Blood and Snow Volumes 1-4: Blood and Snow, Revenant in Training, The Vampire Christopher, Blood Soaked Promises Read Free Page A

It’s classic.” She pointed at the screen as she talked with popcorn in her mouth. “Here it comes.”
    I couldn’t, and scrunched my eyes closed, wishing I had earplugs to block out the screaming, the spine-chilling music, and the terrible acting.
    As I lay there working to think about anything but the death and mayhem going on, something bizarre happened. An image popped into my head, and began playing like a movie. I tried to shake it, but it was as though my brain had been hijacked.
    A man stood in the trees behind my house. I got the feeling he waited for me to do something. Several of the guys—Sebastian , Bart, Salvatore, Heathcliff, and Daniel —plowed out of my back door, and wrestled each other as they trampled down the stairs. They laughed heartily. I followed, along with Dorian, but Gabe wasn’t there. They were tossing something back and forth, and I was trying to intercept it.
    Suddenly they all stopped, and their faces turned grave . Sebastian had the thing I was trying to get in his hands. He and the others circled me . There was a coppery stench in the air, and it made my mouth water. Sebastian opened his hand. The thing, whatever it was, beat rapidly, and blood dripped from his fingers.
    The guys began speaking together, their voices monotone.
    “Lips red as rubies , h air dark as night. Drink your true love’s blood, become the Vampire, Snow White.”
    “I want it.” Taking the bloody thing in Sebastian’s hand, I brought it to my lips. It beat faster, and faster.
    In that moment, I knew it was a heart , the heart of my true love, but that didn’t matter. Sinking my teeth into it, I tasted the blood, felt it run down my throat. Like liquid pleasure. I shuddered.
    A cackle rang through the night, and a profound darkness entered my body.
    “Now you are mine.”
    I screamed, grabbing one of the Disney inspired decorative pillows from the couch, and covered my mouth.
    Startled, Cindy threw the popcorn bowl in the air. Fluffy kernels scattered everywhere. Gatsby gave me an evil eye, rose, and casually jumped off the couch. He sniffed a popcorn kernel before darting from the room.
    “ Merde ,” she swore in French. “It isn’t that scary.” She skulked off her chair, and started picking up the mess.
    I crossed my arms, embarrassed. “Sorry,” I whispered, unable to stop the trembling in my limbs or the chattering of my teeth.

Chapter 4
     
    “G atsby, c’mon kitty, kitty,” I called quietly into the darkness, and waited to hear the soft patter of his running feet. After five minutes he still hadn’t come.
    Obviously must be upset with me over the screaming fiasco, I thought, shutting the screen door, but keeping watch.
    Cin had left already, with a quick hug, and a promise to call Sunday afternoon, when she returned from the Cape. The guys hadn’t ever shown, and Gatsby didn’t seem to want my company. Stifling a shiver, I wrapped my arms around myself. I wasn’t cold so much as unsettled. The disturbing dream thing along with that horror movie had me all messed up.
    Unconsciously, I searched the wooded area behind my house, checking between the low hanging branches that smelled of peppermint, and their leaves soft as butterfly kisses.
    Would he be out there? The man who’d been watching me in the dream.  
    A noise, like crunching leaves, pulled my head in its direction. My heart beat fast, like a thumping rabbit. Something moved. Opening the screen door, I stepped out onto the small terrace, hoping it was Gatsby. “Here kitty, kitty,” I called, hearing the strangled fear in my voice.
    The noise grew more intense. I’d let the screen door slam behind me, and now reached back, grabbing the handle. Opening it, I put a hand to my throat.
    If it is the man, what should I do? I won’t be safe in the house. I so needed a cell phone.
    I was about to turn when two guys stumbled out of the trees, and fell onto the grass, laughing uproariously. A scream escaped my lips before I could