Crave: Tales of Vampire Romance Boxed Set

Estimated reading time: 3 – 4 minutes

*waves* Hey Everyone! As you probably saw in the last post “Devil’s Descent II: impure” is in “Crave: Tales of Vampire Romance Boxed Set” and I’m super-excited to share the blurb and links! It’s currently on sale for $.99 so be sure to snap it up for all vampire yumminess you could want.

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Her Vampire Mate by Tabitha Conall – Werewolf Jennalynn discovers the perfect way to ruin a job…find out her competition is her mate. And worse, a vampire. Thrown together, they team up, not knowing that hidden danger lurks.

Her Bark His Bite by A.E. Grace – Lillian doesn’t believe in monsters… but vampires exist. One of them turned a child. She vows to hunt him down! Allied with a gorgeous vampire, she never expects to start falling in love with him…

Devil’s Descent II: Impure by Claudia D. Christian – Lily Walker is contemplating murder. Pureblood vampire Julian Douglas is contemplating the same. Both will realize love and hate aren’t so simple when obsession itself can’t be killed so easily…

The Blood of Angels by Selena Kitt – Everything you’ve ever heard about fairies, angels and vampires is wrong. Zeph knows what he is, but Sam doesn’t have a clue. She’s about to find out the brightest lights cast the darkest shadows.

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Thrall by Abigail Graham – Christine is a vampiric thrall without a master. By night she hunts, by day she hides, and with every setting of the sun hope slips further away until a mysterious stranger claims her as his own

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Devil’s Descent III: divided Sneak Peek #5

Estimated reading time: 3 – 5 minutes

Devil's Descent 1-3 Omnibus Cover

It’s been much too long, hasn’t it? I’m such a pokey writer and I’m always working on several projects and then new ones pop up. *whew* Anyways, here’s another snippet for Lily and Julian. Remember, this is a rough draft so changes may occur in the final version. I hope you all enjoy. :)

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Julian rocked back on his heels, noting how easily Lily shed her clothes in his presence. He would’ve liked it better if she was naked, but this was enjoyable as well. Satisfaction trickled through his desiccated heart as he studied the very nice backside of his little toy. What Lily lacked in height she more than made up in proportion. Her lush body once more made a strong case to sway him against the slim, elongated lines he had always preferred.

Lily was built to be a concubine. She just doesn’t know it yet.

His hands quickly itched to touch her. Julian imagined pushing Lily to the ground. He pictured the look in her eyes and grew hard from imagination. Innocent madness lit within, red mouth parted in wonder as he entered her body one thick inch at a time, all serving to make his dark girl the loveliest he’d ever had the pleasure of bedding.

Lily, fucking you is going to be worth all of this. I’ll make you crave me so that it doesn’t matter how I fuck you—as long as I do. You’re a born masochist, darling, and it’s going to be so rewarding to show you how far I can take you.

Julian approached her, eyes hooded and lust pulling his nerves taut. She stiffened before continuing her movements. Lily’s dress was on, cinching her tiny waist and flaring out along her gorgeous hips. Her arms were at broken angles as she maneuvered the zipper. He reached out and brushed her fingers aside.

“Let me, darling.”

Lily took a second to answer, face stubbornly away from his gaze. “Sure.”

Julian closed his eyes, safe from her eerie stare, and slowly zipped her shut. Immense pleasure overtook him. Julian wished to be responsible for dressing and undressing her from that point on. He could adorn Lily in stockings, dresses, and heels for weeks to come. She’d have a different outfit for each hour, all chosen and worn solely for his favor. Julian would also buy jewels for her hair along with dainty netted hats.

He’d spoil her for sure. It would be a dark delight for as long as she lasted. His fangs lengthened, pricking his lips as his hands settled low on her hips.

“Julian?”

He purred in answer.

“What are you doing?”

Her voice, tiny and tight as he imagined her cunt to be, thrummed high. Julian discomforted Lily with his closeness. He could be merciful and do something nasty to her. Perhaps yank her hair or scratch her smooth skin with a claw. Lily responded well to his vicious teasing. It set her firm on the path she thought she wanted to take towards him.

Stupid girl has a death wish.

Julian’s lips parted. He scented her. Lily’s essence entered his body, communicating with him in a way words could never fully explain. His eyelids drifted shut. This little female bedeviled him with her disrespect, temper, and with just being her.

So why was he so drawn to Lily? Why did he just want to stand here forever, at peace and in silence, no poisonous words dripping with malice running the current between them? Madness edged every bit of their interactions so that should be enough for him to keep distance.

Yet, here he was standing behind her simply holding onto her body. Not breaking her neck, not draining her for the sheer pleasure of feeding.

Lily Walker was a dangerous pill to take.

Devil’s Descent III Sneak Peak #4 & Omnibus Cover

Estimated reading time: 4 – 6 minutes

Hey Everyone!

I wanted to share another DDIII snippet and to show off the compilation cover for Devil’s Descent I, II, III. Nice, huh? (Note: The cover may be adjusted further before print but I’m pretty sure this is it.) I just love Lily’s little face! I plan on releasing each part separately in ebook and print and one with all three parts together. Very much looking forward to it.

So here’s another snippet for Lily and Julian. Remember, this is a rough draft so changes may occur in the final version. I hope you all enjoy. 🙂

“Do you finally obey me without a prolonged debate?”

“You got lucky this time.” Lily cocked her head and smiled. “Time is ticking, Julian. We really have to hurry.”

“Truer words have never been spoken.” Julian reached out to adjust the water. Once satisfied, he held the washcloth beneath the tub’s faucet while keeping one hand on Lily’s knee. He balled the soaked cotton in his hand, squeezing it several times, until it dripped slightly. “Close your eyes, darling.”

Lily tilted her head back. Julian gently ran the hot cloth across her face. He paid special attention to her closed eyes and mouth. Her shoulders relaxed and she found it easier to let her hands grip his leg for support.

“Does it feel nice, sweet?”

“Very.” Lily heard his smile and felt his goodwill through the careful strokes across her cheeks.

“Good.”

Julian rinsed the cloth many times, making Lily wonder just how bad she must’ve looked. She avoided looking at herself in the mirror just for that reason.

“Julian?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Do you like taking care of me like this?” Julian stopped washing her neck. Lily clenched her eyes shut and said in a rush, “I mean do you really like it when I don’t fight you? When I’m…well…I mean, when I’m not such a bitch?”

“Perish the thought Lily loses all her spine.”

“So is that a no?”

Julian chuckled. “Continue as you are and you’ll find me quite accommodating.”

Lily peeked at him from beneath slit lashes. His exquisitely beautiful face was so close to hers. Familiar yet different. Same face, different person. She braved touching his chin. “I can almost forget you were ever anything different than who you are now.”

“Thank you, darling.” Julian rinsed the cloth out.

“How can you be so different? My other life with you seems like a dream, something I can barely remember even though I know I should.”

“Do you really need those memories?”

“I guess not,” she sighed. “All it does is divides me. That can’t be good.”

Julian ran the warm cloth over her face one final time. “There, all better. Now all we just have to do something with your hair and you’re done. But before that…” He tilted Lily’s head back and warned sternly, “Don’t use the Spirit again for this or I’ll take you over my knee.”

Lily’s mouth dropped open in shock. “You’re threatening to spank me!”

“It’s not a threat. It’s a promise.” Julian smoothed the backs of his fingers against her cheek. “You know how bad it is for you to use that power now, don’t you?”

“There’s a lot of bad things I do. Seeing you is one of them. Should I stop that as well?”

“You can try, but it will be an exercise in futility.”

“Really? Well, my whole life has been an exercise in futility.”

“Perhaps, but I suggest you not try it, darling.” Julian kissed her forehead before gathering the tiny girl in his arms. “Now, no more using the Spirit when we fight.”

Lily felt the familiar pulse from the Spirit. Her brow creased in confusion.

“What is it, darling?”

“It appears She agrees.”

“Of course she does. She wants to continue using you as a meat suit.”

Lily expected the Spirit to show her displeasure at Julian’s disrespectful words. All she received was silence.

“Huh. Well, ain’t that a bitch.”

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Devil’s Descent III: divided Sneak Peek #3

Estimated reading time: 3 – 4 minutes

Hey Everyone! Miss Krissy needs her DDIII fix so I’m very happy to oblige. 😉 It is a rough draft so please excuse the messiness. PS. I really, really want to get this out this year so just know I’m working hard to make that happen.

“How could you be so stupid? You were almost cut in half, you idiot!” Julian hissed in Lily’s ear as he hauled the near-dead girl up to her feet.

Blood seeped poison-thick from her chalky lips. Lily laughed, a terrible gurgle vibrating in her throat as the price for misplaced mirth. “I’m not stupid. Things like this happen.” Lily pitched forward and braced herself to hit the ground. She clenched her fists, keeping the sword handles firmly within her grasp. Julian caught her with his forearm before the gravel could dig into her face.

“Be quiet.” Julian pressed his hand against her back. He felt the hard splint of bone. Spitefulness made him prod the torn muscles longer than needed. Lily didn’t respond. “Did you feel that?”

Draped across his arm, Lily closed her eyes, wanting to give into the pull singing so sweetly from the lake. She imagined the peace to be found settled at the bottom, the living world a dream of filtered light and monotonous current.

Fire speared her, pinning her firmly this side of death.

“Goddamnit!” Lily drove her elbow into Julian’s kidney, taking instinctual care to make it an attention-grabbing move versus a debilitating one. “Did you just poke the back of my lungs?”

“No, but close.” Julian pulled his hand out of her back. Her warm blood painted it like an imperfect crimson glove. “Next time I ask you a question, kindly answer it. Unlike you, I don’t speak just to hear the sound of my voice.”

Lily drove her swords into the ground and used them as leverage to push her body off him. “What are you doing here anyways?”

“Taking you home.”

“No!” Lily yanked her blades out. She suffered every millimeter it took to sheath them. Shallow breaths competed for the dwindling energy to speak. “Go away, Julian. I don’t need you.”

The vampire’s eyes burned red as the fresh blood dripping from her slashed open back. “Lily, your suicidal attempts to try my patience will one night get you exactly what you deserve. Now listen to me carefully, darling. We’re going home before you damage yourself further. Now be a good girl and take my hand.”

“I said no.” Lily tried to wipe the blood off her lips. A thick smear marred her chin and stretched across her unnaturally pale cheek. “I’m not trying to be rude, Julian. I just can’t go home right now.”

“Lily, I’m not asking.”

She jumped back from him, nearly using all of her remaining energy. Staggering against an oak tree, Lily choked down a scream as her raw back made contact with the ridged bark. “My mama…she can’t see me like this…not until…”

“I’m not always a monster, darling.” Julian flashed before her, pinning her against the tree. “All you had to do was explain.”

Lily closed her eyes. His scent brought warmth. “You smell nice.”

“I disagree. I smell rather disgusting. I smell like your death.”

She smiled, daring to lean her head against his chest. “No. You smell wonderful.”

Julian tugged on her ponytail. “It’s rather endearing to hear such pretty words from your mouth for a change.”

“It is, isn’t it?”

Devil’s Descent II: impure update 7-17-10

Estimated reading time: 3 – 4 minutes

“She is undoubtedly incarnation of the word defined.”

Rachel inhaled deeply before calling his name. “Lord Douglas?”

“Yes, Mrs. Walker?”

“I mean what I said. I will do my best to keep from interfering with you two as long as Lily isn’t forced into anything she doesn’t want to do.”

“I understand.”

“All I ask is that you keep her from getting pregnant.”

Julian was far beyond the ability to blush. He had spent many a conversation with forthright mothers in his time before Ian. He also didn’t doubt this was the source of Lily’s bluntness.

“I will not impregnate your daughter, Mrs. Walker. You have my word.”

“Good. I would hate for her to go the way of her grandmother and father.”

“Oh?” Julian had the good manners not to press but was indeed curious to hear the details. Lily never shared much with Ian in regards to her family.

“Dahlia wasn’t supposed to get pregnant by Stephan’s father. Nephilim debated on whether to put her and her unborn child to death.”

“Lily’s grandfather is very powerful to have kept that from happening.”

“He is.”

“May I ask who her grandfather is?”

“Anteros.”

Julian cocked his head in faint surprise. “Indeed.”

“Yes. Perhaps then you can understand Lily’s…” Rachel glanced at her sleeping daughter, as if she expected to see the correct word floating above her head.”

“Vehemence?”

“Yes. Vehemence. Perhaps you can understand Lily’s vehemence over why she lost you. Of course, not you as you are now but as you were. Righteous anger at love’s rejection is ingrained in her blood.”

“I can see that now. I consider myself most lucky Anteros cannot strike me down—especially in how I conducted myself with Lily recently.”

“Yes, you are very lucky.”

“Thank you for taking me in your confidence, Mrs. Walker.”

“You’re welcome.”

Julian bowed low. “If you don’t mind, I will be taking my leave of you both.”

“Of course. Let me show you to the door.”

“Please don’t inconvenience yourself. I can see myself out.”

“Very well. Good night, Lord Douglas.”

“Good night, Mrs. Walker.”

“Oh, Lord Douglas?”

“I take it you have Lily’s dress?”

“Yes.”

“Please return it back as quickly as you can. It belonged to Lily’s grandmother and it’s one of her favorites.”

“Consider it done.” Julian bowed again. He walked out of the room and quickly made his way outside. Once settled in his car, Julian’s busy mind sifted through the night’s events. He wondered if he had misstepped in regards to courting Lily.

No. I didn’t. I need to be close to her again. It’s the only way to take what’s mine—her life.

Julian regarded the seat next to him. Lily’s scent lay heavy over the leather. He had to admit it was pleasing. He also had to admit much of the night was very pleasing.

I ended up fucking you, Lily. I fucked you over. We’ll see just how much farther I can do this before I send you to the bottom of that lake.

He smiled.

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Devil’s Descent II update 6-29-10

Estimated reading time: 4 – 6 minutes

She sliced him a wicked smile. “Better white trash than what you are.”

“Put the brick down, Lily.”

“Oh, I have every intention of doing so.”

“I’m sure,” he drawled. “Is this our foreplay, darling?”

“We left that a long time ago.”

“Really. Hmm…so I take it we’re ready to go to the next step then?”

“What do you think?”

Julian eyed her lacy black bra with matching panties, garters, and torn stockings. “I think you look like a delicious mess. I think your mind is even more of a mess. In other words, I think you’re insane, Lily, and I look forward to seeing what kind of a lover that will make you. Will I be able to trust you in my bed or will I have to chain you to make sure you don’t try to stake me?”

Lily’s impudent courage faltered. Her cheeks bloomed with dangerous wonder. “I’m not crazy. You are.”

“Maybe I am. I wonder what that will mean for our courtship.”

Her hand loosened. The brick fell to the ground in a clatter of gravel. She had no words.

“I’m so glad you chose not to send that into my windshield.”

“My dress.”

“What?”

“I just wanted my dress back.”

One brow arched at the small, baby voice. “Whatever for, darling?”

“You can’t have it.”

“I don’t want it.”

“I know you don’t.” Her eyes unfocused. “I couldn’t chance you doing something to that dress just because you’re mad at me.”

“I wouldn’t have done anything unsavory to that dress, Lily. And I’m not mad at you.”

“Yes, you are. You’re always mad at me. That’s okay. I’m always mad at me too.” Lily’s legs crumpled and she fell to the ground in a heap.

Julian whistled a jaunty tune as he slowly made his way over to the unconscious girl. He nudged her with his shoe. “Out for the count, hmm?” Julian picked Lily up. Cradling her in his arms, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You are a mess, Lily. Eventually, I will have to clean you up. Until then…”

Julian entered the Walker home. He walked up the stairs, remembering exactly where Lily’s room was. Once he slipped her shoes off, Julian put Lily to bed as tenderly as a parent, even making sure to tuck the comforter beneath her chin.

“What happened?”

Julian smoothed Lily’s hair off her brow before facing Rachel. “The Spirit forced her into sleep.”

Silence weighted the air. Lily’s mother re-crossed her arms. “It’s already started, hasn’t it?”

The vampire had no taste for games with worried mothers. He answered her directly. “Yes. The Spirit’s trying to hold onto Lily as long as she can. Lily will probably be sleeping more than she’s awake.”

“How long?”

Julian observed her worried expression. He analyzed just how much detail he could share before Rachel’s composure crashed. “How long Lily will be sleeping at a time?”

“No. How much longer before…before…the Spirit has to let her go?”

Julian held his right hand in left, palms down and posture utterly respectful. “Six weeks.”

“Six?” The air slammed out of her. “Are you sure?”

“Not completely.”

“How sure?”

“Ninety-nine percent.”

Rachel’s head bobbed as if on a lazy current. “You just know this because?”

“Because it’s one of my bloodline’s…” Julian paused, eating the word “talent” only to replace it with, “…abilities. I can predict it with near-perfect accuracy.”

“And the one percent?”

“Fate will always have her way.”

“Mmm. Maybe Fate will take her one percent this time.”

“Maybe.” His smile sought to soothe the doubting sting his answer caused.

“I’m not blind you know.”

“Pardon?”

“The way you look at her. It’s how Stephan looked at me.”

Julian wondered at to answer her without the benefit of lies when she surprised him.

“You both looked liked you’d rather kill us than feel what you were feeling.”

“Ah. I’m transparent then.”

Rachel’s grin reminded him of her daughter’s. “Just a bit.”

He thought the question but it flew away before he could cage it. “Why did you agree to letting me court Lily?”

“Could I have stopped you? Or her?”

Julian tipped his head. “No, I can’t say that you could.”

“I believe in Fate, Lord Douglas. Sometimes it’s all that’s kept me from breaking to pieces. There’s a reason why you haven’t left yet. I’m willing to bet this farm Lily’s a big part of that.”

Agitation made him lift his chin in defiance. “My reasons are many.”

“I’m sure they are.”

Julian studied the armoire crouched against the wall like a woodland guardian. “You’re wise beyond your years, Mrs. Walker.”

“Pain has a way of transforming one.”

“That it does.” His voice gentled like the sweetest sigh. “So does vengeance.”

Rachel came into the room. “Lily never meant you harm.”

“Madam, I am afraid to inform you don’t know your daughter as well as you think. Just minutes ago I had to ponder whether she was going to throw a brick into my car or against my head.”

Their shared laughter echoed softly. “She is a spitfire that’s for sure.”

Devil’s Descent II update 5-24-10

Estimated reading time: 3 – 4 minutes

Lily collapsed to a few inches of skin. His tongue rasped over and over again, tasting the hard bit of flesh with a vulgar smile. She hissed and moaned his name. Lily thrashed, half-mad from Julian’s vampire blood and Julian himself.

He pulled his shirt up over her head, leaving Lily exposed to his dead stare.

“Are you going to eat me now, Julian?”

“Not yet. You’re not my food.”

“Then what am I?” Lily’s legs shook with periodic regularity.

“My trophy. My whore. My cunt. My halo.”

Her stomach roiled in delirious disgust. “I’m your angel now?”

“No. My noose.” Julian’s finger slid down her side. He watched the muscles coil and quiver helplessly. “Pull down your panties, Lily. Let me see my pussy.”

Her neck splotched in embarrassment. “No. I don’t want to do that. Not yet.”

“No?” Julian cocked his head. The fringe of his hair dipped low over his brow. His gold stare promised punishment. “We’re past these push and pull games, Lily. I want to see your pussy and I want you show her to me. Do it.”

Lily resisted the urge to look away. She ignored the confused lust birthed at Julian’s vicious command. “I said no.”

“Isn’t this what you always wanted, Lily?” Julian sidled closer. He breathed in her ear. “I know you hated the kind, considerate lover Ian promised to be. I’m giving you what you want.”

Lily’s temper flared nastily. “Typically girls like a bit of seduction before being assaulted with cussing and orders. Hell, Julian! I thought you were some notch to put on my belt. Guess I was wrong. I can get better from—”

Julian’s hand rested on her mound. “Finish that sentence and I’ll strangle you.” He tasted the corner of her mouth. His tongue teased it, withdrawing when she sighed in plaintive need. “Don’t tell me how to seduce you, Lily. I already know what you need.”

Her arms arched up as he cupped her harder. Lily couldn’t help but feel that this was wrong. Where was the love and kindness? Respect? Affection? Something better than being treated like…

Like a whore.

“Do you talk to Nicole like this?”

Julian’s fingers crept to the bottom of her underwear. “Of course not. She’s not dirty like you.”

Lily exploded. Her fist slammed against his ear. Julian stumbled for a few feet. Too enraged to wonder if her strength was a result of a vampire high or the Spirit, Lily yanked his shirt off. She threw it at him with a curse. “You bastard! Fuck you, Julian! Fuck you—you fucking piece of shit! I hate you—do you hear me? I fucking hate you, you fucking cock sucking, skeleton humping, dog-banging piece of vampire SHIT!”

Lily spit at him before running the half-mile back her house and his car. She didn’t give a damn what Julian thought of her. He wasn’t even worth the time to say his stupid name.

The Jaguar appeared. Lily’s limbs throbbed with adrenaline. She doubted he left it open. Lily spied the brick edging. She picked one up and weighed it in her hand.

“Could you be any more white trash, brat?”

Devil’s Descent II update 5-11-10

Estimated reading time: 4 – 7 minutes

She writhed in terrible bliss. Lily crashed into Julian’s marvelously blue stare. Lighter than the crystallized sky, it ate into her with ice teeth. Lily fixated on everything and nothing. Julian’s lips were moving. Tiny, elegant movements orchestrated to obliterate all of her.

I don’t want to think. Shut-up! Shut your filthy mouth, Julian! Stop talking. Stop talking. Stop talking.

“I will not.” His fingers bit into her jaw, pressing the skin over her teeth until her mouth hung open. “I think you should, my dearest little girl, before you embarrass us both.”

Lily didn’t realize she had been chanting her thoughts out loud, over and over again. Alone in her mind, alone in her conviction, she had become a broken record. Seeking to find that which had never really existed; searching for that someone who had existed only in her head.

Something hot, sticky, and foreign slinked inside the protected parts of her memories. It wrapped around the pretty box scored with Ian’s name and likeness. Dark, dirty, and obscene it soiled all those precious vignettes bearing the likeness of the demon vampire holding her aloft.

The pictures in Lily’s mind singed. Never the same. Always damaged. Always incomplete. A falsity to being an honest representation of the past.

That’s what being next to Julian Douglas did to a person like Lily.

He dirtied her with his peculiar brand of truth. It couldn’t be refuted…only denied. Denied until she screamed herself hoarse. Denied until she spewed blood. Denied until she believed it too.

Lily thought this all in the span of a stuttered breath. She shook her head like a demented thing, seeking to throw his restraint off. Julian followed her, always following, always pressing, always opening, always…always…always.

“Tell me what you want, Lily. Tell me.”

Short, hard bursts of sound gouged through the madness infesting her. It screwed into Lily, deflating her rebellion. Her borrowed power ebbed, dying an uneventful demise. It disappeared. No trace of superhuman abilities, only a body racked with severe chills and the type of sweat accompanied by high fevers.

“I’ll keep feeding you drops of my blood if you don’t give me what I want. I’ll break your legs to keep you from running…your arms just because. Do you think they’ll heal straight?”

Lily’s molars cut the inside of her cheeks. The blood tasted foul, a cheap, disgusting substitution of his. Her head jerked forward and back. Her jaw ached from the pressure of his fingertips. Her tongue flopped, making speech nothing more than a clumsy effort to appear human.

“Tell me, you little bitch! Tell me!” Julian pushed her head back. An insidious urge to snap her neck leapt upon him. Lily’s face paled into a small stone circlet. Perhaps she saw the beast pressing him to kill her and be done with it all. Her black gaze reached out. It sucked him in and smothered him like tar.

Julian shuddered from disgust. Being this close to Lily, scenting her, tasting the tiny particles of sweat covering her skin, taking her into his body as surely as he flowed into hers, made him forget. It made him forget the humiliation he suffered at her hands, at hands such as hers.

So great is my rage, so great is this insidious need to push her away even as I drag her back by her ridiculous hair.

Her coloring was too much. Black hair, black eyes, dusky skin promising swarthiness if exposed too long in the sun…all of it too much.

Julian longed for the peace his eyes found when in the presence of pale hair, eyes, and skin. A long, lithe, willowy frame fit his arms so tenderly, promising companionship without confusion. Lily’s body, small as it was, rioted with curves. It muddled it his body, this juxtaposition of tiny stature and a woman’s lushness.

Pinpricks of color bloomed beneath his fingers. Julian’s insides coiled. Lily’s blood, her wretched, impure, disgusting concoction of instinct and impunity dragged him closer. His mouth touched her chin. He closed his eyes, head moving slightly as if hearing the symphony of life and death play between them.

“Lily, you are filthy creature. If I caged you up, locked you far away from prying eyes, how long would it take to turn you into an animal? A week? A day? How long, Lily? Should we try? No? That’s too bad. I am going to lock you up, you know. I’m going to lock you up in cage right in front of the whole world.”

Lily bent her head until it rested against his. She whined. Inevitability had already chained her to him long ago.

“Tell me, Lily. Call me by name.” Julian slid his hand away. Lily’s mouth hung open obscenely. He pulled back to look at her. Limp, sweaty hair, glazed eyes, and puffing breath all created a tableau of sexual satiation.

A lie, like so many of the ones between them. A beautiful one though.

Lily’s entire body fixated on Julian’s lips. She wanted to taste and ravish him. The wish that she could have a penis, if only for an hour, just to fuck him senseless shocked her.

Only a little.

She never would have birthed this deviant thought for Ian. However, Julian made her hard, wicked, and immoral.

He wanted her to call him by name. As if he could draw her closer by making her pronounce those gliding syllables. Stupid man. Julian already had her in his net.

Lily open and shut her mouth, imagining herself as his fish. His dinner to cut open, consume, and take into him. It sickened even as it made her press closer. Her tongue slipped out and tasted the corner of his exquisite mouth.

“Julian.”

He rushed forward and slammed her against a tree. Lily’s sharp cry hushed into a trembling moan. Julian’s mouth, his precious, gorgeous, hurtful, sharp, terrible mouth attached itself over her virgin nipple.

Devil’s Descent II update 4-29-10

Estimated reading time: 2 – 4 minutes

She tore through the woods, feet flying over the underbrush as if it wasn’t there. Frenetic, schizoid, and maddened, Lily damned all consequences of playing rabbit with a wolf. She knew she’d burn through the vampiric hit within a minute. She knew Julian could catch her now if he wanted. She knew this was a tawdry attempt at getting back her own power.

Lily knew but as always, Lily didn’t care.

The wind talked to her, singing lullabies promising a bloody end. The night bathed her, encouraging Lily to burn out with wicked brilliance. Laughter seeped out. It tinkled with manic notes. Lily dodged the centuries-old oaks with ease and sensed Julian did as well. She wondered if he remembered playing this game with her years before. It was used as a way to sharpen her reflexes but also provided loads of honest fun.

She leaped over a fallen tree. Her stomach rose up with a thrill. She had pushed harder than expected and could see the sky clear over the treetops. Exhilaration throbbed. Lily wanted to fly.

Like all pretty birds with broke wings, she came crashing down to earth when Julian yanked her to him back to front.

“Got you.”

She arched into him even as he wrapped a hand around her neck. Lily reached behind her. Her fingers locked onto his nape, coiling about the inky hair with abandon.

“Look at you, Lily. You’re acting like a common slut.” He squeezed her neck tighter and whispered, “You love it, don’t you?”

Lily gasped. Her body was firing too many signals, getting them mixed up between pain, fear, and desire.

“Answer me.”

“I love…I love…not being…” Her words ended in a breathy whine.

“You love being what?” Julian squeezed her throat rhythmically.

Lily’s limbs tingled. The lack of air did things to her inhibitions. “Not being…me.”

“Hmm…my darling, little girl.” Julian nuzzled her ear with his nose. “You could never be anyone other than you. Filthy, immoral, base, crazed.”

Lily arched forward, wanting to flee and cave into him. His cultured voice, dripping with lust, made her skin prickle.

“No, no. Where are you going, Lily? Hmm? Where are you going to go that I can’t find you?”

She savagely bit the finger he briefly pressed into her mouth. His blood invaded her most beautifully. Everything heightened, including him.

“Darling girl, you’re a perfect present for me, Lily. I’m so going to love tearing you open. Bit by bit. Layer by layer until you’ve been stripped clean.”

“Douglas—”

“Ah, ah! What did I tell you about that, Lily? I know you’re not purposely stupid. Surely you couldn’t have forgotten already?” His fingers pulsed around her neck. “J-u-l-i-a-n. Come on, darling.”

Lily shook her head. Fingers scrabbled over his, not in surcease but in frenzied bliss.

“Say it, little girl. Say it and be yourself. Be the girl who knows who she really wants to be.” Julian turned her around, hand still wrapped around her neck like human jewelry. His mouth touched hers. His whisper branded Lily. “Let me in, darling. Let me into you.”

Devil’s Descent II update 4-15-10

Estimated reading time: 3 – 4 minutes

“My mama’s not here, Douglas. Stop pretending.”

“I could absolutely say the same to you.”

“I’m not pretending.”

“You are. You’re pretending you don’t care about what you saw tonight. You’re pretending I’m only here for your mother. You’re pretending you don’t want to climb into my arms right now.”

Lily’s skin itched. It wanted to fly off her body and wrap itself around Julian.

“Douglas—”

“I’ve been more than patient with your silly use of my surname but that patience has come to its demise. You are to stop it. Now.”

Her brows snapped together. Irritation made her voice high-pitched and petty. “You didn’t like it when I called you Julian before.”

“I’m not going to repeat myself.”

“I’ll call you Douglas as long as I wish to.”

“You best hope your wishes change immediately, darling.”

Lily stomped down on the urge to back away from him. Although not a muscle moved in a manner displeasing, an inhuman sheen possessed his features. They spoke of danger, of an entirely different way of thinking. Of being.

It called to Lily more than anything else had that night.

Sadness receded into something far more pleasing. Her mouth watered with twisted craving. The desire to be wicked filled her with craven longing. Her fingers twitched.

I keep pushing him. He keeps pushing me. I’m self-destructing one word at a time.

“Douglas.”

Julian tilted his head forward. His low laughter curdled what little warmth the air had left.

“Oh, my darling little Lily. You live to irk me. You truly tempt me to throttle you.”

Long-learned instinct bid her to apologize. Lily swallowed it whole. She didn’t have to beg pardon to this vampire ever again. She could be who she’d always been.

Wicked. Wrong. Suicidal without the knife.

Lily walked up to him. She dared to put her hands on his chest. Her thigh muscles stretched as she went up on tip-toe. His dead stare inspired her to come closer.

“Come to say sorry, Lily?”

She smiled. “Not even close.”

Julian leaned down. “I know what you want.”

“What?”

“Run.”

Lily repeated the word. Her black stare threatened to consume him. Reckless inspiration spun like candy in her pretty orbs.

“Run, little girl. Run as fast as you can. If I catch you, I’ll make you pay. If I don’t, I’ll make you pay.”

“I can’t outrun you now.”

“I know that. So do you.”

“Then why do it?”

“Because knowing and seeing are two different things.”

“What about my mama? I don’t want her to see…”

“She won’t because you won’t run towards the house, will you?”

“No.”

“Of course, you won’t. You won’t do anything that will take you away from this, will you?”

She wanted to fall into him. She wanted to kill him. She wanted to fuck him. She wanted to hold him. She wanted to beg his forgiveness. She wanted him to beg hers. She wanted to murder Nicole. She wanted to watch him murder Nicole.

Lily wanted it all. Now.

She lunged for his mouth. Her teeth sank into his bottom lip. She bit down as hard as she could. Black blood dribbled down, coating her insides with stolen power. She pulled back in dirtied triumph before he could push her away.

“Douglas, you taste so good. Thank you for the hit.”

Lily’s feet flew over the ground. It didn’t take long before Julian’s whispered behind.