WeWriWa o1.28.17

(This is ER/RO/PA/FA - Forgot to put this in my name on the linky list.)

It has been way too long since I last participated in this! I signed up last minute yesterday because I have been writing a lot lately, between three different stories that I have been writing for years. I had a difficult time picking which one I should share from today. 

And the winner is... of course BloodLust: Armani :)

For those readers that remember the story, I'm just going to continue where I last left off. For those who don't, Karlea is a human who was taken against her will by vampire Armani. He had forced her to drink large quantities of his blood, bloodbonding her to him. She was high on his blood the night before and had slept with Armani. This takes place right after she wakes up. This isn't the first time she has dealt with vampires. She was dating one in the past that had broken it off with her right before Armani took her captive.

Karlea lept up, taking the blanket with her to cover her nakedness. Armani, wrapped in a sheet, opened his eyes. Karlea tried to speak first, but failed; she was tired, cold, scared, and definitely angry. The euphoria was gone, leaving her head a jumbled mess.

“Good morning.” Armani smiled, looking at her adoringly and happy, although he knew she was anything but - last night was more incredible than any kill or any woman he had ever been with. He looked at the light coming in from the window, “Afternoon.” “Where are my clothes?” Karlea asked as calmly as she could.
“Why? You’re not going anywhere.” Armani replied, smirking.

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Snippet Sunday 13.11.16 - Its been awhile...

Welcome to Snippet Sunday! It has been forever since I took part in any blog hops. I last time I posted was in January, right after New Years. Eek! Let's just say 2016 has been a year full of shit - and I know many share that exact sentiment. And after last week, apparently its not going to get any better before 2017 comes in. Grrr..

Anyway, I decided to jump into NaNoWriMo a few days late. But have been taking it more seriously then ever before and even working with my schedule to still write when I can. I spent 5 hours writing one day and that never happens. But now this weekend is being completely spent with my kiddos. So, its a give and take, but already feel like I am doing way better than any NaNoWriMo I've done before. Hence, I wanted to jump on and share a snippet. Most of you remember me from my snippets of Karlea and Armani - well, I'm completely re-writing the first BloodLust book - the one before Armani comes into the picture. 

This snippet happens after she meets Jake at the nightclub where she bartends. She is walking home late at night, when she is stabbed. 

"Karlea!" Jake yelled using his speed to get to her. 
He caught her in his arms, looking around, the scent of vampire was heavy in the air, however, the vampire that had done this was gone. He sat on the ground, holding her.
"I'm going to get you some help. Just please hold on." He begged.
He pulled his phone from his pocket and attempted to call 911. The smell of her blood, hitting him tenfold. 
Fuck, he said to himself. Who was he kidding - an ambulance wouldn't make it in time before she bled out, or more over, it wouldn't make it before he drained her the rest of the way. He wasn't going to last with her smelling like that.

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WeWriWa o3.o1.15 - The Morning After

Happy 2016!!!! Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

This snippet needs no introduction...

Karlea stirred, she pulled the comforter and sheet tighter over her naked body, and attempted to fall back asleep.

She stirred again, noticing an arm was holding her at her waist, and a cold body was lying right behind her, curved to hers, still sending sparks through her. She could definitely feel his manhood still inside her. Jake, she thought, everything had been a horrible dream. She opened her eyes and looked at the tattooed arm, it wasn’t a dream. She looked under the blanket as if not believing her sense of touch that she was naked. Looking under confirmed she was indeed naked, and lying with a naked Armani. She noticed all the blood all over the bed.

Oh fuck, she thought, what have I done? She had let his blood get to her and had slept with her captor.

Uh-oh.

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Holiday Extra!

Hey you awesome readers, I decided to make a holiday extra post to accompany my WeWriWa / Snippet post. 

So, I hope you enjoy!

With the side of her face pressed against his chest, Karlea stared at his skin. She was feeling too much at once - euphoric from his blood and the sex, her body tired, and her brain overworking that he said he loved her. Did she want him to? Did she feel the same as him? Or did she still hate him? He kidnapped her...but his blood was in her, pulling her to him, and his blood felt so good. His fingers gently caressed her shoulder, still managing to send sparks through her.
Armani pulled up the comforter, covering them both. He continued to caress her shoulder, the warmth of the comforter soothing her to sleep. Armani watched as her breathing pattern changed, he kissed her head knowing she had fallen asleep. He watched her sleep for hours, trying to formulate what he was going to do with her now.

I think the morning after might happen next post. That should be interesting. ;)
I have more written, but with this scene and next few ones, I have been re-writing slowly because I really didn't like the way they were originally. So, more to come next week. 
I'm writing really slowly because I have a few other projects I'm working on and running a co-op art space -  my writing doesn't happen as much right now, and I am working on three other stories (The 1st BloodLust, a serial killer story, and this story in Armani's p.o.v- it all depends on what voice I am feeling for the writing time. But I am enjoying it all and I love my work as Programming Director at the art space.

Dominate your new year!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

WeWriWa 27.12.15

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

I missed the cut off for WeWriWa, but I will still post for Snippet Sunday. I hope everyone had a great holiday!

So now, here is some Armani & Karlea to warm you up on this cold (yes, its really cold in California!), winter holiday Sunday. Enjoy...

Back in Armani's bed, they gripped each other tight as they finished. Armani collapsed onto her chest as she wrapped her arms around him and caught her breath. Armani moved and laid down next to her, pulling her onto him. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. Armani looked down at her, watching the rising and falling of her chest as she breathed. He tuned in to her heartbeat. It all made her so perfectly human. He tried to hold onto the human feeling he had felt, it was difficult, getting mixed in with his need for blood and lust, but at least he was able to feel it in the slightest.

He had to protect her no matter what the cost, even if it meant losing his immortality. Even if she was turned vampire. 

Thanks for reading! I made a Holiday Extra post, for those of you who want more of these two star crossed lovers ;)

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Thursday Taster 24.12.15

Welcome to Thursday Taster! Its been a few weeks, but I am excited to share more of my serial killer story.

As we walked into the restaurant, the hostess that had about fifteen years on me, looked us up and down, with a disgusted look on her face. 
"Table for two?" She asked, unhappily.
"Yes, please." I replied.
She grabbed two menus and silently stomped her way over to an empty table, the restaurant clientele stopping whatever they were doing to look at us, most of them in fancy dresses and suits. This was mostly what i dealt with for hospital functions and outings with colleagues from the hospital. It was boring and dull. I would much rather have a rebel like Amber by my side. 
I held out the chair for Amber. She sat down and I slightly pushed her chair in.
"Why, thank you, good sir." She said in a fun tone.
"You're welcome, my lady." I replied as I slightly bowed.
She laughed as I sat down.
"Everyone is looking at us." She said.
"Thats because they wish they could have fun like us. I deal with shit like this all the time for hospital functions."
"I don't know how you do it."
"I just make sure to have lots of outside hobbies that keep me happy. And something to look forward to at the end of the night."
"Like what?" She asked curious.
"Like....golf."
"Golf?! That's fun?" She laughed.
"No. Not really. But i do like photography."
We were thankfully interrupted by a waitress, who looked younger than Amber, but with a look that must have drained her daddy's bank account. 
"Hi, my name is Diane, i'll be your server." She said as she looked at Amber's dress. "What i can get you to drink?"
I smiled, "A bottle of your best red wine, please."
She shook her head and walked off, walking over to the hostess. They spoke to each other briefly, before the hostess made her way over to the table. 
"Sir, I'm going to have to pre-authorize your card for your meal tonight. As a precaution."
Amber sneered at her. 
"That's fine." I said as I pulled out my wallet. I was going to give her my American Express card, when I figured it would be better to just give her my bank debit card. I handed it over and without saying thank you, the hostess went into the back. 
"They think we can't pay this." I said, shaking my head.
"Wow, how prissy." Amber said.
She looked over and noticed the old gentlemen sitting near her who was staring at her.
"What?!" She said, loudly, in a punk rock kind of tone. 
He shook his head and went back to eating his tiny portion of salmon. 
"What do you think want to eat?" I asked. We both opened our menus and looked at the fancy names of dishes that cost a fortune for a bite sized portion.
"Are you sure you want do this?" She asked, her eyes questioning the menu. "This is really expensive."
"Its fine." I said, smiling. "Did you forget I work as a cardiac surgeon? This is nothing."
"Well, that's good. Because a paramedic salary really can't." She paused, "Or...now...no salary." 
She made a unhappy face. It was like it just hit her that she was suddenly unemployed.
"Has it not hit you yet?" I asked.
"No."
"So, you haven't thought about what you're going to do next?"
"No, not yet. I figured I'd give myself a day. A paramedic's pay really isn't great for the work we do."
"No, its really not. What was your specialty?"
"Advanced cardiac."
"Really?" I was surprised, but looking at her work this morning, I shouldn't have been.
"Yeah." She replied, shaking her head as I stared at her.
She was so perfect...
"Columbia's med school is great." I said, smirking, "Especially their surgeon department."
"Yeah. Is that where you went?" She laughed.
I shook my head. 
"We'll see, I'll think about it. I kind of like the front line, minus the pay." She said. She looked into my eyes as she spoke.
The waitress interrupted us as she set down two glasses, pouring our wine. She set down the bottle on the table for us and asked what we wanted to order. I looked at Amber.
"I have no idea. You can order for us, since you're so used to this and have a surgeon's salary, Dr. Emerson." Amber said as she stuck her tongue out at me.
I noticed the waitress' eyes widen a bit when Amber said surgeon's salary.
I laughed, covering the fact that I wanted that tongue inside my mouth and on other parts of my body. 

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Knives & Blood,
~Siren X

WeWriWa 20.12.15

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 
And Happy Holidays! Omg, the next post I write will be after the big holiday, its that close. I am so not ready.

Are you ready for more Armani??? 

This is what real love feels like, Armani thought to himself, never experiencing this in his life, even before he was made immortal. He wondered if he would be able to carry this with him to real world, to transcend the boundaries of this plane into the other.
Karlea stared at him, "You love me?" she questioned.
Armani ignored the question, "I've never been able to come here, I'm only able to project others. But apparently you do something to me that i don't understand."
Karlea rested her head on his chest.
"We need to go back. I don't want to, but this takes a lot of energy."

Of course he ignored the question. I want to share more, but I have to stop there. 

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