SEDUCE MY BLOOD (Bloody Desires Book 1) by Yumoyori Wilson (1)

FIVE MINUTES EARLIER...

"Liam, I can't miss this meeting and use the excuse that my vampire lover wants to keep me chained up in his mansion because he thinks the outside world is unsafe." It was probably good I wasn't holding my cell phone because I would have hung up by now. 

"Anastasia, it’s only because I care. I don’t want you getting hurt again,” Liam, my new lover, replied. I was surprised we'd been together for as long as we had. Not that I had problems with men. It was quite the opposite actually. If they laid eyes on me, men would drop everything to cross crowded streets or climb over fences just to get to me. The attention was a blessing and a curse. At least I finally found a man who could hold a conversation with me.

"First off, that was a scratch with a little, itsy bitsy bit of poison in it. It didn't kill me. Just made me dizzy and confused. Secondly, you know succubi are surprisingly hard to kill, which is NOT because of my amazing seduction powers that run through my blood." I lectured, looking in my rear view mirror at the empty country road behind my pink Lexus. 

I sighed, hoping this trip would hurry the hell up. Sure, Liam and I were arguing, but I truly missed his presence, which was a first for me. I didn't even miss my best friend who made life a lot more fun than what I quickly realized was a dull life without such companionship.

"Sia."

I paused in my speech, loving the way Liam shortened my name and used that husky voice of his, doing the whole 'fuck this trip, my ass is turning this baby around for hot sex and chocolate dessert in bed afterward' thing as little tingles prickled through me. I wonder if this is what it’s like when I indirectly use my powers?

I inhaled deeply, keeping my eyes straight ahead at the road before me. "Liam, I'm an adult. I’m a very independent woman who needs her freedom to continue doing the business I had to create to survive the madness of NYC. No one had sympathy then, and even after all these years it's still the same. It's just a business meeting. I would need a valid excuse to cancel," I explained in a softer tone.

Liam was quiet for a moment. "Then can I come over there? I won't be there exactly on time, but I'll be able to keep an eye on you when you leave your hotel room."

"You mean to be there out in the open? Or stalk me, like vampires love to do, spooking people."

"You know, you are ALSO a vampire and like to stalk just as much. Your best friend told me before you even asked," Liam countered. Fucking Alexander! Can't keep his mouth shut.

"That was different. I technically worked for you. Stalking is in my job description," I pointed out.

"As a secretary?" he said in a skeptical tone.

"Hey. Don't use that tone. Secretaries are the best stalkers to make sure you don't get clumsy, like Annie giving you black coffee instead of your usual six sugars, five creams, no foam, Venti latte in the mornings before your intense three-hour meetings. Not to mention the time you slept in and I had to search and reschedule everything to ensure you were set for the next week while you were off being a sexy vampire and sparkling everywhere."

"I don't sparkle,” he grumbled.

"That wasn't the point I was trying to make.” I shook my head. "Admit it. My stalking skills as your private secretary are the best," I stated proudly.

He chuckled, the sound making me relax. "Yes. My Anastasia is the best private secretary I've ever had and makes sure to meet all my needs. Every. Single. One, " he whispered and I had to remind myself to breathe.

"Tease. I'm driving." I used my left hand to fan my burning face.

"I did no such thing. I'll be on my way. Be safe for me." He whispered the last sentence, making me smile.

"Yes, my love. I'll be fine. The cactus will ensure no one fucks with me in this wasteland," I joked.

"I love you," he spoke quietly, something I knew was hard for him to say. I looked again into the rearview mirror before glancing out my left window.

"I love you t-"

Suddenly, my life flashed before my eyes as something crashed directly into the left side of my car. Slowly my car spun high above the ground, glass shards of all sizes drifted slowly through the vehicle. My ears picked up on a scream, which I then realized came from me.

Flip, flip, flip, flip. CRASH!

The car skidded on its roof and the pain that went through me was indescribable. It felt like the air was forced out of me and for a time I blacked out.

It felt like a second, maybe two, or possibly as much as sixty. I couldn't think straight as the pain continued to vibrate through my body, making it hard to even breathe.

"Anastasia!! SIA!"

I could hear Liam's distress through the phone that miraculously was next to me on the floor. Well, the ceiling. The smell of leaking gas hit my nose and I began to panic, realizing I had to get out in case the car decided to blow up, taking me with it. I needed to escape quickly.

Moving after a car accident was a bitch, but the adrenaline that suddenly spiked through me demanded I escape this ticking time bomb. I unbuckled my seatbelt which caused me to fall onto the broken glass covering the ceiling.

I let out a whimper from the pain in my hands and legs but I continued my attempt to escape, deciding my body could probably fit through the passenger window. I grabbed the phone, realizing Liam was still on the line. I couldn’t even really form words, my quiet whimpers as tears rolled down my cheeks the only way to tell him I'd managed to survive.

"Babe, Brian's coming. He'll be there in a few minutes. Just hang on,” he soothed.

I replied with another sob before I slowly made my way out of the car. When I reached the surface, I began to drag my body across the sandy ground, pausing to hold back the scream of agony that wanted so desperately to be set free. The pain was getting unbearable and I didn't know how long it would be before I fainted.

Safety. I just need to get far enough to be safe from the explosion. Yes.

I looked forward, noticing the cactus not too far away. Speak of the devil. Damn cactus, you didn't do your job. 

I began to slowly drag myself towards the large green prickly cactus. The closer I got, the more energy I found to push forward. I finally reached it and cried in relief, forcing myself to remain as still as possible. I could feel the blood leave my body with each drag across the earth and my vampire instincts were already making this experience harder as my thirst grew with each second, my desire to drink that lovely thick liquid becoming stronger and stronger. 

I heard footsteps approach, but instead of feeling relieved that Brian had arrived, a sense of dread ran through me. It was as if my body knew my doom was imminent. 

"Sia? Sia!" Liam continued to call out over the line, and I gripped the phone in my right hand, pulling it close to my lips. "Person....not...Brian...bad......I...love...you."

I couldn't manage to say anything else before a pair of black shoes appeared before me. I fought to lift my head, wanting to see the person who would kill me. I don't know about other people, but this NYC girl believed in ghosts and boy, if I died today, I would make sure my ass haunted this piece of shit until he turned himself in so Liam and Brian could fuck him up. Also couldn’t forget Alexander who would bitch slap the living soul out of him. 

I finally lifted my head, having to squint through my blurry vision. A smug smile was on the face of the purple-eyed stranger. I knew from one look he wasn't a vampire, but then the dots clicked and I knew without a doubt exactly what he was.

He knelt down so I could get a better look at him. He chuckled quietly. "A succubus-vampire. You, my dear, are a rarity. No wonder that brat has taken a liking to you. Too bad he won't make it here in time to watch me kill you."

I gritted my teeth, growling as my eyes locked onto the pulse beating rapidly in his neck. I may have been injured, but once a vampire’s instincts took control, even the weakest could be a real threat.

He pulled something out of his pocket, but I was faster, gripping the phone in my hand as I launched myself at him, wanting to do some damage to this person who thought he could mess with me.

He crashed right into the cactus and cried out in pain as the sharp thorns stuck into him. Sadly, I wasn't fast enough to fight off his kick which sent me flying onto my back, breaking something, which at this point did nothing to me because I was already in so much pain, I felt more numb than anything. I rolled onto my stomach and snarled a spell I'd learned from Alexander's silly "Witch Magic for Beginners” guide.

"ASHLA BURN!"

Fire shot out of the ground and he screamed as he took a direct hit. His body began to burn wildly and he dropped to the ground, rolling to try and put it out. I attempted to move but was unable to muster the energy. Liam's screams through the speaker made my heart hurt. I could hear his frustration and pain, as well as his tears. I hadn’t predicted our relationship would lead to love, and now as I watched the burning man slowly rise up, I somehow knew I wouldn't get to see Liam again.

I wouldn't get to enjoy my morning shifts bringing him coffee and giving him those passionate kisses at his desk or enjoy our lunch breaks as we planned for the next set of events in the afternoon. We wouldn't share those quiet rides home in rush hour traffic or the extravagant dinners we'd take turns treating each other to.

I wouldn't get to look into his hazelnut eyes, which would flicker to red before he'd take a taste of my blood, sending us both into an euphoric state. He'd put all the blame on Brian and that would be the deal breaker, turning this into a war.

Which was exactly what this man wanted, fighting the flames burning his flesh in order to stumble over to my side. I gritted my teeth as his burnt hand gripped my hair, tugging me up. His eyes stared into mine as they slowly began to dull. I knew neither of us would survive, but how would he kill me?

Something poked into my neck, making me scream, then a cool liquid slowly entered my veins. My eyes dilated and I began to choke, my body failing to take in any more air. It felt like my insides were freezing.

"Bye-bye, Miss Secretary. You'll never live long enough to be the queen of anything," the man struggled to announce loudly, before blood poured out of his mouth. He let go of my hair and I dropped to my knees. He took a few steps away before falling to the ground. He twitched a few times before freezing in place, taking his last breath.

I tried to take the needle out but I couldn't move, my head laying on top of my right hand which held my phone.

I opened my mouth to reply, to say one last goodbye. I couldn't tell him how much change he'd brought into my life, but a final goodbye would be enough. But then I realized it was too late. I took my final breath as my eyes dulled; my once bright world went black.