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I have found the most awesomely bad Christmas present ever. Check it out here.
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From Vampire Kisses
A college campus is the setting for Vampire Kisses and where Amelia *** and Denis *** first cross paths. It's love at first sight, but as they become closer, Amelia discovers that Denis has a horrifying secret, he's a vampire doomed to a bloodthirsty immortality! Although Amelia senses danger beneath his soft-spoken manner, and even after Denis himself warns her away, Amelia is drawn to this creature of the night and loves him as she has loved no other.
Amelia and Denis meet at the library...
Spying a dusty red binding on the lower shelf, Amelia pulled at the tightly wedged volume. Unbeknownst to her, her jostling had caused a book to dislodge and tumble from its precarious position on the top shelf. Then she heard it the sound of a sudden movement and leather against flesh. She looked up, surprised.
"What?" her green eyes widened as she took in the sight.
"If I startled you, my apologies." The man in dark silk smiled at her through electric brown eyes and then reached up toward the skewed shelf, adjusted it, and returned the book. His voice was like his clothing, soft, rich, almost beckoning. The dim light fell gently on his dark brown hair and shoulders. Impossibly wide shoulders...
Amelia felt her heart skip a beat; how picturesque. His arms seemed not to stretch as he reached to resettle the shelf. Watching from below, comprehension dawned, she tucked her red hair behind her ears in nervousness. Ah, the noise. She eyed the angle, and a shudder wracked her body. The whole shelf could have toppled were it not for this curious stranger. She had to clear her throat before she could speak, her mind filled with images of heavy, sharp-cornered objects landing on her head. "Thanks for the rescue," Amelia said. Then with a grin added, "Quick hands."
"Only when there is need, I assure you." Denis smiled, teeth reflecting bright in the dusty air, those broad shoulders casting a shadow over Amelia. He nodded in what might almost have been considered a bow and then turned sideways and was gone. One moment there, the next he�d vanished as though he�d never been...
Amelia and Laurel : a little intellectual repartee...
A lascivious grin was spoiled by the frothy mustache Laurel wore; cross-eyed, she glared at it, twisting up her mouth, remnants of her latte still clinging to her lips.
"Do stop licking your lips that way; some man might get the right idea about you, and then where would you be?" Amelia was only half kidding, green eyes ablaze.
"Where every cat longs to be, my sweet innocent little bookworm. Completely in the cream." She batted her eyelashes outrageously making Amelia laugh.
"So, your date last night?"
"Oh, it was perfect. A perfect catastrophe," Laurel grinned. "I told you he was in the adult education program, right?" She waited for Amelia to nod, all-the-while choking on her own laughter. "Well, we finally got around to talking about what he studies." Giggles began to emerge, making her slur her words. "That yummy little Brad-Pitt-in-Thelma-and-Louise I was drooling over is here studying to become a priest!"
"Oh, no!" Amelia sat back and burst into laughter of her own. "What did you do?"
"Oh, I merely suggested that an in-depth knowledge of temptation and sin might help in his work. I even offered to give him a guided tour."
"You didn't!" It was purely rhetorical; knowing Laurel, Amelia was quite sure she had. "What did he say?"
"I thought I heard 'get thee behind me', but he was running the other way, so I could be wrong."
If Amelia hadn't already finished her drink, she'd have choked...
Denis has vampire lust...
Denis sighed. He longed to go to Amelia, to comfort her, to caress her, but he could not, and so he remained outside, just below her window, watching and listening. He thought of her silky red hair and dancing green eyes. His mouth filled with the bittersweet taste of longing. The first flush of dawn chased him away, but before he left, he thrust a note beneath her window sash.
I have watched from the shadows;
you are brighter than sunlight.
It might have been more poetic than literal, but he meant it truly; hers was a warmth that would not burn him to ash though it did seem to have seared its way into his heart.
Denis the first bite...
Denis looked at Amelia , brown eyes bright with passion; his hands shook. "Are you sure?"
She took his face in her hands, drew him near for a kiss as she gazed into his brown eyes. His fangs fully extended; she traced them with her tongue, loving the taste of him. "I am." It felt like a vow. "I love you." Amelia ran her fingers through his dark brown hair then pulled him to her.
He stood it as long as he could, then another moment longer. But finally he had to move, or come undone.
Denis trailed kisses along her collarbone, nibbled her earlobe, making his way to the nape of her neck. Amelia moaned beneath his attention, the sound making him shake with yearning, thirst, desire, and love. He hesitated for one eternal moment, fangs extended to their full length, throbbing, dripping the essence of his need onto Amelia , her perfect skin glistening in the dim light. Slowly, but with nothing of uncertainty he bit down not quite tenderly, knowing she would enjoy the feel of his teeth but carefully to cause no pain. His fangs sank within her, pressed home, revealing incredible sensations for both lovers, a new consummation. Her heartbeat raced through them both. Amelia kept her back straight and her shoulders remained still, but her thighs and hips rolled sensuously as music moved through her and her blood sang...
OMG how did they know, when D. and I first met it was totally just like this :)
Need more convincing?
From Vampire Kisses
A college campus is the setting for Vampire Kisses and where Amelia *** and Denis *** first cross paths. It's love at first sight, but as they become closer, Amelia discovers that Denis has a horrifying secret, he's a vampire doomed to a bloodthirsty immortality! Although Amelia senses danger beneath his soft-spoken manner, and even after Denis himself warns her away, Amelia is drawn to this creature of the night and loves him as she has loved no other.
Amelia and Denis meet at the library...
Spying a dusty red binding on the lower shelf, Amelia pulled at the tightly wedged volume. Unbeknownst to her, her jostling had caused a book to dislodge and tumble from its precarious position on the top shelf. Then she heard it the sound of a sudden movement and leather against flesh. She looked up, surprised.
"What?" her green eyes widened as she took in the sight.
"If I startled you, my apologies." The man in dark silk smiled at her through electric brown eyes and then reached up toward the skewed shelf, adjusted it, and returned the book. His voice was like his clothing, soft, rich, almost beckoning. The dim light fell gently on his dark brown hair and shoulders. Impossibly wide shoulders...
Amelia felt her heart skip a beat; how picturesque. His arms seemed not to stretch as he reached to resettle the shelf. Watching from below, comprehension dawned, she tucked her red hair behind her ears in nervousness. Ah, the noise. She eyed the angle, and a shudder wracked her body. The whole shelf could have toppled were it not for this curious stranger. She had to clear her throat before she could speak, her mind filled with images of heavy, sharp-cornered objects landing on her head. "Thanks for the rescue," Amelia said. Then with a grin added, "Quick hands."
"Only when there is need, I assure you." Denis smiled, teeth reflecting bright in the dusty air, those broad shoulders casting a shadow over Amelia. He nodded in what might almost have been considered a bow and then turned sideways and was gone. One moment there, the next he�d vanished as though he�d never been...
Amelia and Laurel : a little intellectual repartee...
A lascivious grin was spoiled by the frothy mustache Laurel wore; cross-eyed, she glared at it, twisting up her mouth, remnants of her latte still clinging to her lips.
"Do stop licking your lips that way; some man might get the right idea about you, and then where would you be?" Amelia was only half kidding, green eyes ablaze.
"Where every cat longs to be, my sweet innocent little bookworm. Completely in the cream." She batted her eyelashes outrageously making Amelia laugh.
"So, your date last night?"
"Oh, it was perfect. A perfect catastrophe," Laurel grinned. "I told you he was in the adult education program, right?" She waited for Amelia to nod, all-the-while choking on her own laughter. "Well, we finally got around to talking about what he studies." Giggles began to emerge, making her slur her words. "That yummy little Brad-Pitt-in-Thelma-and-Louise I was drooling over is here studying to become a priest!"
"Oh, no!" Amelia sat back and burst into laughter of her own. "What did you do?"
"Oh, I merely suggested that an in-depth knowledge of temptation and sin might help in his work. I even offered to give him a guided tour."
"You didn't!" It was purely rhetorical; knowing Laurel, Amelia was quite sure she had. "What did he say?"
"I thought I heard 'get thee behind me', but he was running the other way, so I could be wrong."
If Amelia hadn't already finished her drink, she'd have choked...
Denis has vampire lust...
Denis sighed. He longed to go to Amelia, to comfort her, to caress her, but he could not, and so he remained outside, just below her window, watching and listening. He thought of her silky red hair and dancing green eyes. His mouth filled with the bittersweet taste of longing. The first flush of dawn chased him away, but before he left, he thrust a note beneath her window sash.
I have watched from the shadows;
you are brighter than sunlight.
It might have been more poetic than literal, but he meant it truly; hers was a warmth that would not burn him to ash though it did seem to have seared its way into his heart.
Denis the first bite...
Denis looked at Amelia , brown eyes bright with passion; his hands shook. "Are you sure?"
She took his face in her hands, drew him near for a kiss as she gazed into his brown eyes. His fangs fully extended; she traced them with her tongue, loving the taste of him. "I am." It felt like a vow. "I love you." Amelia ran her fingers through his dark brown hair then pulled him to her.
He stood it as long as he could, then another moment longer. But finally he had to move, or come undone.
Denis trailed kisses along her collarbone, nibbled her earlobe, making his way to the nape of her neck. Amelia moaned beneath his attention, the sound making him shake with yearning, thirst, desire, and love. He hesitated for one eternal moment, fangs extended to their full length, throbbing, dripping the essence of his need onto Amelia , her perfect skin glistening in the dim light. Slowly, but with nothing of uncertainty he bit down not quite tenderly, knowing she would enjoy the feel of his teeth but carefully to cause no pain. His fangs sank within her, pressed home, revealing incredible sensations for both lovers, a new consummation. Her heartbeat raced through them both. Amelia kept her back straight and her shoulders remained still, but her thighs and hips rolled sensuously as music moved through her and her blood sang...
OMG how did they know, when D. and I first met it was totally just like this :)
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Also, dude! I'm not that kind of girl. /prim
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