This wasn’t like the books. He didn’t sparkle in the sunlight. He told her he loved her—that part of the fable was true—but he was lying.
All tenderness ended the moment she entered his chamber; her screams weren’t those of the ecstasy she’d anticipated.
Her agony pleased him.
He chained her to his bed, her throat unblemished, and whispered, “You’re mine.”
Hours later, the click of approaching boots indicated his return. She gripped the splintered post in her cuffed, but now free hands, praying Meyers was also wrong about the effect of a stake through a vampire’s heart.
Today is also the super-exciting launch of Elizabeth Mueller's novel, Darkspell, and she's hosting a Spookafest, in which we reveal what we'd do if we had all the magic in the world.
My first order of business would be to parse up the magical abilities and bequeath them to others I trust to use them responsibly. We'd form our own Order of the Phoenix/Justice League type of thing to fight evil.
What I'd keep for myself would be teleportation ability. I always say I love to travel, but that's not entirely truthful. What I like is being other places---traveling there, not so much. I'd also like to be able to teleport objects, like food from Feed My Starving Children, directly to orphanages and poverty stricken areas, bypassing hefty freight charges and corrupt governments. KAPOW!
Darkspell:Winter Sky believes she is everything ordinary . . .until she is kissed by Alex Stormhold. As seer of Stormhold Coven, Alex is sworn to be Winter’s protector against the darkness that hunts her. Violently thrust into a magical realm she always thought impossible, she stumbles upon a disturbing secret of her own. Will love prove thicker than magic?