muscular and manly, exposed. Her stomach clenched with need. To perfect this image of her dark and sexy man, a cigarette burned in the hand he’d propped his head on while he scratched the dog’s head with the other.
“I’ve already confessed I smoke when stressed from time to time,” he spoke, his eyes meeting hers before scanning her body from head to toe, like she didn’t really exist. “You made record time. I thought I could get it down and spray something to get rid of the smell before you arrived.”
“Your Boss is a beautiful dog,” she said, remembering the dog's name had something to do with something, or someone, to beat in a video game.
Still standing in the door, unable to move, she made this moment a memory she’d never forget. She wished she had a camera to capture it, but she couldn’t imagine she’d ever forget how he looked just then. The relief, the love, so evident in his eyes grew undeniable to her heart.
****
Slowly, starring, he stood. This moment he’d dreamed of for so long, finally here. It seemed surreal. In her silver dress and heels she seemed a figment of his imagination, of unearthly beauty. He snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, vowing to himself to finally give them up for good, for her, for the sake of living every moment to the fullest, the longest, with this gift before him. He had her now, and he’d move heaven and earth to assimilate their lives together, to make her part of his family, to make her comfortable, loved, want for nothing. He wanted her every dream for her, and only because of that would he look at his money as a blessing now, a way of providing her every comfort and every adventure she could dream of.
Just being there, in his place, it was all he’d ever need. And as soon as he got her naked, made love to her over and over again tonight, he’d tell her all these things, and more, that lay like the greatest burden ever on his heart.
“I love you,” he said as he crossed the room between them.
She’d stepped inside.
Mine now , he thought to himself as she uttered those magical words back.
“The dance between darkness and light will always remain – the stars and the moon will always need the darkness to be seen, the darkness wi ll just not be worth having without the moon and the stars.” ¯ C. JoyBell C.
THE END
Also Available by Kiki Howell
What Lies Within Us
Hidden Salem
At War In The Willows Trilogy
The Vampire’s Witch
The Vampire’s Wolf
The Vampire’s Human
Naughty Hot Shots - Sacred Sex
Working Out The Kinks
Mystical Mayhem
Love, Creativity and Magick - A Steampunk Valentine’s Day Tale
Snowed In
Torn Asunder
The Sum of All, (co-authored with Emma Hillman)
A Questionable Hero
A Strange Freedom: Blood & Fireworks
The Witches Beast
The Healing Spell
Kiki Howell's Short Stories in Multi-Author Anthologies
“Reinventing the Quickie, The Diary of Sam” in the Spontaneous Liaisons Anthology by Naughty Nights Press
“Midnight Showing” in the Wicked and Wanton All Hallow's Eve Anthology by Naughty Nights Press
“Love & Marriage Cures” in the Happy Ending Anthology by Excessica Publishing
“Samhain’s Visitors” in Just Another Paranormal Halloween Anthology by Mojocastle Press
“Hero of the Waves” in the Hope Ocean Anthology by Hedge Witchery Book
“The Werewolf Spell” in the Silver Moon, Bloody Bullets: An Anthology of Werewolf Tails by Pill Hill Press
“Beltane’s Guide” in the Four Seasons: Spring 2009 Anthology by Excessica Publishing
“Spirit, Yet To Come” in the Four Seasons: Winter 2009 Anthology by Excessica Publishing
Read on for more from Kiki Howell....
A preview of the At War In The Willows Trilogy...
The Vampire’s Witch
Book One
Chapter One
Rage carried Isaac from California back to Tennessee at a fevered speed even for a vampire. The night curled in around him, but not as
“I’ve already confessed I smoke when stressed from time to time,” he spoke, his eyes meeting hers before scanning her body from head to toe, like she didn’t really exist. “You made record time. I thought I could get it down and spray something to get rid of the smell before you arrived.”
“Your Boss is a beautiful dog,” she said, remembering the dog's name had something to do with something, or someone, to beat in a video game.
Still standing in the door, unable to move, she made this moment a memory she’d never forget. She wished she had a camera to capture it, but she couldn’t imagine she’d ever forget how he looked just then. The relief, the love, so evident in his eyes grew undeniable to her heart.
****
Slowly, starring, he stood. This moment he’d dreamed of for so long, finally here. It seemed surreal. In her silver dress and heels she seemed a figment of his imagination, of unearthly beauty. He snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, vowing to himself to finally give them up for good, for her, for the sake of living every moment to the fullest, the longest, with this gift before him. He had her now, and he’d move heaven and earth to assimilate their lives together, to make her part of his family, to make her comfortable, loved, want for nothing. He wanted her every dream for her, and only because of that would he look at his money as a blessing now, a way of providing her every comfort and every adventure she could dream of.
Just being there, in his place, it was all he’d ever need. And as soon as he got her naked, made love to her over and over again tonight, he’d tell her all these things, and more, that lay like the greatest burden ever on his heart.
“I love you,” he said as he crossed the room between them.
She’d stepped inside.
Mine now , he thought to himself as she uttered those magical words back.
“The dance between darkness and light will always remain – the stars and the moon will always need the darkness to be seen, the darkness wi ll just not be worth having without the moon and the stars.” ¯ C. JoyBell C.
THE END
Also Available by Kiki Howell
What Lies Within Us
Hidden Salem
At War In The Willows Trilogy
The Vampire’s Witch
The Vampire’s Wolf
The Vampire’s Human
Naughty Hot Shots - Sacred Sex
Working Out The Kinks
Mystical Mayhem
Love, Creativity and Magick - A Steampunk Valentine’s Day Tale
Snowed In
Torn Asunder
The Sum of All, (co-authored with Emma Hillman)
A Questionable Hero
A Strange Freedom: Blood & Fireworks
The Witches Beast
The Healing Spell
Kiki Howell's Short Stories in Multi-Author Anthologies
“Reinventing the Quickie, The Diary of Sam” in the Spontaneous Liaisons Anthology by Naughty Nights Press
“Midnight Showing” in the Wicked and Wanton All Hallow's Eve Anthology by Naughty Nights Press
“Love & Marriage Cures” in the Happy Ending Anthology by Excessica Publishing
“Samhain’s Visitors” in Just Another Paranormal Halloween Anthology by Mojocastle Press
“Hero of the Waves” in the Hope Ocean Anthology by Hedge Witchery Book
“The Werewolf Spell” in the Silver Moon, Bloody Bullets: An Anthology of Werewolf Tails by Pill Hill Press
“Beltane’s Guide” in the Four Seasons: Spring 2009 Anthology by Excessica Publishing
“Spirit, Yet To Come” in the Four Seasons: Winter 2009 Anthology by Excessica Publishing
Read on for more from Kiki Howell....
A preview of the At War In The Willows Trilogy...
The Vampire’s Witch
Book One
Chapter One
Rage carried Isaac from California back to Tennessee at a fevered speed even for a vampire. The night curled in around him, but not as
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