If I had titled the chapters in my soon to be released novel, The Devil’s Downfall, the word for today would have fit perfectly for one of them. So that being said, here is an excerpt from the third and final installment of The Devrynne Kaine Series, due to be published this summer!
Sanguivorous – blood drinking…
“If you can master this Esmeri, I will let you see me,” the man said.
“And tell me your name?”
She grinned looking into the darkness where his voice came from.
“Take what you can get, my child,” he said, though his voice was teasing.
It was another night of training, of dreams spent with the man that seemed to haunt the darkest recesses of her mind. She slept more now than ever before because he was a drug, the only one that understood her.
“Focus!” he snapped and she cringed.
She hated making him upset though. She closed her eyes, feeling power course through her, her fangs biting the inside of her lips. She almost always had them in her dreams now, she enjoyed them. She had fed from him again, could feel him, but never see him. The desire to do so was the power driving her on at the moment.
They stood by the lake, one very similar to the one by her grandparents’ cabin as she summoned the water out of the lake and into the air. She fought hard, the power making her nose bleed but she pushed past the pain throbbing in her head.
“Good girl,” he said softly, the grin evident in his tone. “Now, divide it, turn it into the storm clouds and put half of it back in the lake.”
Esmeri had to fight to not break her concentration at the shock of what he was asking. She slowly did as she was told and as the rain poured down on her from the clouds she’d created, the wind whipping around her, she laughed.
“Now show yourself!” she demanded with a wide smile, looking through the darkness.
“You sure you want to see me in all of my hideous splendor?”
“I doubt you’re hideous, and besides, I’m about as plain as they come so what do I care?”
This drew him from the shadows and she stepped back from him, inhaling sharply as she saw him. He was easily over six-foot tall, jet black hair that was longer, hung down almost to his chin but flipped back. He had dark features and a goatee, but crystal blue eyes. What struck Esmeri the most was that he rather looked like a rock star. He wore black leather pants, a leather vest that was open, and his arms and part of his abdomen were covered in various tattoos. If she looked close enough she could even swear he was wearing eyeliner.
“Are you like a Jane’s Addiction groupie or something?” she asked, grinning at him.
“Not what you expected?” he smirked at her, giving her one of the most salacious looks she’d ever seen.
“Not exactly, not complaining though,” she answered quickly.
Esmeri stood there eyeing him and she swore that he looked almost uncomfortable under her gaze. She didn’t understand why he was interested in spending time with her at all.
“Tell me about my powers being bound,” she said as she settled against the sand, looking out over the water and then back at him as he came to sit behind her, stroking the hair away from her neck.
“Are you sure you want to know?” he asked.
She nodded, shivering slightly at the feel of his fingers touching her skin.
“When you were born, some serious things had to take place to get you here, a lot of different powers at work. That power leaves a mark on a soul, especially when it is one that is born.”
“What do you mean?” she asked looking back at him as she settled against his chest.
“Well your parents are vampires, to get a vampire to be able to have a child, a living, breathing child, that’s a lot of work.”
“Powers not of this world made you possible,” he said as he kissed her cheek and wrapped his arms around her.
“Like God?” she said incredulously and he chuckled slightly.
“Something of that nature. He’s the only one that can give the power for someone to create life. Either way, to create you, that power infused in you to make you what you are.”
“Which is what exactly? Am I witch or a vampire?” she asked and then laughed. “Or a god?”
“You’re all of those things Esmeri and then some,” he laughed. “You were a baby though, and without any idea of that power it became too much as your human emotions took over. There was an incident and you could have killed a lot of people if it wasn’t stopped. So, your parents bound your powers, they had Ava do it, and they never told you.”
He turned, moving her to her back and laid down next to her, his index finger caressing her lower lip.
“The problem now though, is they have used that binding to leave you alone and unprotected from the people trying to get to them. They have let you believe that you are nothing in their world. It is quite a shame.”
His head dipped and his lips brushed hers and she whimpered slightly as her heart sped up at the simplest of touches from him.
“Are you angry?” he asked, pulling back to look at her.
“Angry?” she asked back, trying out the word and shook her head. “No, I understand why they did it. I could have killed someone.”
“You should be angry,” he said, his eyes darkening slightly and her brow wrinkled at him.
“Because here you are, under constant surveillance, no freedom to make your own choices, go to the college of your choice, and for what reason?” he asked. “All because you cannot protect yourself. If they unbound your powers, you could protect yourself. So I’ll ask again, are you angry?”
Esmeri thought on this briefly and shrugged, shaking her head.
“No, I’m not angry. I’m plain.”
“Why would you ever think you are plain?” he asked, his face looking hurt.
“You clearly have never seen my mother,” she said.
“I have,” he started, her eyes widening at him in surprise, “she doesn’t hold a candle to your beauty, my child.”
He moved closer, closing the distance between them, his body coming to hover hers and Esmeri felt her heart begin to hammer in her chest.
“If you say so,” she said.
“I do, and my opinion is the one that matters anyway.”
“Why is that?”
“You’ll learn soon enough,” he said.
There was something dark in his eyes, something that cut Esmeri to the middle of her soul and she couldn’t control the scream that left her lips as he pinned her, his teeth bared as he sunk them into her neck.