Here's an exclusive sneak peak at my paranormal erotica story, "A Last Goodbye" which appears in Like That Spark.
I could not believe my eyes. Jeff was with that dead bitch.
Okay, I suppose the correct term is undead since she is a vampire. But I preferred dead bitch. The blood sucking leech had been a real pain in my neck for awhile now. She was always trying to control my life, tell me what to do…and she really seemed to enjoy pushing my buttons and getting me all fired up.
But this? This was beneath even her, or so I thought before I showed up to Dante’s soirée to find her draped all over my boyfriend…er…uhm, I guess technically he’s my ex-boyfriend since I broke up with him a couple days ago. It was for his own good.
See here’s the thing; I recently discovered my family has magical roots. How did I discover that? Well, I had one intense humdinger of an orgasm and…almost burned down my house, well not almost, I scorched it pretty good. It wasn’t a total loss but it is no longer livable.
I came into my powers pretty late so no one ever bothered to tell me I might be a witch. Then after getting all hot and fiery that one night two women show up at my door (well, technically my mom’s door since I had burnt my place up pretty bad) a couple days later to tell me they were my trainers.
One was Camille, my mother’s best friend (yes, both Camille and my mom are witches, would have been nice if someone could have told me sooner and prepared me for such craziness) and the other was Deirdre, the blood sucking leech of a drop dead gorgeous vampire… bitch…currently running her fingers through my boy…through Jeff’s dark, silky hair.
Anyway for the past couple months Camille and Deirdre have been training me, showing me how to channel and control my magic and use the energy in positive ways. You know ways that don’t involve burning down houses.
I broke up with Jeff because he is human and from what I was learning that meant he was going to end up getting hurt in my world. A world I still didn’t know much about except that it was dangerous. Yeah, so dangerous that the boobalicious bitch Deirdre could drag him to this soirée and fondle him in public. Oh my god, was his hand on her ass?
This was crap. I gave him up to keep him out of this magical world, not pull him in and get him killed or something. From what I understood over half of the people at this party weren’t really people, they were Others. Like witches, vampires, demons, and…well I wasn’t quite sure what else. Maybe a fairy or two.
