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Bathsheba the wicked . . .

Small snippet from SEDITIOUS

287629_213334552052437_100001276809062_616250_6076118_oIn Romania, he paced in front of Bathsheba’s hospital bed, and doubted if he could pull his role off. Tabbruis was assigned to make her divulge information about Lord Cromwell while using sexual attraction and flirtation to get her defenses down.

Tabbruis could not understand how he was duped by the woman in front of him. She was not one tenth the beauty Charmeine was. His arms ached to hold his wife, touch her belly and feel Baby Hunter under his hand. He closed his eyes and whispered a prayer, “God please give me another chance with my wife. Our two hearts are lost and cannot resume beating unless we are together. I was a fool, Lord. She is the only woman I have ever loved.”

He opened his eyes and looked at Bathsheba. He thought, This was not love. I was never in love with her. Our relationship was something sick, dark and Evil, contrived by Lucifer himself!

All of a sudden, he felt a prick on his neck. He turned to find Bathsheba in front of him with her fangs exposed.

6704372_l (1)Bathsheba wiped her red lips with her tongue and smiled with a drop of blood dripping down the side of her mouth. She teased her thick French accent, “You must be getting slower in your reflexes during the years.” Her tongue slowly licked her lip to entice him.

Tabbruis wanted to kill her right where she stood!

His eyes became black on the outside with green pinpoints in the middle. The eye change was not from desire, but from anger! He took a breath and resigned himself with the task he must do to make sure his family was safe.

“Bathsheba, I cannot believe you are alive,” he whispered as he closed his eyes and hugged her. “Why are you here?” He held her face an inch away and trembled with fury. He used all his strength not to destroy her on the spot, and thought, Control Tabbruis, you have to get information from her.

perf5.500x8.500.indd“You have been a naughty boy, Tabbruis, shacking up with a Light-Bearer. The thought of that cow with you makes me sick. Really Tabbruis, you should have a modicum of respect for the Elders.” She flirted with slanted eyes and a smile.

He clenched his teeth and wanted to slap the smile off her face. With his composure recovered, he asked, “Are you hungry Bathsheba? You must be. Let us go and get some refreshment.”

“I would like you to come here.” She sat down on the bed, and patted a spot beside her. With a flip of her long black hair, she flirted, “Tell me what you have been up to, Tabbruis. Where is that fat woman? She was very impressive. The Witch held me without even touching me.”

“Yes, I know, but she is not here now. She became angry, because I stayed by your bedside waiting for you to awaken. You know the type, very jealous?” He was glad Bathsheba did not know about all of Charmeine’s powers. 

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Bathsheba was pure evil…

a great character to write for! 

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Blood-Hunters and Light-Bearers, oh my…

463475b7769391a38e68cff2685be507Charmeine handed Shane a cup of coffee. She placed her cup on the table and rubbed her head. Explaining Blood-Hunters and Light-Bearers existed was going to be a tough job.

Tabbruis looked into Shane’s eyes. “First thing you need to know is that our stories will sound strange, but listen to our explanations with a calm mind.” He took a deep breath. “I am an orphan, too. I woke up on a rock in the desert many centuries ago with only the knowledge of my name. I did not know where I was from or how I got there. Charleen understood because that is exactly how it happened to her. However, she cannot remember anything past 1997, except for a dream.”

Charmeine smiled at Shane and nodded her head.

Shane’s piercing blue eyes were suspicious, but when he looked at Charmeine, he acquiesced with a nod. She was not one to bend the truth. Deep in his heart, he knew however fantastic the information was, he could trust her with his life.

Tabbruis wiped his big hand through his dark chestnut hair, “When I woke up, I learned I was not a Human. I needed blood to live on.”

Shane took a quick breath of disgust, looked down and pounded the table. He thought, This is enough crap!

Gut Check“Look at me, Shane,” Charmeine ordered.

He saw her eyes as they flashed with intensity.

“Tab’s telling the truth. I told you he needed blood last night. I don’t lie, and I’m not lying about this.”

Shane crossed his arms in defiance and shook his head.

“You wanted to know what was going on. Now, you can either listen or leave, Shane. I will not tolerate your disrespect. If you want to know the truth, then get rid of the attitude, now.”

Shane noticed her hardened expression. When Char was this determined, she was not a woman to be trifled with. He knew she wasn’t going to take any of his back-talk. He sighed and drank almost all of his coffee. “Okay Tab, Char said something like that last night, but I can’t do this without more coffee.” He got up, poured himself another cup of coffee and sat down. “Go on and talk, man. I have to admit, Char never lies.”

wallstreet-041Tabbruis sighed with a little relief, “Just like your body runs on food. I run on blood. For a long time, I hunted humans to survive. I thought that was my destiny. However, I stopped. I could not inflict harm anymore. I made a conscious choice to only drink animal blood and/or human blood if it was donated.”

Shane opened his eyes wide.

Tabbruis and Charmeine could see his brain starting to process the information.

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For some, belief in paranormal is laughable.

When I wrote this scene from

MACTUS,

the 2nd novel in The Light-Bearer Series, I wondered…

How would you react if someone you trusted said they were paranormal?

How far down the Rabbit-Hole would you go?

Lots of love, Emily

Had to rock this one, enjoy the video!


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