Releasing the Dragon: Myths and Legends, Book One by Stacie Simpson
Authors: Stacie Simpson
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their
instincts are not being smothered by magic. The same could not be
said for beings with Rook's ancestry. Yet even with the odds
stacked against him, I had to believe fate would eventually reward
such a worthy male.
We went our separate ways after that; Rook
checking in at the security office and me heading back to my
apartment to get some sleep. Not that I really thought I'd be able
to sleep, but it was worth a shot.
* * * * *
Chapter Eight
Monday morning when I reported for work
Scarlett informed me that I would be assigned to Lilith's for the
first week, then I would most likely rotate to one of the other
clubs. She didn't mention The Gateway but I hoped that one day I
would earn a place on that stage. The shows at The Gateway varied
greatly and included well known comedians, Claire's psychic
readings, and elaborate dance productions. Having the lead role in
a show at The Gateway would make all of my dreams come true.
It was Wednesday night and I was outside
Lilith's reading vampire legends before my shift started. For the
past few days I'd spent most of my free time exploring the resort
and reading the various legends plastered on the walls. Some of the
information seemed to be based in truth but much of it was a little
far-fetched. After several days of reading the stories, I came to
the conclusion that unless I actually meet a shapeshifter or
vampire I will never be able to discern fact from fiction.
I hadn't seen or heard from Dragon since we
said goodbye last weekend and I regretted not getting a phone
number to contact him. It was only dumb luck that I didn't have to
work on Friday when I'm supposed to be meeting him at The Gateway.
More than that though, I wanted a way to reach out to him, a way to
feel the connection I'd felt when he held me in his arms. I knew I
shouldn't let myself get attached so quickly, but there was just
something about him...
"The gift shop sells an excellent hardcover
book that contains every myth and legend found on the walls of this
resort."
His voice came from behind me, a gentle
caress I felt deep inside my body. I closed my eyes letting the
sensation fill me with warmth. How could such an innocent thing
affect me so intimately?
"I might just have to look into that," I said
as I spun around smiling. "I'm starting to get kinks in my neck
from starring up at walls all day."
Dragon was a few feet away from me leaning
against the wall with his hands in his pockets. I let my gaze
travel over the red shirt he wore unbuttoned at the top with a suit
jacket that matched his black trousers perfectly. His clothing was
impeccable, obviously expensive and tailored just for him. He
looked so good I wanted to close the distance between us and wrap
myself around him.
"Usually when I see a vampire my first
thought is to run a stake through it's heart, but in your case, I
might have to make an exception." His eyes were riveted to my
costume, a red and black slim-fitting corset dress with satin and
velvet trim. The main part of the skirt ended just below my hips
where lace flared a little and continued to my ankles with a slit
up the middle. The outfit was completed with lace sleeves, a
vampire collar, black jeweled choker, and little fangs attached to
my teeth.
"Do you like it?" I lifted the dress with
both hands and danced in a circle.
When I made it back around to face him again
he pushed off from the wall and moved towards me with the prowling
gait of a hunter used to catching his prey. By the time he stopped
just inches in front of me my blood was rushing though my veins at
a rate that left me dizzy.
He leaned forward slowly and smoothed his
hands down my arms as he whispered in my ear. "I don't think I have
ever seen a sight more tempting than you in this dress. If fact, I
like it so much that I can barely keep from ravishing you here in
this hallway."
His words sent heat flashing through my body,
and then I saw just a taste of what he'd suggested. He had one
instincts are not being smothered by magic. The same could not be
said for beings with Rook's ancestry. Yet even with the odds
stacked against him, I had to believe fate would eventually reward
such a worthy male.
We went our separate ways after that; Rook
checking in at the security office and me heading back to my
apartment to get some sleep. Not that I really thought I'd be able
to sleep, but it was worth a shot.
* * * * *
Chapter Eight
Monday morning when I reported for work
Scarlett informed me that I would be assigned to Lilith's for the
first week, then I would most likely rotate to one of the other
clubs. She didn't mention The Gateway but I hoped that one day I
would earn a place on that stage. The shows at The Gateway varied
greatly and included well known comedians, Claire's psychic
readings, and elaborate dance productions. Having the lead role in
a show at The Gateway would make all of my dreams come true.
It was Wednesday night and I was outside
Lilith's reading vampire legends before my shift started. For the
past few days I'd spent most of my free time exploring the resort
and reading the various legends plastered on the walls. Some of the
information seemed to be based in truth but much of it was a little
far-fetched. After several days of reading the stories, I came to
the conclusion that unless I actually meet a shapeshifter or
vampire I will never be able to discern fact from fiction.
I hadn't seen or heard from Dragon since we
said goodbye last weekend and I regretted not getting a phone
number to contact him. It was only dumb luck that I didn't have to
work on Friday when I'm supposed to be meeting him at The Gateway.
More than that though, I wanted a way to reach out to him, a way to
feel the connection I'd felt when he held me in his arms. I knew I
shouldn't let myself get attached so quickly, but there was just
something about him...
"The gift shop sells an excellent hardcover
book that contains every myth and legend found on the walls of this
resort."
His voice came from behind me, a gentle
caress I felt deep inside my body. I closed my eyes letting the
sensation fill me with warmth. How could such an innocent thing
affect me so intimately?
"I might just have to look into that," I said
as I spun around smiling. "I'm starting to get kinks in my neck
from starring up at walls all day."
Dragon was a few feet away from me leaning
against the wall with his hands in his pockets. I let my gaze
travel over the red shirt he wore unbuttoned at the top with a suit
jacket that matched his black trousers perfectly. His clothing was
impeccable, obviously expensive and tailored just for him. He
looked so good I wanted to close the distance between us and wrap
myself around him.
"Usually when I see a vampire my first
thought is to run a stake through it's heart, but in your case, I
might have to make an exception." His eyes were riveted to my
costume, a red and black slim-fitting corset dress with satin and
velvet trim. The main part of the skirt ended just below my hips
where lace flared a little and continued to my ankles with a slit
up the middle. The outfit was completed with lace sleeves, a
vampire collar, black jeweled choker, and little fangs attached to
my teeth.
"Do you like it?" I lifted the dress with
both hands and danced in a circle.
When I made it back around to face him again
he pushed off from the wall and moved towards me with the prowling
gait of a hunter used to catching his prey. By the time he stopped
just inches in front of me my blood was rushing though my veins at
a rate that left me dizzy.
He leaned forward slowly and smoothed his
hands down my arms as he whispered in my ear. "I don't think I have
ever seen a sight more tempting than you in this dress. If fact, I
like it so much that I can barely keep from ravishing you here in
this hallway."
His words sent heat flashing through my body,
and then I saw just a taste of what he'd suggested. He had one
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