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Daily Prompt: exactly

This week has not been good. Monday, Wednesday and Friday I woke from too little sleep. Monday, I took the day off from work then slept until after noon. Wednesday, I got up and struggled with the day but didn’t feel that bad, which surprised me completely. Friday, I stayed in bed until after 8am and struggled through the day. This is why I didn’t post on Monday or Wednesday. If you look forward to my posts, thank you for sticking with me and sorry for the pause. Some times, I just don’t win against my health.

From Protector of the Grey House:

All heads turned to Alexandra, who had been one of Edwin’s closest. She was alive only because Morgan warned her not to be at Edwin’s last Red Tie Affair. Morgan vouched for her, and Vincent gave her enough room to let her prove exactly who she was loyal to. Anthony found out easily the woman’s loyalty was to herself.

Vincent turned his head first, letting his body move when he reached the apex of his turn. His voice dripped with sarcasm, mirth, and expectancy. “You have something to say?”

“The throne belongs to me! I was next in line!” She stepped toward him, trying to intimidate him. Edwin’s sire changed her, twenty-five years ago. Vincent could take her out easily. He wasn’t worried about this one.

He just stared at her, calmly waiting for an explanation. When one wasn’t forthcoming, he simply turned back to Natalia. “Where were we?”

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Daily Prompt: discarded

One of the words I bypassed today was ‘is’. That word shows up 174 times in this novel. And is really, too simple to use as a daily prompt, in my opinion.

From Protector of the Grey House:

“Both.” He pulled back and started to undress. Natalia followed suit. Once they were undressed and laying comfortably in the bed, Vincent took her in his arms and started to suck on her breasts.

Her hands found his hair and pulled painfully as he bit into her breast and started suckling her blood. He sucked slowly, causing her to moan. He pulled away, using her discarded shirt to help stop the blood flow.

“What did Mierka do? Please tell me.”

She shuddered as Vincent kissed his way down her torso and slipped his tongue between her legs. Grinning and laughing, she described in absolute detail what Mierka did to her in the car.

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Daily Prompt: speak

From Protector of the Grey House:

Natalia allowed the men to escort her, one to each side, out the door and down the steps to her waiting lover and to the people she protected. She knew how it would look and didn’t care. She hoped Julia was successful in convincing Anthony to speak with Vincent privately. When they reached the meeting room, the men walked inside with her and led her to stand in front of Vincent. He gave Natalia an odd look before turning his attention to Joseph, who spoke to his master quietly.

Vincent was sitting on his throne, the only piece of furniture in the room. He was dressed in a gray suit, with a maroon shirt and matching handkerchief in the pocket. His head was turned to the right, away from the door, and his body was closer to that side of the chair. His right elbow was resting on the armrest, his hand in front of his mouth, hiding the shape of his words.

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Daily Prompt: prospect

From Protector of the Grey House:

It had been a successful hunt. The group of rebellious young vampires were dealt with easily. That was to be expected with himself, Joseph, Ben, Anthony, Rowland, Maxine and Julianna fighting for Lorraine. All were old vampires and skilled in several weapon forms. The young ones were dispatched in minutes. Now they were on their way back to Lorraine’s palatial estate where they would feast and spend much time in bed. Or at least he and Lorraine would. The others would have to fend for themselves. The prospect of entwining himself in Lorraine’s arms didn’t help quiet the worry he had felt since waking.

His eyes wandered out the window, back inside, skidding across the other men in the car until he reached Joseph, who held his gaze, seemingly to read Vincent’s thoughts. Vincent scowled, fighting the urge to check his cell again. He and his people had arrived two days ago, and Rebecca called the first afternoon to inform him Natalia’s meetings went well, and no one was hurt. She called again yesterday afternoon to ensure him all was still well. He didn’t expect another call until this afternoon, when Rebecca would report again. He was not in the habit of calling his home when he was away to check up: it showed distrust. Although at times he didn’t trust all the men he sheltered in his house, he did trust Mierka, Rebecca, Angie and Natalia. He knew they would call if they needed help.

Nevertheless, the disquieting feeling was almost overpowering.

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A review for Insurgence: A Fae Rebellion

Though I reviewed this for Amazon, I decided to write a longer one for my website and for those interested in each story. There are definitely adult themes to this book. Not a lot, but they are there. Also, the length of my reviews per short story has nothing to do with how much I enjoyed the story itself.
Overall, I enjoyed the book and do 100% recommend reading it. Here’s the link. Go buy it!

Thornside – by Nicole Walsh
Though there was enough foreshadowing, I didn’t see the ending coming, and that probably made this my favorite story. A complete, well written story.

Pixies Lead – by DJ Tyrer
A fun story about an old man that knows how to outwit pixies. As it is usually children or women, (as far as I’ve read) I really enjoyed this divergence.

The Horned Dog – K Shelby Tench
I’ll admit to now knowing which mythological creatures are featured here, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying this one. Two creatures shape the human world to worship them, but in a somewhat kind way for the humans.

Killer Instincts – by Jonathan Shipley
Two assassins, one human, a mythological creature, get to know each other as they race toward a target location. I won’t say what the creatures is, as that would be a spoiler.

Changelings – by Noa Rose
A woman, alone in her house, contends with an unwanted visitor, who knows many of the same people she knows.

Fairy Tale – Fish story – By A.J. Rocca
This is a fabulous story told in two perspectives: a fairy queen and a fisherman. Truly and completely fucked up.

A Troll’s Story – by Richard Pulfer
A troll gets what he deserves. (This is one of my favorite writes. Often with his short stories, the title is a pun, and he’s a good writer.)

Pest Control – by Mike Morgan
A whirlwind story that feels more like the beginning of a book, rather than a short story. This is not a bad thing, for me. It is complete in and of itself, but did leave me wanting more.

The Fae-Powered World – by Jonathon Mast
Steam punk world that uses fae for power. What would you do to escape your captures if your magic was being used against your will?

Advertising Rebellion – by Cathryn Leigh
When three worlds collide two must work together to beat the third. First though, the two must learn of each other and agree to work together.

Carrier Waves – by Karen Gravin
Another well written and complete story that left me wondering what happens. Also, a different take on what happened to the fae on this planet.

The Fosterling Conspiracy – by Lindsey Duncan
Time is nothing to the fae.

They Come From Below – by C.J. Carter-Stephenson
A security guard finds out what is in the abandoned corridors he watches over.

The Battle for Wolf Creek – by Christopher Bond
A warrior spirit takes over the body of a child to fight for the people she loves.

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Daily Prompt: opposed

From Protector of the Grey House:

Mierka extracted herself from the comfortable leather chair and vaulted over the desk in one smooth motion. She stood in front of Natalia and spoke to her only. “Let me try to seduce you, but not here. I’ll feed you my blood, then see what you allow.” She gave a small bow, then looked back into Natalia’s eyes. “With your permission, of course.”

Natalia blushed a bit as she regarded the petite woman in front of her. She wasn’t opposed to the suggestion, but Mierka had never made any indication she was attracted to Natalia. The human thought about it for a moment, then decided. She gave Mierka a smirk.

“All right. Sounds fun. Let’s see what you can do.”

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Daily Prompt: swallow

From Protector of the Grey House:

He faced her again, and fought the beast that raged against his control. She looked at him calmly as he expressed his desire.

Natalia had no problem with him drinking her blood. He usually drank at least a swallow each time they had sex. She was unsure about drinking his blood. She had never done it before, mostly because she knew she had to drink his blood to be changed into a vampire. Intellectually she knew he had to drain her first and then give her his blood to change her, but knowledge did not stop emotion. To consider his proposition, she pushed aside her fright. She had never backed down from any challenge. She didn’t want to start when he was giving her rank.

“Don’t skip anything on my account, sir.” She spoke as quietly as he had.

Vincent smiled. “Turn around.”

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Daily Prompt: innocent

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of Cree’At yesterday. Today, back to the usual.

From Protector of the Grey House:

Vincent’s men informed him that the only humans left in the room were the mayor, his date, two of his men and their dates. After speaking with the women, Mierka learned the mayor’s aides’ dates were call girls. The mayor’s date though, was a little more trouble. She was human, an innocent. Her attitude showed how little she knew about the secret world hidden beneath the floorboards of her own existence.

Vincent believed the Mayor brought her back as a sacrifice for the Captain. Vincent made a note to get her out with the others but knew it would be a hard task as she was not straying from the mayor. Still trying to puzzle out the situation, he almost missed his woman’s entrance.

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Cree’At

This book (work in progress) has been on my mind lately, as I decide what I really want to do with it. This is the first chapter as originally intended. It’s fantasy/historical. Set in 1880s England, with aliens. I am struggling with what I actually want to happen to the main character, Ella. I find my current thoughts will create a far more interesting story, but that means, probably, a ton of research. I am not opposed to this, but it means the story will not be written for a while. For the moment, enjoy!

Chapter One

“There were…differences that we could not overcome.”

Richard stared hard at the woman in front of him. She was lying, but why? “And the Greens’?”

She looked down. “There were also unfortunate differences that we could not overcome.”

He tapped his fingers on the table. Ella came highly recommended, but she wasn’t telling the truth. “And the Duringhams’? And if you say that phrase one more time, I will kick you out and you will not work for me or any of my friends, ever.”

Her terrified eyes found his, then anger took over, but she held her tongue. There was an irate look in her eye that made him smile. She was hot tempered but kept it in. She could be interesting.

“Tell me the truth.”

Ella clamped her mouth shut and stood a little taller but did not say anything.

He frowned for a moment, then nodded. He should just kick her out, but Reeki liked her. That was saying a lot. His Cree’At butler took a long time to like humans. “All right. Tell me why you try to hide the truth.”

She hung her head. “Because when I’ve told people the truth in the past, they have not believed me. Or perhaps just refused to.”

“Try me.”

Ella sighed and allowed her shoulders to sag. She was tired and didn’t want to go through this with a stranger. She took a deep breath and started her tale. “The Chapman’s fired me because I did not come to work for a week. My mother was sick. I asked for some time off to tend to her. Lady Chapman said yes, but a week later, after I buried my mother, I returned to work and she said I had a lot of nerve coming back. I reminded her of our conversation, and she said she expected me to be back after an hour or two. I then stated my mother had died and she didn’t seem to care. She let me go without paying me for my last month of work.”

Richard did not say anything, just stared at the young woman as she continued her story.

“I left the Greens after their son and four of his friends…” she shut her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath and stopped herself from crying. “I left after they raped me.”

“You didn’t think to tell his parents?” His voice was kind, if curious.

She seemed to shrink back into herself. He wanted to go over and comfort her but felt she would not accept it. When her next words tumbled from her mouth, he thought of sending Reeki over to comfort her, but she spoke before he could indicate anything to Reeki.

“Lord Green came upon us before they could do anything. I was…against the wall, my skirt above my waist.” She took a few deep breaths. “The boys were already exposed. They had shown themselves to me moments earlier. Lord Green knew what was going on. All he said was, ‘Don’t get her pregnant.’ He then walked away.” She looked at Richard, tears streaming down her cheeks. “They-”

He held up his hand. “Enough. I don’t need to know any more.”

She closed her eyes in relief and wiped away her tears. Lord Richard looked at her for a moment then realized she didn’t need to be comforted. She was a stronger woman then he had originally thought.

“What did Lord Duringham do?”

“He ordered me into his bed. I said no and left.”

A ghost of a smile threatened on his lips. “You left?”

“Yes.”

“That must have made him very angry.”

She shrugged. “I didn’t bother finding out.”

He laughed out loud. Ella blushed and tried not to like the sound of his laughter. Lord Richard smiled as he spoke. “All right. What can you do?”

“I can cook, clean, do laundry and anything else you would like to have your housekeeper teach me.”

“I take it if I ask your previous employers, they won’t give you a good review?”

“The Greens and the Duringhams both have Cree’Ats. They’ll tell you the truth.”

He gave a knowing smile. “Yes, they will. You seem to get along with them well.”

“I like them. They speak the truth.”

“That’s an interesting word to use. They don’t really speak.”

She tried not to laugh. “They do if you know how to listen.”

Lord Richard nodded. “When can you start?”

She gave a curtsy. “As soon as you wish.”

“Tomorrow. Ask Mrs. Davenport when you should be here.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

He looked her up and down. “Do you have a place to stay?”

She nodded. “Yes, sir. I do.”

Richard nodded. “Good. See you tomorrow.”

Ella smiled, curtsied again, and followed the silver Cree’At to the door. At the door, he reached out and touched her hand. She closed her eyes as emotions and colors invaded her mind. She looked to Reeki as she opened her eyes. From the blue in her mind, she knew he was telling her he was happy that she would be working here and that she was safe.

“Thank you.”

Reeki nodded, opened the door, and allowed her to leave.

                                                            *****

It was hard work, but no one threatened her. It was a safe place. The male servants treated her well, and none thought to pursue her. She was grateful for that. After her past experiences, Ella just wanted to be left alone. She hardly saw Lord Richard, barely knew if he was even in the house half the time. She didn’t care. Ella didn’t need to see her employer. Mrs. Davenport paid her weekly and told her what to do. At the end of each day, she would walk home. On the way, she would meet with Cree’At servants, also on their way home. It was safer to walk in groups, and if she walked with Cree’Ats, humans left her alone.

Most of the citizens of London and the rest of England, still didn’t know what to think of the creatures, but they knew the aliens were strong. Humans walking with the Cree’Ats were well protected. Ella was not the only young, single woman who knew this, but she seemed to be one of the few that could get along with them and could understand them.

When the Cree’Ats touched a human, they conveyed thoughts in pictures, colors and emotions. Most humans caught the emotions and the pictures, but not the colors. The colors more than the emotions showed what the Cree’Ats were truly feeling. Ella learned this when she was a small child and her mother introduced her to Seethal. They were the same age, or close enough, and spent a lot of time together. The silver creatures fascinated Ella, even more since though they could not speak, they could understand when spoken to.

The two girls would spend a few hours a day alone somewhere quiet. Seethal would place her hands on Ella’s and they would talk to each other. Ella would ask questions and Seethal would answer. If Ella did not understand, she would guess what Seethal was trying to say and Seethal would show her over and over, changing the colors, images and feelings until Ella was able to understand.

Now, as an adult, she could clearly see what the Cree’Ats were trying to convey and liked how they spoke to each other and to her. A few years ago, when offered a place to stay in Silverton, she accepted gratefully. She lived in a rather small apartment with Feena and her parents for a year before Feena left for parts unknown. Now, Ella lived with Feena’s parents and took care of them. It wasn’t an easy life, but now that she had a good job in a safe place, and a safe place to live, Ella felt things were looking up.

                                                            *****

“Ella, good morning.”

She nodded to Mrs. Davenport as she slipped out of her coat.

“When you’re ready, I have a new task for you.”

Ella nodded and hurriedly hung her coat out of the way. She then went to Mrs. Davenport, who was readying a breakfast tray. Mrs. Davenport finished getting it ready then turned to Ella.

“Lord Richard has asked that you bring his breakfast tray to him. Knock on the door, but do not wait for an answer. Take the tray into the room and place it on his bedside table. If he is asleep, do not wake him, let Reeki take care of that. If he is awake, he will let you know if there is anything he needs.”

Ella nodded and reached for the tray. Mrs. Davenport placed a hand on Ella’s arm, causing the younger woman to give her an odd look. “What is it?”

“Ella, you have the right to say no. He often has women in his bed and when he does, if they are…doing anything, they will not stop when you enter the room.”

Ella’s eyes grew wide and then she laughed. “Oh?”

“That amuses you?”

Ella stifled her laughter. “It’s always something, Mrs. Davenport. As long as he doesn’t expect me to join him in bed, I can handle it.”

Ella picked up the tray, walked out of the kitchen, up the stairs and to Lord Richard’s room. She knocked on the door and opened it without waiting for an answer. She didn’t look toward the bed but walked around it and placed the tray on the table. Before she could turn away, she felt his hand on her arm. She inhaled sharply and turned to the bed. Lord Richard was rubbing his eyes with his other hand.

“Good morning, Ella. Please bring another tray. I have company this morning.”

Ella nodded and moved away as soon as she could. She went back to the kitchen and put together another breakfast tray. Moments later she was in his bedroom again, trying not to notice what Lord Richard and his lady friend were doing.

It was hard not to look. The woman was making pleasured noises that drew Ella’s attention. She looked to the bed and saw that the woman’s back was to her, long orange red hair flowing down her back, caressing her flawless skin. Ella tore her eyes away and looked to the side table. She went quickly to it, placed the tray on the table, turned away from the bed and left.

When the door closed, Louise looked down at Lord Richard and smiled. “She’s lovely.”

His hands went to cover her breasts, squeezing slightly. “Did you really have much of a chance to see her?”

“It wasn’t that I saw her, it was how she acted. In the past, others would tsk or make some noise of disapproval. She didn’t.” Louise squeezed her inner muscles and made Richard moan. She smiled. “She did everything she could not to look our way. Your new girl is interested. Are you interested in her?”

“Perhaps.”

His hands slipped to her waist, to move her up and down. When Louise did not comply, he pulled her down and rolled her over to lie on top of her. Richard stared moving in and out of her, watching as her eyes closed. Her hands moved to slip around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. She then pulled his head closer, to speak in his ear.

“You want her, admit it. You asked specifically for her to bring you breakfast so that she would be the first one you see in the morning.”

His eyes closed at the soft sound of her voice. “Perhaps.”

She laughed in his ear as he continued to make love to her.

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Daily Prompt: barked

From Protector of the Grey House:

Rebecca assessed the situation quickly, and knew she had to get her pack out. She could hear them murmuring behind her. It was close to the full moon, and they were unsure of how to proceed. Should they attack the vampire holding Vincent back, or let them have their business? What the others seemed to miss was that if Vincent were released, Natalia would be killed. Her mind made up she barked her order.

“Dismissed.” She threw the order over her shoulder. When her pack didn’t move, she turned around, stared down her people, growled and repeated her simple order. “Dismissed!”

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