a supernatural being, they needed help fast. When he turned the nearest corner, Bryen almost tripped over a large dead weight. Steadying himself on a drainpipe, he looked around and saw to his horror, that Leo was slumped face down on the floor, and two large puncture marks had been jabbed into his jugular. Blood had poured around him like a sauce around a prime steak, and several gashes on his wrists added insult to the already grievous wounds.
“Leo!” Bryen shouted, and turned the man so he could see his face.
Almost mercifully, Leo’s facial features had been untouched but his eyes were close to glazing over. He was going to die from the loss of blood, and there was nothing that he could do. Bryen felt his body begin to retch, and large salty tears fell from his eyes. He was so absorbed in his grief, that he didn’t sense the unnatural breeze that blasted through the alleyway. Despite his broken state, Bryen shivered, and was stunned to feel a solid weight rest itself on his shoulder.
Spinning around, he saw the seven foot figure of Cairo holding his hand around his frame. Despite his casanova attitude earlier in the evening, he now looked ready to fight to the death.
“My sapphire, what is wrong?” he asked, his words offering both sympathy and an urgent request.
Bryen was almost too shocked to answer the caring undead man, or to push away the uncomfortable feeling of being given a pet name. He needed someone to rub his back, and tell him it was all just a dream. He needed reassurance that he hadn’t met a gorgeous long haired vampire and fallen in lust with him.
Most of all, Bryen wanted someone to slap his face, and tell him that his best friend wasn’t steps away from death’s door.
Hope you enjoyed the first part of this story. If you did or didn’t, please leave some feedback so I can grow as an author. THe next part should be arriving in the next few days. Thanks for reading!
