Friday, February 1, 2019

Excerpt from Unholy Embrace - - A Meeting with the Vampire in Central Park

Frank finds out that walking in Central Park at night can be dangerous.
In the hours after midnight during the week, there were few people on the street. My main concern was the police stopping me for an extended interrogation while I tried to convince them that I was a harmless but eccentric person who walked late at night in a dangerous area. The three-quarter moon on a cloudless night made it difficult for anyone to sneak up on me. I walked into the park at Eighty-Second Street but decided this was a foolish risk. I turned around and found Viscount D’Alessio standing ten feet in front of me. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. My body froze, and my heart beat against my chest.
“Fancy meeting you here.” His malicious smile made me shiver.
“What do you want?” My voice cracked. I felt perspiration forming on my forehead.
“An opportunity to chat with you, become better acquainted.” His smile widened, making his teeth more obvious, as he stepped toward me. I looked around and saw no one. I turned and ran, but I hadn’t gone ten strides when I found him in front of me.
“Running won’t do any good, and your precious little tart isn’t here to rescue you.” Before I could take a step, he grabbed my throat and lifted me off the ground. “It’s time to have the dinner I promised myself the last time we met.”
As the viscount started to pull me into the bushes, a voice shouted, “Stop! Police!  Remain where you are.”
A large man walked toward us. He held a police shield in his left hand. With his right, he pointed a pistol at us.
“What a bother.” The viscount tossed me into the bushes. “I’ll take care of you next. Make a move and your death will be slow and excruciating.” He raised his hands as he walked toward the officer.
“I told you to stop. If you take another step, I’ll fire.”
Stunned and scratched but not hurt, I pulled myself out of the bush and stayed out of the line of fire.
“Dinner for two will just be fine,” the viscount muttered. He moved forward, ignoring the pistol pointed at him.
The officer fired a shot at the vampire, but it had no effect.

“Fool,” the viscount said. 

Monday, January 28, 2019

Review of "An Unholy Embrace" by Paula Phillips

The Phantom Paragrapher

Review of "An Unholy Embrace" by Paula Phillips

Are you loving the whole mortal/vampire love storyline ? Edward and Bella in Twilight , Elena and Stefan / Damon in Vampire Diaries , Dylan and Claire in The Gates (though Claire is now turned) , Alexander/ Jagger and Raven in Vampire Kisses and Dimitri and Rose in Vampire Academy or Hugo and Elizabeth in The Point and who can forget our Sookie Stackhouse and Eric/Bill.


A popular storyline lately has been the tale of the mortal/vampire love story and the majority of them have the male as a Vampire and the female as the love struck mortal. One thing that I really liked in Neil Benson's book is that he decided to use gender reverse roles and make the male the love struck mortal and the female the Vampire. Having it this way, was a nice change for once.

The story starts when Frank and Nessa are out on a date and are attacked by Werewolves, the attack causes Nessa to extract her fangs and go all-  vampirey, something that Frank hasn't really experienced before. We are transported back to the beginning -where they first met and how their relationship started, and of course, how they reached the point in the story.

What follows is Nessa explaining and opening her 400yr old heart to Frank and telling her story on how she became a Vampire starting in Hungary all the way to her travels via Vienna and Paris to the Present time in New York.

We read as the Werewolves attacks are just the beginning as Nessa has been on the run nearly 400 years and has been tracked by Narice - the vampire lover of the Vampire who turned Nessa and in return, Nessa killed out of vengeance.

When Frank realizes the consequences and danger of being with Nessa, can he stand strong and embrace the unholiness of being with a Vampire or will he take the white feather coward option out and leave Nessa to follow a path of a normal life?

An excellent story that shows readers in a paranormal and supernatural way that no matter what happens and how terrifying obstacles can be - love between not only mortals but mortals and supernaturals can stick together.

Friday, January 25, 2019

“I was born over four hundred years ago on a farm in a small town south of Budapest. Only when aroused or threatened do I take on the characteristics you have witnessed.”
   “What do you mean by ‘aroused’?”
   “Don’t pretend to be naive.”
   “So you do take human blood.”
   “I live on whole blood, which is readily available. Occasionally I take a small amount from willing donors at vampire clubs.”
“Before that, how many lives did you take to survive hundreds of years?”
“Three.” Her eyes narrowed, and her face became intense. “I took the blood of animals as often as possible. When the need for human blood overwhelmed me, I drank carefully so as not to take anyone’s life. Since 1861, almost all the blood I have consumed has come from well-paid donors with whom I had no contact. I did not choose to become a vampire. A hideous creature who stalked Hungary, killing many people, made me into one.”
“Why didn’t he kill you?”
“He told me he couldn’t kill a woman so lovely. He made me into one of his servile brides. The creature bragged about how he had given me the gift of eternal life, but he’d neglected to mention I was his slave. Not all vampires have the strength to do what you witnessed earlier this evening.”
“How did you gain such strength?”

“By killing him and taking his blood.” She looked off to the side for a moment, and I wondered what she was thinking.  

Monday, January 21, 2019

A mortal man spends a passionate evening with his vampire lover.


Frank, a mortal man, spends a passionate evening with his vampire lover, Nessa.

She aroused me to intense passion as she continued her supple movements. She sensed when I approached orgasm and would become motionless until I backed away from the peak of pleasure. I don’t know how long she did this, but when she finally let me find relief, perspiration dripped off my forehead.
I was breathing heavily; my body drained of all energy. Her head nestled on my chest, and her left hand stroked my face. Nothing like this had ever happened before. I was a former college tennis player and routinely ran 10K races, but I had never made love with a vampire.
When I opened my eyes, she pressed her lips against my forehead. 
“How long was I asleep?”
“Not long.”
I touched my throat, feeling for punctures.
“You don’t need to do that.” She flicked my hand away. Then she leaned forward and caressed my throat with her tongue, causing me to shiver with delight. If she was going to take blood from me, she could have done it while I was asleep. I had to assume I was safe—or at least as safe as any man was with a vampire he had recently met.
“Are you up for more?” she asked.

Making love with a vampire is undoubtedly dangerous even if she doesn't poke her fangs into your neck. (Author's comment)

Nessa: Meeting a Mortal Lover

From the moment I saw Frank, I felt a connection with him. Though Frank was handsome, it was not his appearance that drew to me to him. His brightly colored aura fluctuated slightly, showing his balanced mind and body. When we went back to his apartment, it took a great effort for me to wait as long as I did before taking him. I wanted to possess him sexually in every way possible. When I left, he was exhausted. He was a thoughtful and sensitive lover who had pleasured me more than anyone I had lain with for hundreds of years.
I wanted to see him the next night, but I knew that if I moved too swiftly and powerfully, I would consume him. In addition, I wanted to keep him off-balance. That way I could maintain better control of the relationship. 

Interesting pillow talk to have the lovely woman lying next to you in bed say you're the best lover she's had in centuries. (Author's comment)


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Saturday, January 19, 2019

First Vampires Lamatsu and Lilith

Nobody knows when people came up with the first vampiric figures, but the legends date back at least 4,000 years, to the ancient Assyrians and Babylonians of Mesopotamia. Mesopotamians feared Lamastu (also spelled Lamashtu), a vicious demon goddess who preyed on humans. In Assyrian legend, Lamastu, the daughter of sky god Anu, would creep into a house at night and steal or kill babies, either in their cribs or in the womb. Believers attributed sudden infant death syndrome and miscarriage to this figure.
Lamastu, which translates to "she who erases," would also prey on adults, sucking blood from young men and bringing disease, sterility and nightmares. She is often depicted with wings and birdlike talons, and sometimes with the head of a lion. To protect themselves from Lamastu, pregnant women would wear amulets depicting Pazuzu, another evil god who once defeated the demoness.
Lamastu is closely associated with Lilith, a prominent figure in some Jewish texts. Accounts of Lilith vary considerably, but in the most notable versions of the story, she was the original woman. God created both Adam and Lilith from the Earth, but there was soon trouble between them. Lilith refused to take a subservient position to Adam, since she came from the same place he did.
In one ancient version of the legend, Lilith left Eden and began birthing her own children. God sent three angels to bring her back, and when she refused, they promised they would kill 100 of her children every day until she returned. Lilith in turn vowed to destroy human children.
Accounts of Lilith as a child-killer seem to be taken directly from the Lamastu legend. She is often described as a winged demoness with sharp talons, who came in the night, primarily to steal away infants and fetuses. Most likely, the Jews assimilated the figure of Lamastu into their tradition, but it's also possible that both myths were inspired by a third figure.
While she is often depicted as a terrifying creature, Lilith also had seductive qualities. The ancient Jews believed she would come to men at night as a succubus.

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