Black Heart: Coeur de Sade (Black Heart Series) Read Free

"Hai!" Cody cried, and kicked my gun hand.
                "Ah!  Shit," I said.  I know.  Potty mouth.  I was raised better than that, but since becoming a vampire I've slipped a bit.  To my surprise the pistol flew out of my hand, and straight into Johnny's belly.  A second later it was in his hand, aimed at me.  "Oh, that's not good."
                "Not for you," he said, and pulled the trigger.
                "Aaawww," I cried, staggering back.  I was struck just above the navel.  The pain was indescribable.  I hated getting shot with blessed silver more than anything else.  Then Cody kicked me in the chin, and knocked me flat on my back.  "Uuuggh."
                Cody reached down, seized me by the throat and lifted me up off the floor.  My feet kicked futilely in midair as he slowly pushed his thumbs into my windpipe.  I guess he forgot you can't kill a vamp like that.
                "Hai!" I cried, as I smashed his hands to either side and away from my throat.  At the same time I kicked straight up into his groin.  Typical Krav Maga move — defend and attack at same time.  A male vampire's balls are just as sensitive as a mortal's.  They just recover faster.  "I'm going to — "
                I was rudely interrupted by Johnny shoving my own pistol in my face.  A silver bullet to the head was the worse wound of all.  Most painful and took the longest to recover from.  It wouldn't stop or kill me, but it would hurt for a long time.
                "Don't shoot!" I cried, eyes wide with feigned fear.  I stepped back.  He followed, but his aim dropped to my chest, just an inch above my heart.  Another painful wound if shot there.  But he was too close for his own good.  I turned right suddenly, as my left hand shot up and grabbed the barrel of the pistol.  I wretched it violently, twisting the barrel towards his belly.  It came free, and a second later my right hand found the grip and trigger.  "Idiot."
                So I shot him in the heart.
                Johnny cried out and fell down.  I stepped over him, aimed for the base of his neck and pulled the trigger.  His whole body went limp when I shot out his spine.  Cody cried out, backpedaling.  I quickly pumped two rounds into Cody's belly.  Then I holstered the gun, reached down and seized Johnny's head.  "Haaa-hai!"
                With all my supernatural strength, I ripped off his head.  Hot blood sprayed me.  Women screamed.  Men shouted.  I heard a couple of people starting to retch.  Cody wailed and ran away.
                "You can't get away, bloodsucker!" I cried.
                I threw Johnny's head as far as I could down the corridor.  The police would fetch it.
                I took off after Cody.  He had problems.  I don't think either of them had ever been shot with sanctified silver before.  He was running all hunched over.  Add to that his hip hop pants were pulled way down his waist and trying to fall off.  Cody wasn't moving very fast.  Not fast enough to escape me, and I was running in heels.
                "Leave me alone!" Cody cried.  "We're both vampires!"
                "You'll have to do better than that, Abomination!"
                Cody ran into Dillard's department store.  It was packed with merchandise, much of it in elaborate displays in the middle of the wide aisles.  He ran past them, tipping them over and dodging up that aisle, down that one, doing anything he could think of to escape my pursuit.
                It didn't work.
                He turned to face me as I closed.  Trapped, he bared his fangs and hissed at me.  That kinda took me aback.  First time I'd seen a male vamp do that.  Most of the females seemed to do it out of instinct.  Including me.
                "You're a girlie boy," I said.  "And