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Authors: Rosalind Scarlett
Against
the side of the carriage wall I did hunch meself, me face turned away, striving
to hold me breath so that I wouldn’t smell his fresh blood. Although I felt
awful fer his fate, relieved I be that at least ‘twas over and I could return
home and attempt to banish his face from me memory. However, I knew unlikely
that be.
To say
that Zahrah be immensely displeased at this outcome of me initiating quest
would have been a severe understatement! Grabbed me she did, spinning me
around. “What is the matter with you,
ragazza
!” she screamed at me.
“Why did you cease in the midst of it like that?” she demanded. The wild look
in her eyes, the contempt in her tone, it frightened me.
Uttering
nothing in response, I shrunk from her into the velvet wall. I just wanted her
to disappear from me. Katja looked at me from the other side of the dead boy,
a mixture of concern and sympathy upon her face.
Fumed
at me lack of response, Zahrah slapped me hard, then grabbed me roughly by me
cheekbones, forcing me to look at her. Her mouth ‘twas bathed in his blood,
colouring her teeth red, drops of it falling from her chin onto her cleavage.
She looked absolutely revolting. I gasped.
A
monster she be!
What
does that make me then?
“How
dare you interfere with
my
pleasure!” Zahrah hissed through her
bloodstained teeth at me. “You will
never
do something as this again!”
Frozen I be beneath her pointed fingers crushing into the bones through the
flesh of me face.
“
Capisce
?”
I tried to nod, but she held me face too tightly fer me to move.
“Speak!”
she screeched.
“
Sì
,
Zahrah!” I managed to say, me face flaring with pain.
“You
would do well to understand something,
A-sleen
,” Zahrah pronounced me
name with a tone of condescension. “When we hunt, it is
my
lead you
follow. It is always
my
hunt you are so privileged to be joining,
not
yours. Consider yourself fortunate to be
my
guest. It is by
my
graciousness alone that
you
are permitted to feed, and
only
after
I have taken all the pleasure I desire from him. Is this clear?”
Her
hold upon me face she released. I nodded, and then quickly spoke me answer. “
Sì
,
Zahrah.”
Zahrah
sat back, gloating in her satisfaction and smeared the blood across her face
with the back of her hand, which she promptly set about licking clean.
The
remainder of the jaunt back home ‘twas one of awkward silence, at least on me
part.
Look for the
Official
Publication Release
of
Soeis
June 21
st
2013!
Rosalind Scarlett
lives in Boulder, Colorado with her loving and supportive husband, two
rambunctious little boys, her beautiful Great Dane, Isis and her proud bunny,
Micah. She holds degrees in Psychology and Interior Design.
Rosalind is zealously proud to be of Celtic ancestry.
When not
immersed in her writings, Rosalind's passions are reading, listening to music,
yoga, spiritual exploration, organic gardening and living, riding horses,
transforming ugly, old houses to their former splendor, riding bicycles with
her family, hiking, mountains, lush evergreen forests, foggy mornings,
falling snow, feeding old bread to small critters and watching nature form her
deck on crisp evenings with a glass of wine.
Connect with Rosalind Scarlett
:
Short Story Erotica:
Cailín
(Book
I)
Soeis
(Book
II) June 2013
Leannán
(Book
III) September 2013
Soilsiú
(Book
IV) December 2013
Rhapsody
(Book
I) September 2013
Sanctuary
(Book
II) January 2014
Look for this Upcoming Series in 2014:
Garlands of Flowers
(Book
I)
Moonlight on Flowers
(Book
II)