Puzzled by his growing attraction to Chansey Leclaire, a human, he is unable to resist the captivating relationship that threatens to reveal his existence as a vampire. Refreshingly told from the perspective of a male vampire, this book is an enjoyable read that captures perfectly the love between Curry and Chansey. The book begins with the mysterious severing of the bonds that bind Curry to his maker — a vicious vampire whom he hates. Curry spends 21 years learning to assimilate with humans, and finally decides to move into his childhood home, renting with the elderly couple who own the house now. When their grand-daughter comes to stay, Curry is afraid that he is a danger to her, young blood being so much more desirable than old blood. While there is little action in the book, and most of it occurs near the end, I did enjoy the plot because it is centred on an interesting mythology.
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Chapter 23 After Sebastian and Solomon were gone, I stood alone in the kitchen while Chansey sat in the living room waiting for me to return. I had a new and wonderful life to explore with her, and frankly, I found myself nervous about being alone with her.
I nervously returned to the living room and sat on the couch beside her. Uncertainty danced in her eyes as she hesitated in asking me the questions on her mind. I took her hand in mine and brought it to my lips to place a kiss upon her hand. She nodded without answering. I only know what Sebastian has told us. We will have to experience life together and make decisions as we go. I want to bring you roses and take you places and do romantic things for you.
I want you to be my girl. She stood and tugged on my hand. She relit the candles, turned off the lights, then crossed the room and sat facing me on the edge of the bed.
She raised her fingertips to my face and traced the outline of my lips. I smiled and she ran her fingertips across one of my incisors, pricking her finger. She sucked in a deep breath at the shock of unexpectedly cutting her skin and a tiny drop of blood rose to the surface of her skin. She grabbed her finger and instinctively squeezed, causing a larger drop to accumulate. Her expression clicked and I knew my words unintentionally hurt her.
I leaned forward and took her finger into my mouth, licking the blood from her finger. I lightly sucked and pulled a small amount of freshly circulated blood into my mouth and the flavor of her blood was the same as her fragrance, neutral. Believe me, I do. More than you know. Her Scent of Anteros flooded the room making it difficult to separate rational from irrational thoughts. I returned her fierce kisses but knew I had to stop before it was too far gone, so I lightly pushed her away.
You are killing me here. When we make love for the first time, it will be after we married. Making you my wife is my choice and marriage is one way for me to show you and the human world what you mean to me and how much I love you.
A proper proposal is the way it should be. I knew this topic would emerge eventually and now was as good a time as any to break the news to her. Why would you not turn me? You will never be what I am. The body remains here on earth while the soul is escorted by an angel into the presence of God but that is not the case for a vampire. I had never described the experience of being turned to anyone and I found it difficult to find human words to properly describe the true agony of how it feels to be changed.
It could have been minutes or it could have been days because I had no way of judging time and just when I decided I would fall forever, I was plunged into an isolated darkness.
I was alone and the only thing I was able to do was experience memories and remorse for the path my life had taken, yet I found some way to regret the things I would never get to do. My body was consumed with an inextinguishable fire that I had no way of relieving.
It felt like liquid fire beginning on the left side of my chest, over my heart, and each contraction of my heart pushed the burning acid further through my veins, circulating it throughout my body. When I woke with a fierce thirst, Marsala had prepared my first victim for me. She had stolen a housekeeper from a neighboring plantation.
Forgiving yourself is what you have to learn to do. Hard as I try, I can no longer recall all of their faces, or their words as they pleaded for mercy, but the identical look of fear in all of their eyes will forever haunt me.
She laid her head on my chest and neither of us attempted to argue the subject further. For now. I arrived to pick Chansey up from work and parked in my usual spot. She was running a little late, so I tried to wait patiently, but each minute that ticked by made me a little more nervous. She is in room What are you up to this time? I thought she understood where I was on the issue. They are to your right around the corner.
I inserted the keycard into the slot and was unexpectedly alarmed by the familiar scent. I slung the door open, nearly off of the hinges, and saw Chansey sitting in a chair across the room. I allowed the door to shut behind me and walked into the room. I realized I recognized the sound of the voice, but was unable to place it, so I pushed the thought aside as my mind began to formulate a plan to rescue Chansey.
She is ravishing. I think this one could be a keeper, or maybe not, since I did come here to take her from you. Is that you? Well, I take that back, I am dead, just not the kind of dead you thought I was. You can add one and one and guess what, you are right. You stole her from me. Surely, you can see that.
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Chapter 23 After Sebastian and Solomon were gone, I stood alone in the kitchen while Chansey sat in the living room waiting for me to return. I had a new and wonderful life to explore with her, and frankly, I found myself nervous about being alone with her. I nervously returned to the living room and sat on the couch beside her. Uncertainty danced in her eyes as she hesitated in asking me the questions on her mind.
Blood of Anteros
JoJoshakar Apr 06, Ruth rated it really liked it. The story is original, the characters are fantastic, the plot is clever and intriguing. Well…no author language police here right now. I had more questions than answers, but one thing was unmistakable; although she released me from her embrace, her hold on me remained. To everyone else, read at your anterros risk!