A Short Story Published....
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Here is the short story..this retains my copyrights and will be seen again in book one.
Here is the short story..this retains my copyrights and will be seen again in book one.
Graveyard Surprise (c)
Glancing through the dimly lit graveyard I attempted to focus my sight on the dark haired gorgeous man I was attempting to save. Save from what Sydney? Save Aiden from yourself or from himself? Argh. I was attempting tom save him from me, oops, from himself. Did I actually say that?? Well, I indeed was in working with the forces of nature to save a soul and bring peace and happiness to someone who lacked those components for years. I walked over to him as he sat in front of the headstone listing his brother’s name. I reached my hand towards him and waited for him to grasp my hand as he stared up at me.
“Aiden,” his name rolled with ease from my tongue. I stood before him, still, with my hand extended waiting for him to accept my help from the damp grass on his graveyard seat. I knew his khaki pants had to be wet by now, after all it wasn’t possible to sit through the wee hours of the night in a graveyard in khaki pants and not droplets of dew from water soaked air dampen your clothes.
“Aiden!” I called him once again and still no response from the man sitting before me. I knew him well enough from the team to know he was stubborn and I was discovering that he was just as stubborn as me if not more so. Now that would be a problem. Two stubborn people working to help each other, well one of us would have to back down at some point for peace to develop. I can tell you right now it wouldn’t be me backing down. Aiden slowly rolled his jade green eyes towards me and I was at a loss for words. His eyes were so beautiful, so breathtaking that he seemed to look through you when he gazed upon you. Heck, he was gazing at me now, I had finally been granted his attention. Lord have mercy on me, that one look from his eyes accompanied by a flash of his smile told me that after all my careful planning, that I indeed would be the one backing down to him. Oh my, not good at all.
A small mischievous grin revealed malicious intent from the face of an archangel as he grabbed my hand. I felt the moist heat of his hand as he placed it in mine. Instinct told me to help him up, after all that am why I was reaching my hand out to my fellow colleague that right, my colleague, my teammate. Using what strength I had I was able to pull Aiden up from the ground. Instantly I found myself in a situation I never expected.
What is a girl to do when a good looking teammate and friend is faced to face with her in a dark graveyard in the wee morning hours with a fog rolling around at her feet and a ravenous need to feel her teammates lips on her own? Ill tell you, the first instinct most women would have had is to run like hell out of the graveyard to the comfort, security, and safety of their vehicle. I’m not every girl though; I’m a paranormal investigator and so the rules, which apply to many people and many ideals, don’t apply to me. This is a blessing in some situations and a hindrance in others. Trust me on this, I would much rather not have to contemplate Aiden's tasty lips on mine, but thoughts of his mouth encompassing mine was way to vivid for me.
Graveyards to me are like any other social gathering place. Gatherings of specters, vampires, ghosts, sprits, fairy, even immortals have been known to show up along with a few zombies and ghouls. I bet you didn’t such creatures existed, well welcome to the real world. My world is the world that governments and society don’t what you to know about because it would change the whole existence and social latter if the things that go bump in the night truly existed. Here I was standing in a place where such creatures could devour me without a second thought but I wasn’t alone after all. I had Mr. Beautiful with me, could he defend me against such terrible night creatures? We'll, I'm not absolutely user he could, but he could save me from that and myself would be an accomplishment especially since I started out trying to save him. I guess it takes salvation to know salvation.
None of the creatures of the graveyards and the night scared me, well scared me too much anyway except for maybe the creatures with the big teeth such as the vampires. After assisting Aiden up and staring into his eyes I couldn’t help but feel drawn to him again. The scent of the warm summer air and Aiden's own scent sent shivers down my spine. I have to admit at this point, with those jade green eyes staring into mine, I was being sucked into his world. Emotion washed over me as I began to open my mouth to speak. Feeling as if I was falling into the tendrils of Aiden’s world, I quickly looked away. I felt Aiden’s left hand gently guide my face back so that I was looking into his face, his eyes, and being given a chance to read his soul once again.
“Aiden, I don’t think…” My words were hushed by the softness of his lips as he kissed me tenderly. I must have looked surprised because he looked pleased. I hope he wasn’t pleased because he had kissed me and taken me by total surprise.
“Aiden,” my voice was soft and he put a finger to my lips to encourage my quietness. Calmness seemed to overcome him and he released my hand and placed both of his hands on the side of my face.
Oh Lord, he’s going to kiss me. What am I going to do? I asked myself with such a nervous stomach that the butterflies that were a permanent part of my stomach butterflies that fluttered and landed as if they were homing pigeons in flight.
Kiss him! Kiss him you fool! Kiss him!
Sometimes I feel like shooting myself when I answer my own questions in a way that I had never expected. With Aiden it was different though, something was different between us as opposed to me and the other guys in the team. Aiden seemed to understand me.
The sound of wind rushing through the trees in an unnerving frenzy and pulled my attention away from the warm lips that had locked deep upon mine. I didn’t want to pull away from Aiden and his make my toe curling kiss end, but something sinister was coming. I could feel its arrival from deep within my psychic self and from the air around me. I watched once again as the leaves swirled and quickly closed my eyes as if I could push what was coming out of my world. If only that was true.
Aiden's strong arms were now around me and I gripped him close as I reopened my eyes and looked around me. Most people's instinct tells them to look around them, completely around them to see what was going on, but my instinct was paranormally trained so I looked upward. I gripped Aiden as close as I could and felt the sweat beneath his linen shirt and his heart pounding.
Looking up was my mistake and I inadvertently looked strained my eyes as I tried to focus on what was occurring in the swirling breeze. He landed softly, without noise, without motion. He was magnificent and that was a tough act to beat considering Aiden was a "10" on any sane woman's scale of male perfection. His long dark hair and dark complexion caught my attention as he neared me and I stretched my neck to look closer. Aiden held me tighter in his arms and bound me to his chest as the stranger approached.
I wondered what kind of stranger wore a long leather overcoat and tall black boots in this humid southern weather until I thought about out entourage and our outfits as paranormal investigators and spirit releasers. Strange, the wind had settled and the as the stranger moved closer to me I began to recognize him or at last he looked vaguely familiar.
Lord above have mercy on me.
I was looking at a direct duplicate of Slate, but that was impossible because Slate was an only child. My mind whirled with possibilities until the man spoke.
Two words articulated quickly from his mouth in a thick Scottish accent, "Bloody hell!"
Arching a brow, I knew exactly who I was looking at as he smiled and long fangs emerged, a chill ran down my spine. For once in my life, I wanted to run for the safety of the church because I had shared a blood oath with this immortals identical twin. Damn my luck, I was forever boned with a vampire without being bitten, in a distant way anyhow. Just my luck!
By Heidi C. Dahlquist
Published 3/05
Glancing through the dimly lit graveyard I attempted to focus my sight on the dark haired gorgeous man I was attempting to save. Save from what Sydney? Save Aiden from yourself or from himself? Argh. I was attempting tom save him from me, oops, from himself. Did I actually say that?? Well, I indeed was in working with the forces of nature to save a soul and bring peace and happiness to someone who lacked those components for years. I walked over to him as he sat in front of the headstone listing his brother’s name. I reached my hand towards him and waited for him to grasp my hand as he stared up at me.
“Aiden,” his name rolled with ease from my tongue. I stood before him, still, with my hand extended waiting for him to accept my help from the damp grass on his graveyard seat. I knew his khaki pants had to be wet by now, after all it wasn’t possible to sit through the wee hours of the night in a graveyard in khaki pants and not droplets of dew from water soaked air dampen your clothes.
“Aiden!” I called him once again and still no response from the man sitting before me. I knew him well enough from the team to know he was stubborn and I was discovering that he was just as stubborn as me if not more so. Now that would be a problem. Two stubborn people working to help each other, well one of us would have to back down at some point for peace to develop. I can tell you right now it wouldn’t be me backing down. Aiden slowly rolled his jade green eyes towards me and I was at a loss for words. His eyes were so beautiful, so breathtaking that he seemed to look through you when he gazed upon you. Heck, he was gazing at me now, I had finally been granted his attention. Lord have mercy on me, that one look from his eyes accompanied by a flash of his smile told me that after all my careful planning, that I indeed would be the one backing down to him. Oh my, not good at all.
A small mischievous grin revealed malicious intent from the face of an archangel as he grabbed my hand. I felt the moist heat of his hand as he placed it in mine. Instinct told me to help him up, after all that am why I was reaching my hand out to my fellow colleague that right, my colleague, my teammate. Using what strength I had I was able to pull Aiden up from the ground. Instantly I found myself in a situation I never expected.
What is a girl to do when a good looking teammate and friend is faced to face with her in a dark graveyard in the wee morning hours with a fog rolling around at her feet and a ravenous need to feel her teammates lips on her own? Ill tell you, the first instinct most women would have had is to run like hell out of the graveyard to the comfort, security, and safety of their vehicle. I’m not every girl though; I’m a paranormal investigator and so the rules, which apply to many people and many ideals, don’t apply to me. This is a blessing in some situations and a hindrance in others. Trust me on this, I would much rather not have to contemplate Aiden's tasty lips on mine, but thoughts of his mouth encompassing mine was way to vivid for me.
Graveyards to me are like any other social gathering place. Gatherings of specters, vampires, ghosts, sprits, fairy, even immortals have been known to show up along with a few zombies and ghouls. I bet you didn’t such creatures existed, well welcome to the real world. My world is the world that governments and society don’t what you to know about because it would change the whole existence and social latter if the things that go bump in the night truly existed. Here I was standing in a place where such creatures could devour me without a second thought but I wasn’t alone after all. I had Mr. Beautiful with me, could he defend me against such terrible night creatures? We'll, I'm not absolutely user he could, but he could save me from that and myself would be an accomplishment especially since I started out trying to save him. I guess it takes salvation to know salvation.
None of the creatures of the graveyards and the night scared me, well scared me too much anyway except for maybe the creatures with the big teeth such as the vampires. After assisting Aiden up and staring into his eyes I couldn’t help but feel drawn to him again. The scent of the warm summer air and Aiden's own scent sent shivers down my spine. I have to admit at this point, with those jade green eyes staring into mine, I was being sucked into his world. Emotion washed over me as I began to open my mouth to speak. Feeling as if I was falling into the tendrils of Aiden’s world, I quickly looked away. I felt Aiden’s left hand gently guide my face back so that I was looking into his face, his eyes, and being given a chance to read his soul once again.
“Aiden, I don’t think…” My words were hushed by the softness of his lips as he kissed me tenderly. I must have looked surprised because he looked pleased. I hope he wasn’t pleased because he had kissed me and taken me by total surprise.
“Aiden,” my voice was soft and he put a finger to my lips to encourage my quietness. Calmness seemed to overcome him and he released my hand and placed both of his hands on the side of my face.
Oh Lord, he’s going to kiss me. What am I going to do? I asked myself with such a nervous stomach that the butterflies that were a permanent part of my stomach butterflies that fluttered and landed as if they were homing pigeons in flight.
Kiss him! Kiss him you fool! Kiss him!
Sometimes I feel like shooting myself when I answer my own questions in a way that I had never expected. With Aiden it was different though, something was different between us as opposed to me and the other guys in the team. Aiden seemed to understand me.
The sound of wind rushing through the trees in an unnerving frenzy and pulled my attention away from the warm lips that had locked deep upon mine. I didn’t want to pull away from Aiden and his make my toe curling kiss end, but something sinister was coming. I could feel its arrival from deep within my psychic self and from the air around me. I watched once again as the leaves swirled and quickly closed my eyes as if I could push what was coming out of my world. If only that was true.
Aiden's strong arms were now around me and I gripped him close as I reopened my eyes and looked around me. Most people's instinct tells them to look around them, completely around them to see what was going on, but my instinct was paranormally trained so I looked upward. I gripped Aiden as close as I could and felt the sweat beneath his linen shirt and his heart pounding.
Looking up was my mistake and I inadvertently looked strained my eyes as I tried to focus on what was occurring in the swirling breeze. He landed softly, without noise, without motion. He was magnificent and that was a tough act to beat considering Aiden was a "10" on any sane woman's scale of male perfection. His long dark hair and dark complexion caught my attention as he neared me and I stretched my neck to look closer. Aiden held me tighter in his arms and bound me to his chest as the stranger approached.
I wondered what kind of stranger wore a long leather overcoat and tall black boots in this humid southern weather until I thought about out entourage and our outfits as paranormal investigators and spirit releasers. Strange, the wind had settled and the as the stranger moved closer to me I began to recognize him or at last he looked vaguely familiar.
Lord above have mercy on me.
I was looking at a direct duplicate of Slate, but that was impossible because Slate was an only child. My mind whirled with possibilities until the man spoke.
Two words articulated quickly from his mouth in a thick Scottish accent, "Bloody hell!"
Arching a brow, I knew exactly who I was looking at as he smiled and long fangs emerged, a chill ran down my spine. For once in my life, I wanted to run for the safety of the church because I had shared a blood oath with this immortals identical twin. Damn my luck, I was forever boned with a vampire without being bitten, in a distant way anyhow. Just my luck!
By Heidi C. Dahlquist
Published 3/05
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