The Vampire Lover's Diary (Work In Progress)
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Here is the next instlament of The Vampire Lover's Diary. I've posted it here and on my blog devoted to all of my vampire stories, http://thevampirknights.blogspot.com/ where I am hoping to update this work every couple of days. Please let me know what you think. Enjoy. :)
23rd December, evening.
Roman made me go through the whole story again and again. He wasn't too happy when I casually mentioned the man standing outside in the garden for two nights either.
'I wish you had called me when I asked. You don't realise how much danger you are in. It's not safe for you to be left alone ,' he told me abruptly giving me a look that said he was not convinced I was capable of looking after myself. 'I will stay here with you tonight.'
What??? Now don't get me wrong the man is gorgeous and boy did I want him staying the night but we'd only just met and I'm one of those good boring types who don't jump into bed on the first date. Not that this was one, of course but hell he was forward and I'm not used to that. I'm an old fashioned sort of girl . . .'
'Amanda, relax. I am not inviting myself into your bed,' he said with a small laugh as he towered over me at the back door. 'I will sleep on your sofa.'
I gave him a startled look. He wasn't giving me a choice and I am really sure now that he can bloody read my thoughts.
'I didn't think for one moment that . . .' I blushed and blustered. I felt so embarrassed.
'Not yet anyway,' he added with a grin and a wink.
I was speechless. He laughed again and gently took my arm telling me he was sure Julian would have dinner ready for us now.
'When are you going to tell me why I am in danger?' I demanded.
He gave me a thoughtful look and opened his mouth as though to impart the truth and then thought better of it. He smiled. 'It's just with all of the burglaries and abductions I was telling you about, not to mention the shock you had today and that you have concussion. It isn't safe for you to be alone and as I said we look out for each other on this street. Besides after last night I thought you might be glad of another companion in the house. It might make you sleep better,' he said softly, firmly as though expecting an argument.
I didn't know what to say. So much for my resolve to be independent but I have to admit I craved a decent night's sleep and to my feminist shame I did so relish the prospect of a man being present to fend off any impending danger. Suppose I really am old fashioned. I don't want to be but . . . I nodded and no more was said.
I have to say I enjoyed my evening after that. The food was wonderful. I am not a very good cook and what Julian served up was pure delight. Steak au poivre with French fries , and a crisp green salad. Yum. I hadn't eaten so well in ages. I get rather neglectful of my food when I am writing and tend only to concentrate on feeding my daughter well. I was enjoying my food and the company. My home hadn't felt so warm and safe since I'd moved in. But all of a sudden I kept seeing that poor helpless girl lying there with her half her face ripped away.
I put down my knife and fork unable to wipe the image from my mind, wondering if it would ever leave me alone. I couldn't help wonder who she was? Why she had been in the woods? What she done the night before? Who her mother was??? You get the picture?
I felt Roman's hand on my arm.
'What happened to the girl I found in the woods? I've never seen anything like that before. And who do you think was following me and why? And come to mention it Roman, why were you suddenly there?' I couldn't help it. I felt compelled to ask. There were so many unanswered questions and both he and Julian had done their best to evade giving me proper answers.
I didn't miss the uneasy look Roman's identical twin Julian gave him.
'The police think she has been savaged by some wild animal. I can't believe they accepted that idea so easily. Here in Peachum? It isn't like we live in Kenya or somewhere and a lion....' Then it struck me. I stopped dead feeling an icy shiver quiver along my spine. 'That animal, that dog, no that wolf at my door last night and the man,' I gulped. 'You think that's what killed her? You think that is what is going to happen to me? What if my daughter had been here? I don't understand. Why me?'
I could hear the hysteria rising in my voice. 'What is it that you aren't telling me? What's happening?'
Roman caught my hands in his and covered them, squeezing them tightly for reassurance. He made sure he captured my gaze and held my attention.
'First of all I am not going to allow anything to happen to you or your daughter. You are safe and under my protection and Julian's. But I cannot lie to you any longer. There is something I must tell you, Amanda. Something you will find hard to digest. You are special, different to the other women that you know and I believe a part of you will have always known that,' he paused lifting one of his hands away from the tight clasp in which he held mine to gently wipe a tear that had dropped from my eye unchecked. I tried to move away embarrassed but he held my hands fast. There was no escape from his tight grip as he continued his speech.
'Unfortunately there are some men in this world who wish to possess you because of your wonderful difference and others who want to tear you apart for it,' he informed me in his warm gentle voice. 'Let me explain.'
Here is the next instlament of The Vampire Lover's Diary. I've posted it here and on my blog devoted to all of my vampire stories, http://thevampirknights.blogspot.com/ where I am hoping to update this work every couple of days. Please let me know what you think. Enjoy. :)
23rd December, evening.
Roman made me go through the whole story again and again. He wasn't too happy when I casually mentioned the man standing outside in the garden for two nights either.
'I wish you had called me when I asked. You don't realise how much danger you are in. It's not safe for you to be left alone ,' he told me abruptly giving me a look that said he was not convinced I was capable of looking after myself. 'I will stay here with you tonight.'
What??? Now don't get me wrong the man is gorgeous and boy did I want him staying the night but we'd only just met and I'm one of those good boring types who don't jump into bed on the first date. Not that this was one, of course but hell he was forward and I'm not used to that. I'm an old fashioned sort of girl . . .'
'Amanda, relax. I am not inviting myself into your bed,' he said with a small laugh as he towered over me at the back door. 'I will sleep on your sofa.'
I gave him a startled look. He wasn't giving me a choice and I am really sure now that he can bloody read my thoughts.
'I didn't think for one moment that . . .' I blushed and blustered. I felt so embarrassed.
'Not yet anyway,' he added with a grin and a wink.
I was speechless. He laughed again and gently took my arm telling me he was sure Julian would have dinner ready for us now.
'When are you going to tell me why I am in danger?' I demanded.
He gave me a thoughtful look and opened his mouth as though to impart the truth and then thought better of it. He smiled. 'It's just with all of the burglaries and abductions I was telling you about, not to mention the shock you had today and that you have concussion. It isn't safe for you to be alone and as I said we look out for each other on this street. Besides after last night I thought you might be glad of another companion in the house. It might make you sleep better,' he said softly, firmly as though expecting an argument.
I didn't know what to say. So much for my resolve to be independent but I have to admit I craved a decent night's sleep and to my feminist shame I did so relish the prospect of a man being present to fend off any impending danger. Suppose I really am old fashioned. I don't want to be but . . . I nodded and no more was said.
I have to say I enjoyed my evening after that. The food was wonderful. I am not a very good cook and what Julian served up was pure delight. Steak au poivre with French fries , and a crisp green salad. Yum. I hadn't eaten so well in ages. I get rather neglectful of my food when I am writing and tend only to concentrate on feeding my daughter well. I was enjoying my food and the company. My home hadn't felt so warm and safe since I'd moved in. But all of a sudden I kept seeing that poor helpless girl lying there with her half her face ripped away.
I put down my knife and fork unable to wipe the image from my mind, wondering if it would ever leave me alone. I couldn't help wonder who she was? Why she had been in the woods? What she done the night before? Who her mother was??? You get the picture?
I felt Roman's hand on my arm.
'What happened to the girl I found in the woods? I've never seen anything like that before. And who do you think was following me and why? And come to mention it Roman, why were you suddenly there?' I couldn't help it. I felt compelled to ask. There were so many unanswered questions and both he and Julian had done their best to evade giving me proper answers.
I didn't miss the uneasy look Roman's identical twin Julian gave him.
'The police think she has been savaged by some wild animal. I can't believe they accepted that idea so easily. Here in Peachum? It isn't like we live in Kenya or somewhere and a lion....' Then it struck me. I stopped dead feeling an icy shiver quiver along my spine. 'That animal, that dog, no that wolf at my door last night and the man,' I gulped. 'You think that's what killed her? You think that is what is going to happen to me? What if my daughter had been here? I don't understand. Why me?'
I could hear the hysteria rising in my voice. 'What is it that you aren't telling me? What's happening?'
Roman caught my hands in his and covered them, squeezing them tightly for reassurance. He made sure he captured my gaze and held my attention.
'First of all I am not going to allow anything to happen to you or your daughter. You are safe and under my protection and Julian's. But I cannot lie to you any longer. There is something I must tell you, Amanda. Something you will find hard to digest. You are special, different to the other women that you know and I believe a part of you will have always known that,' he paused lifting one of his hands away from the tight clasp in which he held mine to gently wipe a tear that had dropped from my eye unchecked. I tried to move away embarrassed but he held my hands fast. There was no escape from his tight grip as he continued his speech.
'Unfortunately there are some men in this world who wish to possess you because of your wonderful difference and others who want to tear you apart for it,' he informed me in his warm gentle voice. 'Let me explain.'
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