sound effects, while others were real.
I felt his hand clasp mine. “Are you afraid of these rides?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I said, pulling my hand away.
Dark rides did tend to make me a little jittery, but no way was I going to admit that. What kind of fallen angel demon was afraid of a dark ride?
The cart took us through a torture chamber, complete with bloody bodies and executioners. After going through another set of doors, we were in some kind of coffin room, with the shadow of Dracula looming over us.
So far we hadn’t come across anything too frightening. I was just thinking that maybe I’d over-reacted a little when we crashed through another set of doors and the cart stopped.
This wasn’t so unusual. Carnival rides had a way of breaking down several times a day, at least that had been my experience.
The weird part was the room we were in, and the fact that we were completely alone. I couldn’t even hear the usual annoyed shouts from other riders, which was common when a ride stopped unexpectedly.
Our cart appeared to be floating on water. It even bobbed as if we were being hit with small waves, but it was too foggy to make out much.
Something wasn’t right. The special effects seemed pretty sophisticated for a simple carnival ride.
“What’s going on?” I asked Zane, not bothering to hide my suspicion.
“Beautiful … isn’t it?” His voice had a deep - husky sound to it.
That’s when it dawned on me that I was stuck in the middle of this really weird ride, and sitting next to an actual real vampire. Suddenly I had to question my own sanity.
What the heck had I been thinking?
Zane Dupree was a real – honest to goodness vampire! When I was sent back from death, I had to have brought a little bit of crazy with me.
“Excuse me … I think I want to walk out of here,” I said in a tight voice that let him know I wasn’t going to be dealing with any argument over it.
“Oh come on Izzy. You know how dangerous that could be. Didn’t you hear the announcement to keep your arms and legs in the cart at all times? I think that includes the rest of your body as well.”
“Whatever! You are up to something and I don’t’ intend to stick around here and find out what that something is.”
I went to stand up, but he gently pushed be back to my seat.
“I’m not up to anything … too much. I just wanted us to spend some time alone.”
His voice was as soft as a caress, sending shivers over every nerve ending in my body.
“If you bite me, I’ll zap you into Hell,” I warned.
That’s when he pulled me close, and I felt his lips against my neck.
“I have no intention of feeding on you, but I have to admit the thought is enticing.”
“Then why don’t you back off?” I tried to pull away. If I didn’t put some distance between us, before long I would be letting him do anything he wanted with me.
I was beginning to think I’d have to get a boyfriend, just so Zane wouldn’t be able to use sexual frustration against me.
It was useless. I didn’t have the strength to push him away. His lips covered mine and before I knew it, his tongue was invading my mouth.
I quickly fell under his spell. The last thing on my mind was getting away from him. Kissing Zane was like falling into a bowl of strawberries and whipped cream, but much hotter.
When he finally pulled away there was an unnatural light in his eyes that should have prompted a scream, but all I could do was stare into those eyes.
Bringing a hand up, he caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers. “As long as I exist, I’ll never let anyone hurt you … including myself.”
I opened my mouth to ask him why, but he smothered my question with another kiss. My eyes closed, and when I opened them again, the cart was moving. We were in a crazy clown room.
“How did you do that?” I gasped.
Draping an arm around my shoulder, he pulled me close enough that I could lean against him. “There’s more to me than my
I felt his hand clasp mine. “Are you afraid of these rides?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I said, pulling my hand away.
Dark rides did tend to make me a little jittery, but no way was I going to admit that. What kind of fallen angel demon was afraid of a dark ride?
The cart took us through a torture chamber, complete with bloody bodies and executioners. After going through another set of doors, we were in some kind of coffin room, with the shadow of Dracula looming over us.
So far we hadn’t come across anything too frightening. I was just thinking that maybe I’d over-reacted a little when we crashed through another set of doors and the cart stopped.
This wasn’t so unusual. Carnival rides had a way of breaking down several times a day, at least that had been my experience.
The weird part was the room we were in, and the fact that we were completely alone. I couldn’t even hear the usual annoyed shouts from other riders, which was common when a ride stopped unexpectedly.
Our cart appeared to be floating on water. It even bobbed as if we were being hit with small waves, but it was too foggy to make out much.
Something wasn’t right. The special effects seemed pretty sophisticated for a simple carnival ride.
“What’s going on?” I asked Zane, not bothering to hide my suspicion.
“Beautiful … isn’t it?” His voice had a deep - husky sound to it.
That’s when it dawned on me that I was stuck in the middle of this really weird ride, and sitting next to an actual real vampire. Suddenly I had to question my own sanity.
What the heck had I been thinking?
Zane Dupree was a real – honest to goodness vampire! When I was sent back from death, I had to have brought a little bit of crazy with me.
“Excuse me … I think I want to walk out of here,” I said in a tight voice that let him know I wasn’t going to be dealing with any argument over it.
“Oh come on Izzy. You know how dangerous that could be. Didn’t you hear the announcement to keep your arms and legs in the cart at all times? I think that includes the rest of your body as well.”
“Whatever! You are up to something and I don’t’ intend to stick around here and find out what that something is.”
I went to stand up, but he gently pushed be back to my seat.
“I’m not up to anything … too much. I just wanted us to spend some time alone.”
His voice was as soft as a caress, sending shivers over every nerve ending in my body.
“If you bite me, I’ll zap you into Hell,” I warned.
That’s when he pulled me close, and I felt his lips against my neck.
“I have no intention of feeding on you, but I have to admit the thought is enticing.”
“Then why don’t you back off?” I tried to pull away. If I didn’t put some distance between us, before long I would be letting him do anything he wanted with me.
I was beginning to think I’d have to get a boyfriend, just so Zane wouldn’t be able to use sexual frustration against me.
It was useless. I didn’t have the strength to push him away. His lips covered mine and before I knew it, his tongue was invading my mouth.
I quickly fell under his spell. The last thing on my mind was getting away from him. Kissing Zane was like falling into a bowl of strawberries and whipped cream, but much hotter.
When he finally pulled away there was an unnatural light in his eyes that should have prompted a scream, but all I could do was stare into those eyes.
Bringing a hand up, he caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers. “As long as I exist, I’ll never let anyone hurt you … including myself.”
I opened my mouth to ask him why, but he smothered my question with another kiss. My eyes closed, and when I opened them again, the cart was moving. We were in a crazy clown room.
“How did you do that?” I gasped.
Draping an arm around my shoulder, he pulled me close enough that I could lean against him. “There’s more to me than my
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