CRIMSON DAYS, CH 7 #FREEREAD #ASMSG #Interracial #Paranormal #Dystopia #Evanescence

CRIMSON DAYS, CH 7 #FREEREAD #ASMSG #Interracial #Paranormal #Erotica #Dystopia #Evanescence

I’m a day late with this post, but better late than never. 😉

Let’s get into CHAPTER 7 of Crimson Days. 🙂

This story is being developed and written as I post it. It has not been edited or doctored up. Regardless, I hope you enjoy it.

Comments are welcomed!

Enjoy!

Before reading CHAPTER 7, make sure to read the first 6 chapters. Links are below.

CHAPTER 1 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/01/crimson-days-ch-1/

CHAPTER 2 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/04/crimson-days-ch-2/

CHAPTER 3 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/08/crimson-days-ch-3/

CHAPTER 4 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/11/crimson-days-ch-4/

CHAPTER 5 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/15/crimson-days-ch-5/

CHAPTER 6 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/18/crimson-days-ch-6/

**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, graphic descriptions, urban dialect, blood-lusting hotties, kickass female warriors, sword-wielding bad asses, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**

CRIMSON DAYS

**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**

Chapter 7

My whirling emotions overwhelmed me. I didn’t know how to feel, or what to do.

Is this creature actually my loveable Roy?

CrimsonDay_finalAs the question entered my mind, I started to wonder… What if this vampire was toying with me? What if he was using my inner fear and memories to confuse me? I’d never experienced the compelling influence of a master vampire, but I’d heard much about it, mainly from victims who were lucky enough to survive the encounter.

“You’re not Roy! Get the hell off me, demon,” I hissed.

Without another word, he slid back from me and disappeared into the shadows. Though, I could still feel his presence.

Pulling the lapels of my robe together, I sat up and scooted back until my back met the door. It took a few seconds for my breathing to steady and my frantic heartbeat to normalize. At last, my eyes adjusted to the darkness shrouding the small closet. I couldn’t completely see him, but I did see the outline of his figure.

He reached for the hilt sticking out of his neck. He sighed then released a throaty groan as he pulled on the grip. The sound of my blade sliding from his flesh assaulted my ears. The dagger clanked on the concrete when he tossed it to the floor. “Ahh, that feels much better.”

I heard the continuous click of UV bomb popping off light every five seconds on the other side of the door. It was going to continue the sequence until I turned it off. My hands felt empty. I needed to have a weapon in my possession.

My dagger was somewhere on the ground next to him. It’d be too risky to make a go for it. I wanted to grab another weapon from the box to my left, but I couldn’t move. My thoughts were all over the place.

What if this creature is really Roy?

“How do I know you’re not using your vampy powers to play some sick game with me?”

“Well for one thing, I haven’t eaten you yet.” There was laughter in the reply that drifted across my mind.

That only added to my aggravation. “You are delusional as hell if you think you’re in a position to joke with me. I can still kill you if I want to.” One of the most important techniques Steve taught me during my training was how to kill a vampire without the use of a weapon. It took a lot strength and quick thinking.

“After seeing you in action, I have no doubt about that.”

“Stop using telepathy on me and speak words out loud…” I snapped, leveling my finger at his dark figure. “Yooou filthy demon, who’s pretending to be my friend!”

“It hurts to talk. It’s taking a little longer for my vocal chords to heal, so please grant me this liberty, to communicate with you, without speaking.”

Hearing his voice in my head was tearing me to pieces. Holding back the need to scream, I fisted my dreads. “Of all the people you could torture me with, why would you take his image? You are so fucking cruel.”

He titled his head. For a long moment, he said nothing. “How could I prove it to you? That I’m still the man you befriended fifteen years ago? What can I say?” Sounded more like inner thoughts than actual questions directed at me. “Should I mention that I used to live right across the hall from you in our old apartment building in New York? How about mentioning your phobia for dogs, because a pit bull attacked you when you were nine. Or maybe I should mention at the age of seven you watched a malfunctioning android rip your mother apart, and it still hurts you ‘til this day.”

By the time he stopped stirring my emotions with his words, I was crying so hard, I couldn’t breathe. My eyes stung, my heart hurt. There were only a few people in my life that knew about the android incident; Amber—my old best friend, Steve and Roy.

Jesus Christ, it really is him!

“I’m so sorry, Lexi. I had to mention things from your past to prove I hadn’t simply read your thoughts.”

Hugging my legs to my chest, I sat there bawling like a baby, trembling and shaking, wishing he had chosen somewhere else to hide.

“I wanna hold you, sweetheart. I wanna hold you so badly, but I can’t. Not while I’m like this.”

“Stop! Stop it,” I whimpered on a sob. “Give me a moment to take this all in. Give me a moment to mourn your death. My God, I can’t believe this. You’re dead! And worst off, you’re goddamn vampire!”

“Oh, Lexi…”

I wallowed in the dark silence without restraining my sorrow. The minutes ticked by like hours. Finally, the tears stopped. I wiped at my eyes with

ALEXIS
ALEXIS

the heels of my hands. “Okay, Roy…” I huffed out a deep breath and steadied my composure. “Why’d you come here?”

He didn’t answer. Yeah, it was Roy alright. The man never answered a question he thought you should already know the answer to.

“How long have you been hiding in here?”

His reply came out on a growl. “Long enough to know you’re still attracted to assholes.”

Heat soared to my face as a bout of embarrassment washed over me. He’d been here that long? Dammit. That meant he’d heard me when I lured

Sanjay into a bout of angry sex. Ugh… It was probably torturous for Roy to listen to that.

“Not as tortuous as you think,” he offered without me asking. “I enjoyed hearing you moan.” A lustful meaning lingered behind his words, but that’s not what sent me reeling.

“You better cut that shit out right now, Roy. No reading my mind. That is an invasion of privacy. It’s bad enough you’re using telepathy.”

“Well you’re the one screaming thoughts at me. Why don’t you think quieter?”

I wanted to laugh. I hadn’t moved past the shock of him being here and we had already fallen into our silly banter. “How did you get past the security—”

“By moving really fucking fast.”

“But the security drones…”

“Didn’t catch me.”

“How can you be so sure? Hell, I caught you with several stakes and you were moving pretty damn fast then.”

“Maybe you caught me because I wanted you to.”

My body quivered, my heart fluttered. “Roy…”

“Truthfully, I almost didn’t make it here. Those two UV domes are a pain in the ass. It’s a little excessive on the defense, don’t you think?”

“Apparently not excessive enough, considering you’re here. Speaking of which, how’d you get in here?”

“Believe it or not, it’s not that difficult to rewrite the security codes for this place. I just had to convince your system that I was you, then shut down the special vampire alarms to the building.”

I could totally believe that. The compound’s security was lax, since we figured a vampire would never make it this far. “Still a hacker at heart, I see,” I muttered, staring into the darkness.

Roy
ROY

Visions of his beautiful face entered my mind. Of course, it was how I remembered him, before vampirism took over. I wondered if his features changed much since the last time I saw him. When we were tussling, all I could see was a shadowy figure.

Suddenly, I needed to look at him, to see the man who I’d wish I could have once upon a time.

“Please don’t, Lexi. It’s not a pretty sight,” he cautioned.

Ignoring him, I called out. “Lights on.”

The ceiling light above flickered to life. The instant I laid eyes on Roy, I wished I would’ve remained in the dark.

Patches of blackened skin clung to his face. In other areas, his skin was missing completely, exposing his opened, raw flesh. He was literally burned from his head to his feet. The clothes he wore were in shreds, some parts stuck to his seared tissue.

He looked horrific.

Those familiar eyes were the only thing about him I recognized. Ten years ago, they were a deep cobalt blue, but now they were an icy artic blue, the color stripped by the effects of vampirism.

One leg was bent, the other was stretched out. Three of my stakes protruded from various parts of his body—his left thigh, the right side of his torso, and his shoulder.

I slapped both hands over my mouth to muffle my gasp. “Oh God, I did this,” I whimpered as more tears fell. “I did this to you.”

Smirking, he grabbed the stake sticking from his shoulder and yanked it out. A ribbon of crimson blood spiraled from the sharp tip. “More or less.”

I shot to my feet, covered my eyes and turned my back to him. “Lights out, lights out, LIGHTS OUT!” The bulb couldn’t shut off soon enough. I truly hated seeing him like that, as a grotesque image of the gorgeous man I used to know.

“Told you it I wasn’t a pretty sight.”

“Jesus, I almost killed you.” The realization hit me hard. When I attacked him, I had every intention of taking him out, and I most certainly could have.

He chuckled. The wet sound of another stake leaving his flesh made me cringe “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re not the first knight who’s tried to kill me, and I’m sure you won’t be the last.”

“Don’t laugh, it’s not funny. Roy!” I whirled around to glare at him. “Look at where you are! You have put me in an impossible position by coming here. Sure, you were crafty enough to get in, but there is no way in hell you’re getting out without facing a league of angry knights.”

“I had to come and see you,” he said on a whisper, no longer using telepathy. “If these are to be my last days, I can think of no better way to spend them than trying to get to the sun.”

Emotions I’d kept hidden surged to the forefront. I wanted to throw myself into his arms. I had to get out of this goddamn closet and put some distance between us. Not only to escape the nightmare I’d been tossed into, but to get away from my dark longing to have him.

Roy had always been that guy… the guy I shouldn’t have lusted for, the guy I shouldn’t have let get close to me, the guy who used to date my roommate and best friend back in the day. God! I’m a horrible human being. Even now, I felt the strong affection for him.

“Dammit, Roy!” I bit out on a growl. “I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. Why now?”

His fangy smile shimmered through the black void. “Because you need me, and I need you.”

“Yeah, you’re right about that,” I grumbled under my breath. “I need you NOT to be here.” I waited two seconds after the click of the bomb sounded on the other side of the door, signifying a break between its burst of light. I slammed my hand into the exit button. As soon as the panel slid open, I lunged into the bedroom and disarmed the grenade.

The door slid shut behind me. I leaned against it, struggling to catch my breath, struggling to find my composure. “How long does it take you to heal?”

“Well, considering my injuries… Maybe an hour or two,” he answered gruffly. “Minutes, if I feed.”

A tide of heat plummeted through me and soared around my throbbing core. The image of him sinking his fangs into my neck entered my mind, pulling a breathy gasp out of me. I felt his presence near me, even though there was a door separating us. I imagined the pressure on my jugular, his body pressed against mine… The quivering between my thighs increased. “Oh hell no! You’re living on another side of crazy if you think I’m gonna let you feed from me. Not gonna happen, bruh!”

His husky laughter sailed through the panel. “There’s my girl.”

Holding back the smile that threatened to cross my face, I stepped away from the closet. A haze flooded my mind, making me lightheaded. I felt a migraine creeping in. Should be used to those by now. “Don’t come out of there, Roy.”

“I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart. Hurts to move anyway.”

He said the healing process would take an hour or two. Good. While he was healing, I would use the time to thoroughly check the security footage. Just because he moved at the speed of sound doesn’t mean he could dodge a drone’s radar.

I giggled deliriously as I approached my com-screen. “This is not going to end well,” I muttered to myself. “They’re gonna kill us both.”

When the council found out I was harboring a master vampire, and there was no doubt in my mind they would, a battalion of knights would knock down my front door with orders to destroy him.

As a result, I would fight in blind rage and then they would be forced to kill me too.

Copyright © 2014 by Yvonne Nicolas

All rights reserved. YN_logo_White

Stay tuned for the next chapter in Crimson Days!

What was I listening to while writing this chapter?

Evanescence ~ Never Go Back

CRIMSON DAYS, CH 6 #FREEREAD #ASMSG #Interracial #Paranormal #Erotica #Dystopia #TheNBHD

Hey there, beautiful people!

Time for CHAPTER 6 of Crimson Days. 🙂

Keep in mind this story is being developed and written as I post it. It has not been edited or doctored up. Nevertheless, I hope it entertains you.

Comments are welcomed!

Enjoy!

Before reading CHAPTER 6, make sure to read the first 5 chapters. Links are below.

CHAPTER 1 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/01/crimson-days-ch-1/

CHAPTER 2 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/04/crimson-days-ch-2/

CHAPTER 3 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/08/crimson-days-ch-3/

CHAPTER 4 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/11/crimson-days-ch-4/

CHAPTER 5 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/15/crimson-days-ch-5/

**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, graphic descriptions, urban dialect, blood-lusting hotties, kickass female warriors, sword-wielding bad asses, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**

CRIMSON DAYS

**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**

Chapter 6

CrimsonDay_finalFifteen minutes later, I sat in the tub filled with hot water and rose-scented bubbles. It was soothing, but it wasn’t nearly enough to stop my tears from falling. I had moved onto my second glass of wine and I wasn’t the least bit tipsy. I stared at the crimson liquid pooled at the bottom of the glass, wondering if I just should’ve brought the bottle into the bathroom with me.

Soft soulful music wafted through the air. It blocked out the sounds of the hovercrafts whirring above my building.

Slouched in the tub, I rested my head on the edge and closed my eyes. I tried to think of anything but the recent events. Despite my efforts, the last ten hours shuffled through my mind like broken film strips. There was no escaping it.

Tilting my head back, I quaffed the rest of the wine.

A chime sounded from the unseen speaker above, indicating a video call.

“Ignore,” I groaned.

The chiming stopped for a few seconds, then started up again.

“Ignore!”

Like before, it stopped, only to start up again. It almost sounded like it was getting louder.

I gritted out a scream. “For God’s sake, who is it?”

“Officer Steve Rial desires to speak with you,” the disembodied voice informed.

“Oh hell no.” After he betrayed me, he had the nerve to call? I didn’t want to speak to him, I didn’t even want to see his face, but I found myself taking the call anyway. “Answer,” I grumbled.

A large screen emerged from the back wall. Seconds later, I was staring at Steve’s grinning face.

“The fuck you want, Steve?” I sunk deeper into the water, making sure the bubbles covered my full breasts. Not that I needed to. I’m sure Steve wasn’t aroused by any of my womanly assets, being that he preferred to gawk at male anatomy.

He chuckled. “Come on, Alex. Don’t be like that.”

“Don’t be like that?” I cocked my head. “You sold me out to the council! I have every reason to be like that! I shouldn’t have even answered your call.”

Inner pain softened his eyes. “I didn’t have a choice in the matter. I was under oath…”

“Oh please bruh, don’t give me that crap. You always have a choice!”

Steve
STEVE

“They know we’re friends, Alex. So they linked me to the Bellrum before they started questioning me. I couldn’t twist the truth even if I wanted to while hooked up to that thing.”

I fell silent. No one could beat the Bellrum. It wasn’t an average truth machine. It not only monitored your heart rate during questioning, but your brain waves as well. If you even tried to think of a lie, the machine would pick up on it.

“I’m sorry, Steve,” I breathed out. “This whole ordeal got me all fucked up and angry.”

Guilt spread across his face. “No, I’m the one who should be apologizing. Because of me, they issued you a droid. I know how you feel about those things. I wanted to warn the council about it, but I had already put my foot in my mouth more times than I care to mention, so I remained quiet on the issue. I knew as soon as you saw that thing, you were gonna freak out.”

Freak out was a huge understatement. “Don’t worry about it. None of this is your fault. I’m the one who went rogue without warning.”

“Oh, you gave warnings alright. We just weren’t paying attention to them until now.” His brow suddenly furrowed with worry.

“What’s wrong?”

“I need to ask you something. Earlier, on site, when you said you heard someone say your name and touch you…”

The mention of it made me stiffen. Why would he bring that up? “I’m pretty sure I was imaging things,” I offered nervously.

Steve shook his head. “I’m not so sure about that, Alex.”

I jerked upright in the tub, sloshing water onto the floor. My heartbeat quickened out of anxiousness. “Why do you say that?”

He opened his mouth to speak then shook his head. “Naw, don’t worry about it. It’s classified stuff.”

“No-no-noo, you don’t get to say classified to me after mentioning that. What’s going on?”

He heaved out a sigh as he settled back in his seat. “The drones picked up some odd readings on site. I thought maybe it was a malfunction because there were so many vampires congregated in one area. That happens sometimes, but the readings… I don’t know what to think of this.”

“Well you’re thinking something, and I need to know what that something is.”

“Have you heard it?”

“Heard what?”

“The voice again?”

I didn’t answer. I just stared at the screen, baffled and frightened at what Steve’s questions meant. “Are you asking this to report back to the council, or…?”

“I’m asking because I need to know. You know what though? You don’t have to say anything. The look on your face says it all.” He leaned in closer to the screen. “I have to come and see you. We need to talk.”

An uneasy feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. “Now?”

Steve suddenly pulled back and looked to his right. “Hey, what’s up, Tony.”

“Who’re you talking to, honey?” Steve’s lover walked into the view of the screen. He crouched down and waved at me. “Oh heeey, Alex!” His light grey eyes shimmered in mannish appraisal. “Ooo girl, those tit-teys are looking YUMMY.”

Whereas Steve was not lured by womanly assets, his boyfriend on the other hand, ogled me every chance he got.

ALEXIS
ALEXIS

Heat soared to my face. I slapped my hands over my breasts and sunk back into the bubbly water. “Hey, Tony,” I murmured.

Steve shoved Tony out of the way and pinned him with a silent death glare.

Tony threw his hands up and laughed. “Don’t get mad at me. If the boobies are out, I’m gonna look.”

“Get out of here,” Steve grumbled. When the room was clear, he turned his attention back to me. “I can’t leave while Tony’s here, so look for me tomorrow. I’ll come by after your appointment with Dr. Chambers.”

The prickles running down my spine increased. “Wait, Steve. Are you going to at least give me a hint on what’s going on? I’ve never been this freaking nervous in my life.”

He slid his fingers across the screen. “I’m sending you some files on an incident that happened six years ago.” A document popped up on the screen’s right hand side. “Read them over carefully, then tomorrow we’ll talk.” He disconnected, and his face vanished leaving nothing but the file in view.

I made an attempt to read it, but I couldn’t focus on the words. I couldn’t focus on anything except the troubled expression Steve wore when he asked me had I heard the voice again.

What the hell does it all mean? Why is it happening to me? And why is he making me wait until tomorrow?

I settled against the tub’s back rest when a sound from my bedroom jolted me—a scraping noise, the sound of metal meeting metal.

Grabbing the stake-shooter I had resting at the foot of the tub, I lunged out of the water. I snatched my bathrobe from the side hook and quickly slipped it over my body. A wet trail was left in my wake as I crept into my bedroom.

I paused and listened.

Seconds later, the scraping noise sounded again. It came from my closet. It was the sound the hanger’s metal hook made when it was sliding across the metal rod. A deep masculine groan accompanied it.

What the hell…? Who’s hiding in my closet?

My mind raced. It couldn’t be Sanjay. I watched him walk out of here. Then suddenly I remembered a report I read earlier this week, about a group of male Cross knights sexually assaulting female soldiers.

Anger washed my panic away. I figured there wasn’t a knight stupid enough to try me like that. Maybe I was wrong. Nevertheless, he was about to get more than he bargained for.

Cocking my shooter upright, I moved closer to the closet door. I penned in the desired code for entrance, but the door wouldn’t budge. Dammit! Had the council restricted me access to my closet? Really? What’s the point in that?

Assholes!

A red light blinked at the top right corner of the door. I pressed it and the panel became transparent, displaying the dark space behind it. The infrared kicked in and exposed something that made my heart shudder to a stop.

Crouched in the corner of my closet was a figure. The infrared outline the form. In normal conditions, the figure would present a red glow, indicating the presence of a human being. But to my horror, this form was highlighted in bright blue, signifying the walking dead.

For a long moment, I stared in shock.

How the hell is this possible? A vampire shouldn’t have made it past the first layer of defense. Furthermore, the alarms should be ringing out of control.

My first thought was to alert Sanjay and Steve of a security breach and request their assistance. But I thought better of it. This vampire broke into my pad, which meant he was my responsibility, and my prey.

He was about to be one dead vampire.

My building was on the outskirts of the barracks, miles from the entrance. If he got past the effects of UV dome and still made it this far, then he had to be pretty damn strong.

First order of business; get the vampire out of my closet. To do that, I needed more than a stake-shooter.

I rushed to my cache. The second I stepped in front of the retina scanner, I knew it would deny me access. But I tried anyway. When the panel refused to open, I kicked the bottom of it in anger, and then I hurried to the kitchen. I dropped to my knees and pulled the box of backup weapons from the bottom of the pantry.

Thankfully, I wasn’t one of those knights who kept all of their weapons in the same place.

After I strapped my stake-shooter over my shoulder, I grabbed a UV bomb. I marched back into my bedroom on kill mode. I knew if I put in my code, the closet wouldn’t open, but if I penned in Sanjay’s code…

The keypad next to the door beeped, signifying access. As soon as the door slid to the right and I had an inch of an opening, I tossed in the live UV bomb. A burst of ultraviolent light emerged from the dark space.

A throaty howl followed.

Gotcha, demon! Once the door had completely disappeared into the wall, I stepped into the entrance and launched two stakes.

Pop, pop.

Both strikes hit him. Couldn’t mistake the sound of the pointed tips piercing flesh. Where they struck him was a mystery to me.

Even though he was wounded, he kept moving. He was but a mere blur, whipping around my closet like a hurricane. The bomb continued to release bursts of light in rapid sequences. His skin sizzled under the deadly rays, leaving wisps of smoke trailing behind him.

My closest soon became a vapor filled space.

Stake shooter leveled, I tracked him with my eyes, waiting for a clear shot to his heart, or his head.

He seemed to be keeping his distance from me. Clearly, he wasn’t really trying to flee. Though fleeing was out of the question, considering I was blocking his path out. Sure, he could shove me out of the way and make a run for it, but not without suffering a stake to the heart.

When his movement slowed, I popped off another shot. Moving supernaturally fast, he caught the stake in midair, and then just as swiftly, he kicked the UV device out of the closet.

I ducked, allowing the bomb to fly over my head, then launched a fourth stake at him.

The strike pierced his shoulder as he barreled toward me head on.

I fell back.

He lunged on top of me and knocked the shooter from my hands.

I brought my elbow up and clipped him in the jaw. While swinging at him, I reached for my weapon with my free hand. The shooter was inches from my fingers.

He leapt back, grabbed my ankles and dragged me into the closet before I could slip my hand around the grip of the shooter.

The door slid shut, blocking out the bomb’s flashing UV light. All too soon, darkness consumed the space.

Even though I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face, I knew where everything was located. I scrambled over to the box hidden under my shoe rack and extracted my short blade. The metal cried out with a sharp ching when I snatched it from its sheath. I got in position to attack with one knee to the ground, prepared to take his head. Patiently, I waited for the smallest sound from the creature I was trapped in the closet with.

My heavy panting, along with the rapid pounding beneath my chest, mingled with the stillness around me.

The vampire was smart to remain silent, since sound was my only way to locate him. Tricky bastard. He could be right next to me and I wouldn’t know until he attacked, but that wouldn’t hinder my resolve. I would kill him, or die trying.

A pair of glowing blue eyes emerged from the darkness. A chesty chuckle followed. “Lexi…”

I sprung forward toward the voice. My wrist was caught in mid-swung, but my blade tasted vampire flesh. I was shoved onto my back.

A weight fell on top of me. Strong thighs straddled my hips.

I punched him in his jaw with my free hand.

He grabbed my other wrist as I struck him and then pinned both my hands above my head. “Whooo girl, I knew you were a fighter back in the day…” His familiar husky timbre drifted over me, chilling my face. “But I had no idea you were a bonafide badass.”

That voice… Oh my God! Tears welled in my eyes as I began to sob. I knew it! I knew it was him earlier on site when he said my name, but I didn’t want to admit it to myself. I silently prayed that I was delusional, that the man of my past dreams was not contacting me like a master vampire would.

“Roy!” I cried out. “God, no. Nooo…”

“You missed me that badly, ay?” His fangy smile gleamed through the darkness. “Yeah, well, I missed you too, Lexi.”

Copyright © 2014 by Yvonne Nicolas

All rights reserved. YN_logo_White

Stay tuned for the next chapter in Crimson Days!

What was I listening to while writing this chapter?

The Neighbourhood ~ Afraid

Artist Spotlight: Recognizing Raw Talent, Kyle Chaney Jr. #Artist #FantasyArt #Monsters #StarWars

Today, I’m spotlighting my friend, Kyle Chaney. Many of you may recognize his name. The reason is, he’s my color master, the artist who colored the characters from The Dragon Queen Series.

I met him on Facebook some years ago. We immediately clicked and became friend. I have to tell you, he is one of the sweetest guys I have ever met. He is also one of the most talented. I must admit watching him work astonishes me every time. He just keeps getting better and better.

Today, I’m sharing some of his amazing artwork. And get this… they are all created with color pencils.

PEN-CILS!

Recognize this man’s raw talent!

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**If you click on any of the images it will take you to his Deviant Art page.**

Check out his Marketable Monsters set!

ProactiveWolfManWreynoldsWrapBeatsBeansTransylvaniaTropicCreature'sWearhouse

Star Wars

Did I mention these were all created with color pencils?

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CRIMSON DAYS, CH 4 #FREEREAD #ASMSG #Interracial #Paranormal #Romance #Dystopia #DarkNewDay

Hey there again!

I have another chapter to add to Crimson Days for your reading pleasure. ^_^

As I’ve stated in the last three posts, this story is being developed and written as I post it. It has not been edited or doctored up. Yes, that means you are getting the story’s first rough draft.

Comments are welcomed!

Enjoy!

Before reading CHAPTER 4, make sure to read the first 3 chapters. Links are below.

CHAPTER 1 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/01/crimson-days-ch-1/

CHAPTER 2 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/04/crimson-days-ch-2/

CHAPTER 3 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/08/crimson-days-ch-3/

**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, graphic descriptions, urban dialect, blood-lusting hotties, kickass female warriors, sword-wielding bad asses, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**

CRIMSON DAYS

**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**

Chapter 4

By the time I got back to my concrete quarters, I wanted to do nothing but get naked and soak my body in a tub filled with rose scented water—if only to rid myself of the ghastly stench lingering on my threads and armor.

In addition to that, I needed wine in the worse way. It was the only substance that would help clear my mind of the last nine hours.

Our mission ran well into nightfall. Unfortunately, that’s when the demons gained strength. The knights had eliminated most of the vampires by then, but the ones who remained put up a major fight. It got bad. Many soldiers died. However, in the end, we prevailed at exterminating every last vampire that’d taken refuge in the sewers.

All those, except for the ones I smuggled out of the area.

I had a feeling the massacre today would only make the death walker situation worse. As soon as the word got around to the larger, stronger covens that the Cross Knights were on a demon-exterminating hunt, the vampires were liable to strike back, and strike back big.

From here on out, sleepless nights were a guarantee.

I lumbered into my weapon cache, peeling out of my armor and uniform as I went. After I’d stripped down to my panties and

ALEXIS
ALEXIS

sheer tank top, I set my daggers, glocks and rifles back on their rightful stands. Sometime tomorrow, I would make sure to give them a good cleaning, but until then… wine.

A knock at my front door jarred my attention. I stepped out of the room and stared at the panel blocking my sights from whoever stood outside my quarters. I glanced at the time. 11:57 PM. It was probably Sanjay, the last person I wanted to see at the moment. It took only a second to decide I wasn’t going to answer the door. I wasn’t in the mood for a booty call, or a cursing out about our disagreement today.

“Officer Winsort! Open the door,” Sanjay bellowed, thumping harder with each rap.

Oh hell, he called me officer with stern authority in his voice, which meant he wasn’t alone. Nine times out of ten, he hadn’t traveled with his original entourage, the knights who were privy to our twisted relationship.

I took a gander at the security screen. Four men stood behind Sanjay.

High ranking officials were with him tonight, and for good reason. I’d made some off-the-wall moves during our last mission. That meant a reprimand session was in order. I was supposed to report to the council two hours ago for that session. If I didn’t open the door, I could easily be court marshalled.

Too bad I don’t give a shit.

Rolling my eyes, I headed for the kitchen. I had a hankering for some vintage wine. I grabbed the big bottle at the back of the lower cabinet. Year 2054 screamed from the label in large script. “Perfect.”

As I rummaged through my drawer for the cork-popper, four beeps sounded in the living area, indicating my security code had been overwritten.

“Door opening,” the disembodied voice announced.

Sanjay’s approaching steps came down hard on the concrete floor. Accompanying steps followed his.

“The fact I didn’t answer the door means I don’t want to be bothered,” I murmured, pouring the scarlet liquid into a glass. “And by the way, I’m nowhere near decent, but I’m pretty sure you can see that.” With my wine in hand, I turned and offered a wry smile to the high ranking officials standing in my kitchen.

They were clad in their pristine uniforms with badges of honor pinned to their chests. The only one in armor was Sanjay.

Five sets of wide eyes roamed over my sparsely clothed body. By the way they gawked at me, one would think they’d never seen a half-naked woman before.

Sanjay’s face turned beet red as his jaw set hard.

I wondered what pissed him off more. The fact I didn’t open the door for him and his companions, or the fact his male colleagues were getting an eyeful of his girlfriend’s assets. The only fabric covering anything were my boy-cut panties. On the other hand, the sheer top did nothing to conceal my large breasts and hardened dark nipples.

“Well since you’re here…” I lowered into the seat at my small dining table and crossed my legs. “What can I do for you, officers?”

Jon Kortajarena
SANJAY

“I’m sorry, gentleman,” Sanjay gritted out through clenched teeth, glowering at me. “Would you please grant me a few minutes alone with Agent Winsort?” As soon as the knights were outside my quarters, out of earshot, he growled, “You wanna tell me what the fuck you’re doing.”

“Having a glass of wine. You want some? It’s vintage.”

He slammed his palm down on the table, making the glass hop and the wine slosh. “You know what I mean!”

“You came barging off into my spot, Sanjay. I’m in the comfort of my own quarters, so I can have on as little threads as I want. Is that what’s really bothering you?”

Pitching the bridge of his nose, he paced the perimeter of my small kitchen. “Goddammit, woman.” He grumbled a series of rapid curses under his breath in his native tongue, Arabic, before speaking again. “Why didn’t you report to your hearing?”

I quietly wiped the wine droplets off the table, leaving his question unanswered. You’d think they would at least give me a day to recuperate from today’s activities before harassing me about this mess.

Sanjay lowered to his knees. He removed his gloves and ran his calloused palms over the sides of my naked thighs. “Babe, you need to talk to me. The commanding officer’s son… his only son… is in a coma, due to the tranq dart you shot into his ass. And let’s not forget his jaw is broken in three places. What the hell happened out there?”

Silently, I stared at the swirling red wine as I stirred my finger the glass.

His grabbed my thighs in a biting grip, making me wince. “Alexis, please don’t do this to me. Tell me what happen.”

I took a sip of the wine and let the heavy silence weave between us a moment more before speaking. “Officer JR chased two hostiles into my zone. I cornered the area with laser cones to notify the other knights in the vicinity that I was sweeping those grounds. Once the vamps crossed those cones, they were mine to deal with. The other knights abided to my zone markers, but Officer JR clearly had other plans. Instead of returning to his post, he attacked me. I hit him in the jaw with the butt of my rifle. Twice. He wouldn’t stay down, so I popped him with a tranq. And that’s the end of my tale.”

Laughter hid behind Sanjay’s smiling lips. I knew there was a part of him that found this situation humorous. He was twisted like that. “You are so fucking crazy, woman. Did you have to shoot him in the ass?”

“He was on his hands and knees when I pulled the trigger, so his ass was the only thing I could see.”

Covering his mouth, his snickered. “Need I remind you those tranquilizers are specifically made to debilitate vampires, not humans? He may not wake up from that coma, or worse, he could die.”

I shrugged. “One less jerk face to deal with.”

Luckily for me, no one on the force liked JR. Sanjay hated his guts. The boy was a pompous son of a bitch, who thought he could be an outright asshole just because his daddy was the tribe’s chief. I’m sure no one’s complaining about his unconscious state. No one, but his father that is.

Sanjay pushed to his feet and clasped his hands behind his back. An austere expression wiped his smile away. “So now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, are you going to tell me why you were wielding a G-twelve tranquilizer rifle during a kill mission? Or, are you gonna just leave it up to me to piece it together?”

For a long moment I said nothing. I knew there was no hiding my actions any longer. Every kid who came into my zone got popped with a tranq. Most of them didn’t even try to run. Once they looked into my eyes, they completely submitted. It was like they knew I was there to save them.

I contacted the CRF before I started gathering vamp children. The CRF were quick to deploy pods to collect the live specimens. The military wasn’t in the habit of leaving anything alive for their research, so they were more than thrilled that I was willing to assist them. It wouldn’t be the first time, nor the last.

The pods were stealthy and fast, able to go undetected. Only problem was, they made a whizzing sound that was hard miss, which defeated the purpose of them being stealth vessels. Nevertheless, I’d hoped the battle kept my fellow knights occupied to buy me some time.

JR came along and almost ruined everything. When he caught me loading his prey into a pod, he came after me. I put him down before he could alert any of the other knights. Little good that did me. All the council had to do was watch the playback from the drones that patrolled the area and all my secret deeds would be exposed.

I knew that, but I didn’t care. Saving eighteen children was worth it. “I did what I thought was right. Not all of them are monsters, Sanjay. During their experiments, the CRF have proved—”

“Goddammit, Alexis… You just don’t get it, do you?” he growled. “You don’t work for the CRF! You work for the military! When your commanding officer gives you orders to exterminate with extreme prejudice then that’s what the fuck you do!” He fell silent, took a deep breath then cleared his throat. “As of now, you are on probation until the council decides otherwise.”

Probation? Didn’t sound too bad. “Great. I need a vacation from death dealing anyway.”

Sanjay shook his head and added, “You’ve also been put on permanent watch.” With that said, he spun around and left the kitchen.

“Wait… what?” I jumped up and raced after him. “What do you mean permanent watch?”

I entered my living room and scuttled to a halt when I came face to face with an android.

My heart thumped out of panic. “Oh hell no.”

A translucent gel-like substance coated its mechanical workings like flesh. The machine stood perfectly still, his hands by his sides, his creepy milky colored eyes locked on me. “Good evening, officer Winsort. How may I assist you?”

“As you can see, you’ve been issued an Assist Droid. You can thank Steve for that. He convinced the council you’ve been under a lot of stress due to this war. And your actions were out of character because of this. He also mentioned your declining health and that you’ve been hearing voices on the battlefield, which is why you’ve been granted leniency.”

Steve? Noo, not Steve. I would expect this betrayal from Sanjay, but not my homeboy.

I leveled a finger at the droid. “Get this thing out of here right now!”

Ignoring me, he continued. “You are scheduled to meet with Dr. Chambers every day at noon to assess your physical and mental health until the council deems you fit to return to service for the federation.”

Tears filled my eyes as my anger grew. “Sanjay, get this goddamn droid out of here!”

“I hate we have to do this, but you have to pay for the choices you’ve made. Look at this way, it could be much worse.” He held a signature pad out and said, “Place your hand here to show you understand and agree with these terms.”

“Fuck you!” I screamed, slapping the pad out of his hand. “That droid is not staying here.”

Sanjay stood there, staring at me in silence for a moment. I couldn’t read his expression. He seemed unmoved by the whole situation, but I knew this had to bother him just a little bit. The droid would monitor my every move, twenty-four seven. That meant no more alone time for us.

“You don’t have a choice, Officer Winsort. Neither do I,” he added with just a flash of sadness in his eyes. “I will be by periodically to check up on your unstable mental condition. That is all.”

“Sanjay…”

He stepped out of my quarters, leaving me staring after him. “Unstable mental condition? So you’ve labeled me crazy, huh?” I muttered to the closed door, seconds after he’d walked out. “Okay. I’ll show you crazy.” I hurried to my weapon cache. “Put me on probation, label me crazy, but leave me with room full of weapons? Yeah, that’s smart.” I grabbed my sword, but thought better of it when I caught sight of the spiked bat sitting on its stand at the back of the room. “Oh yeah, that’s better.” I slapped the sword back on its holder and then claimed the metal bat. I marched back into the living room. “Open the door,” I commanded.

Still standing where I left it, the droid asked. “How may I help you, Officer Winsort?”

“Here, you could take this bat.” As soon as the partition slid completely open, I swung the weapon, hitting the android in the stomach.

His artificial body folded over as he flew out the entrance. He hit the wall in the corridor with a booming thud, sending cracks branching out along the surface.

“How maaaayyy I…” the machine whirred, slumping to his knees.

Part ways down the hallway, Sanjay and the officials spun around.

The droid tried get back onto his feet. “Offic-officer Winsort…”

I pounced on him, wielding the weighty metal bat. Screaming out with every swung, I landed blow after blow until sparks were flying, and scarlet motor oil was spouting all over the place. After many more hits, the android was an unrecognizable heap.

With their faces stuck in a state of shock, Sanjay and the others gaped at me.

Breathing heavily, I swiped my dreads back from my face. “How’s that for unstable mental condition?” As I took in their stunned expressions, I harped out in laughter. “You may want to tell the council to send another droid. This one seems to be broken.” Dragging the bat on the ground, I sashayed back into my quarters.

Before the door slid shut, I heard Sanjay gruffly announce to the high raking company, “Gentleman, my apologies… I will meet you back at headquarters. Apparently, I need to have another word with Officer Winsort addressing her conduct.”

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What was I listening to while writing this chapter?

Dark New Day ~ Pieces

CRIMSON DAYS, CH 3 #FREEREAD #ASMSG #Interracial #Paranormal #Romance #Vampire #Erotica #dystopia #Korn

Hi there, fellow readers!

I come to you bearing a Halloween gift.

To reiterate the statement from my last post, this story is being developed and written as I post it, so it hasn’t been edited or doctored up. I’m literally giving it to you how it comes to me.

Comments are welcomed!

Enjoy!

Before reading CHAPTER 3, make sure to read CHAPTER 1 and CHAPTER 2. Links are below.

CHAPTER 1 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/01/crimson-days-ch-1/

CHAPTER 2 ~ http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/04/crimson-days-ch-2/

**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, graphic descriptions, urban dialect, blood-lusting hotties, kickass female warriors, sword-wielding bad asses, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**

CRIMSON DAYS

**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**

Chapter 3

Piles of dead bodies covered the open field.

Stunned speechless, I watched my fellow knights systematically drag vampires from the sewer passageways and stake them to the ground, forcing them to suffer daylight. The trees in the area had been trimmed away so there would be nothing obstructing the sun’s deadly rays. There had to be more than a hundred dying demons spread out over the field, and more deceased ones heaped in piles along the perimeter.

As the sun baked their flesh, the seared skin peeled off, fluttered into the air and disintegrated into dust, creating the miasma that poisoned the atmosphere.

Some creatures clawed and fought to stay underground. Those who put up a fight swiftly met their end, by means of a silver blade or UV bullets. Men, women and children alike, festered away in screaming pain.

Several knights approached the demons with large mallets and machetes. Heads were severed or smashed into bloody messes.

Lifting his mallet in the air, a bulky knight stood over a young pale-faced boy.

The boy screamed at the top of his lungs. “No! Please…!” He looked my way and reached out for me. “Please, help me!”

The pain in his eyes tore at my heart. I’d never seen a child vamp before.

His fangs were small, though I’m sure they were no less lethal. Beneath an expression stricken with fear, his face was a picture of pure innocence. Drawn into the dark life against his will, he would never grow up, or have his first kiss. Where he lay, staked to the earth, was his death bed.

I took a step forward, just as the knight brought the mallet down on his face, crushing his skull, cutting his piercing cry short. I gasped and sucked back tears.

Without the least bit of remorse on his face, the soldier moved onto the next vampire, who unfortunately was also a child. It wasn’t bad enough they were frying them in the daylight sun, they had to bash their heads in too.

“Get a fire going!” one of the knights from the other squads hollered out. “The bodies are piling up. Let’s burn these sonsabitches.”

The sickening sensation in my belly grew, almost to the point where I wanted to vomit. “Who are the monsters here? Them or us?”

The knights near me whipped their eyes in my direction. My question also garnered the attention of the commanding officer, Commander Cannon.

He wore a permanent scowl, one that tarnished his otherwise handsome features. His bright golden eyes narrowed. “Are you opposed to this mission, Officer Winsort?”

Clive Owens as Commander Cannon
Clive Owens as Commander Cannon

I didn’t answer. I just held his golden glare, doing my best not to let my razor tongue fly.

“Knights, your orders are clear,” he said in a demanding tone, directing his words to the whole squad. “There are hundreds of hostiles hiding out in those sewers. They have burrowed deep within. As you can see, the first squadrons called to the site are in the process of extracting the hostiles closer to the surface. Your job is to enter the underground maze, hunt them down and exterminate with extreme prejudice. Any target that makes it pass this squadron will meet the knights above and be taken care of. Those are your orders. They are to be carried out before nightfall.” With his directive lingering in the air, he pivoted on his heels in a robotic motion and marched over to where the other head officers convened.

I never liked that man. In his presence, I got the major hibbie jibbies. There’s something off about him, something not quite… human.

My fellow knights rushed off to fulfill their duty, but I couldn’t move. I was rooted to the patch of bloody dirt I stood on. Hunting vampires who attacked me was one thing, but going after them like this… women and children, people I know… “This isn’t right.”

At my side, Steve tugged on my hand. “Alex…?”

“I’m not doing this.”

“Alex, we have to follow orders.”

“This is a monstrous act, a massacre.” I snatched my hand away from him and shook my head. “I’m not doing this shit,” I voiced a little louder.

Sanjay was several feet from me, heading toward the sewers with the others, but when he heard me, he spun around. “What’d you say?” Before I knew it, he was in my face. “Tell me I did not just hear you refuse to carry out a direct order.”

“You heard right. I’m going back to the ship.” I turned to walk away.

Sanjay grabbed my arm in a biting grip. “Alexis…”

In a flash, I had my hand wrapped around my gat with the barrel pressed into his stomach.

A smirk curved his plush lips as his dark eyes glimmered in amusement. “You’re gonna shoot me, babe? Your superior officer?”

“If you don’t get your goddamn hand off of me, I just might.”

Seconds of fraught silence hovered between us before he said, “You know what? I don’t get you.”

“Really? What’s new?” I countered snidely.

“You kill vampires on a daily basis, skillfully, without batting an eyelash, but this is a problem for you.”

This is not what I signed on for. I’m not about to start slaughtering children.”

“They’re not children, Alexis. They’re demons.”

“You’re the demon!” I shot back on a hiss. “And if I cross this line with you, I’ll be a demon too.”

The smirk drifted from his lips and gave way to a teeth clenching frown. “If you back out on this, you’ll have to answer to the commanding officer, and I won’t be able to protect you.”

I jerked my arm from his clutches. “You and the commanding officer can kiss my ass. I refuse to let you strip me of my humanity.”

For the first time, Sanjay glared down at me with hate-driven anger in his eyes. I’d only seen him offer vampires that look. “Then that’s going to pose a big fucking problem for you.”

“Uhhhmmm, let’s take a deep breath, guys, and try a different approach.” Facing Sanjay, Steve sidled in between us to push us apart. “I have a solution for this problem that you may want to hear. We can run a perimeter sweep.”

Eyes still locked on mine, Sanjay muttered, “What?”

“Some of the vamps are liable to pass this point. Like earlier. With me and Alex running the perimeter we can make sure none of them flee into nearby town to infect more people.” Steve shot a glance over his shoulder at me. “Good idea? Right, Alex?”

I clucked my tongue, whirled on my heels and stalked away from them. “Whateva.”

Still clutching my pistol, I trekked deeper into the forest, away from the carnage and the light. There were shadows all around me, cast by the large trees and their branches. The haze from the dead vamps loomed in the area and thickened around my feet, yet I continued to move forward.

Steve lumbered behind me, quietly.

I appreciated his silence, but it didn’t help calm the rage boiling within me. “Children, Steve… Children! What the hell have we become?”

“I know. It’s fucked up,” Steve said, keeping his distance. “Try to cool off, ma. You can’t have another run in like that with your superior officer, even if he’s your boyfriend.”

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t clear my mind of the horrific actions I’d witnessed. I saw the mallet slamming down onto the child’s head over and over again, like a motion picture on playback. His eyes bulged, his blood and brain matter splattered over the ground, his skull crushed…

My eyes stung, my chest tightened. It was a devastating vision, one I wouldn’t soon forget.

I stopped and lifted my head. Suddenly, I had that feeling again—the feeling like I was being watched, and it wasn’t by Steve. I heard soft breathing close to me, like someone was standing right beside me, but no one was there, aside from the looming darkness. The presence…

“Lexi,” whispered a haunting voice from the shadows.

An icy chill darted down my spine.

“Lexi, please don’t be sad.”

Something brushed across my cheek. Leveling my gat, I swung around.

Caught in my gun’s path, Steve jumped back and threw his hands in the air. “Hey-hey now! Take your anger out on the vamps and your man, but not me.”

“Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” Brow quirked, Steve reached over his shoulder and grabbed his sword’s hilt. “I don’t sense anything.”

If the bloodhound didn’t pick up on a threat in the area, then I had to be spazzing out over nothing. Right? If so, why couldn’t I shake this feeling?

“Why am I the only one feeling this and hearing voices?” I grumbled frustratingly.

“Sure it’s not in your head?”

I cut a glare at him.

He shrugged. “Just sayin’, nothing gets past my senses. Nothing.”

Whipping my sights from the left to right, I eyed the roaming patches of darkness that seemed to gradually close in around me. “I could’ve sworn I heard someone call out to me, and… and touch my face.” I took a shuffling step backwards. “Earlier, there was this presence—” The ground suddenly fell out from under my feet.

Steve lunged forward and caught my hand before the earth could swallow me whole.

“What the hell…?” I regained my footing as I stared down at the fog covered crater in the ground. “What is this?” It was hard to make out.

“Looks like a hole. A big one. Let’s see how deep it is.” Steve plucked a radar sphere from his holster.

The device leapt from his palm, fell the short distance then hovered over the indention. It sprouted blue laser-like beams, making it look like a miniature disco ball. Once the rays were done whipping about, it let out three beeps.

He read the results registering across the screen on the forearm of his armor. “This hole is almost eight feet long and four feet deep with claw marks etched in the dirt. Looks we found ourselves a fresh grave.”

So not all the vampires sought refuge in the underground sewers. Smart move. “Not a surprise. This is the perfect spot, a lot of shading, very little light. Wonder how many more we’ll find out here.” I couldn’t stop myself from peering around cautiously. I wanted to believe I’d been hearing things earlier, but I had a gut feeling I wasn’t.

“Good thing I suggested a sweep, ay.” Steve slid his fingers across the screen on his forearm. “I’m deploying a few droids to assist us. I think we should move this sweep further out…”

“Lexi…” The ghostly whispers echoed across my mind like a sweet caress, blotting out Steve’s voice. “Leeexi.”

I shook my head and pulled my mask off. The tainted air immediately assaulted me, making me want to gag.

“Alex, you hear me?” Steve asked.

“Yeah—yeah, you said something about deploying droids,” I muttered absentmindedly. With my thoughts drifting a million miles away, I headed for the ship.

“Where are you going?”

“To get my tranq rifle. Any kid vamps come across this area, I’m putting them to sleep and then turning them over to the CRF.” At least the Cross Research Facility wouldn’t kill them, but study them instead. Rather that, than getting baked in the sun and getting their heads bashed in.

“Ahh hell, Alex,” he groaned. “You shouldn’t have told me that. Now I’m an accomplice to your treasonous plan.”

The phantom voice… He called me Lexi. Why Lexi? There was only one man who addressed me by that nickname, and he disappeared well over ten years ago.

“Please don’t let it be him,” I whispered as I moved deeper into the shadows.

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Korn ~ Falling Away From Me

CRIMSON DAYS, CH 2 #FREEREAD #ASMSG #Interracial #Paranormal #Romance #Vampire #Dystopia #FallOutBoy

Hello again!

As promised, I have another chapter of Crimson Days to share with you. As I stated in the last post, I’m writing this story as I post it, so it hasn’t been edited or doctored up. I haven’t even written a synopsis for this story. I’m literally giving it to you how it comes to me. 🙂

Comments are welcomed!

Enjoy!

If you haven’t read CRIMSON DAYS CHAPTER 1 yet, click this link: http://blog.yvonnenicolas.com/2014/10/01/crimson-days-ch-1/, so the story doesn’t lose you. 😀

**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, graphic descriptions, urban dialect, blood-lusting hotties, kickass female warriors, sword-wielding bad asses, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**

CRIMSON DAYS

**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**

Chapter 2

Miles from the mission site, the scent of festering flesh and boiling blood tainted the air. Locked in the confines of the aircraft, we hovered right below the clouds, and I could still smell the stench.

Suppressing the need to gag, I folded over and groaned.

“You’re looking a little green, babe,” Sanjay teased as he dangled my headgear in my face. “Need your helmet?”

I snatched it from him. “Asshole.”

Most knights didn’t bother to wear the breathing gear attached to our helmets. They were used to the demonic miasma the vampires leaked into the air. Not me though. Years ago, the scientists confirmed the vapors weren’t hazardous to our bodies in any way. Like horrible farts, the smell was putrid, but it wouldn’t kill you if you breathed it in. Didn’t matter to me what they proved; I still refused to suck that demon crap into my lungs.

I watched some of the other knights don their headgear. I clearly wasn’t the only one.

“Why are we going on a hunt this early in the day?” It was meant as an inner thought, but I heard myself say it aloud. “Most vamps don’t ease to the surface until twilight, and even then, they wait until darkness falls.”

I didn’t think Sanjay heard me over the hum of the ship’s engine, but he proved he did, when he answered, “I think the federation and the Vatican are tired of waiting for them to rise to go on the hunt. We gotta cut their numbers down, drastically, so it’s time to shake the tree. Every time someone goes missing we have to assume they’ve been turned. Have you seen the reports on how many people disappear every month? Entire families and shit…?” Settling back in the seat, he shrugged. “I don’t know all the deets. Don’t really care. I just follow orders.”

“Yes. Of course you do,” I huffed out on a sigh. “I don’t know why I would expect you to question the commander’s orders.”

Lips twisted in a smirk, he cut his eyes at me. “You know it turns me on when you get snarky.”

The aircraft shuddered as it lowered from the sky and landed on a clearing surrounded by a heavily wooded area, near the city’s sewer system.

As soon as the hatch opened, the shrieks and the sizzling sound of cooking flesh assaulted my ears. A familiar sickening feeling arose in my belly. I always got this sensation before going to battle. “Into the fray we go.”

I followed the squad through the copse of trees, watching our backs as I went. I always flanked the team. Never knew when the undead would creep up on you from the rear.

Sneaky bastards.

Sanjay usually flanked with me, but today he led the squad, next to our commanding officer, which made sense since he was the lieutenant in our division. Regardless of rank, it was better this way. I’m sure he took that spot to avoid hearing more of my complaints. To be honest, I was tired of hearing my gripes as well.

“Trouble in paradise?” Steve moved to my right side, flashing a mannish grin. Cornrows, patterned in a zigzag design, were neatly layered over his head.

I rolled my eyes and snorted. “Always. But if you ask Sanjay, he’ll say everything is honky dory.”

Steve chuckled. “That’s Sanjay for you. He’d rather pretend everything is all good than to admit he’s losing you.”

Frowning, I slowed my stride. “Wait, you know?”

He allowed the squad to trot ahead before turning to face me. “That you want out? Yeah, I know.”

Damn. And here I thought I was putting on a great façade. “Is it that obvious?”

Steve
STEVE

He smiled. “Lucky for you, our commanding officer isn’t as good as reading people as I am.” Offering me his hand, he nodded toward the team. “Come on, Alex. We’ll chat about this later.”

Behind him, the bushes rustled. A snarl sounded, a second before a black blur darted from the underbrush. It moved in on us with a sinuous motion.

Gripping Steve’s hand, I yanked him against me and raised my pistol. Instead of aiming at the fast moving entity, I anticipated where it would strike and fired.

The creature hit the ground, shrieking like a banshee.

The moment I laid eyes on its pain-stricken face, I wanted to cry. It was Emily, the young bookshop owner from uptown. I didn’t know her personally, but I knew who she was. It was enough to make my heart hurt.

The bullet that caught her in the heart released ultraviolet liquid into her body. A bright light illuminated beneath her breasts. Her chest cavity caved in and began to melt away. The sun cooked the rest of her, blistering her flesh, as she writhed about in agony. No matter how strong her healing abilities were, there was no coming back from this injury.

She will die, yet again.

Despite that, Steve shot her three more times, silencing her screams. “I hate to see them suffer, especially when it’s someone I know.” A wry smile tilted his lips. “You see why we need you on the force? She would’ve had me if it wasn’t for you.”

Had him? Yeah right. I almost laughed. He and I both knew he’d been aware of the threat behind him long before I caught a whiff of the vampire. No one snuck up on the Bloodhound. “The same reason I’m needed on the force is the main reason I wanna get the hell away from here,” I countered, holstering my pistol. “I’d rather be on a beach somewhere, taking in the afternoon sun. Like the Bahamas. There are no vampires in the Bahamas.”

“That we know of.” He chuckled. “Still, if that’s where you’re headed, take me with you.” Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. “Head’s up. Twelve o’clock.”

I looked up just in time to see at a large dark figure coming down on us. Its limbs were stretched out, its mouth open wide, baring its glistening fangs.

Firing upwards, Steve and I leaped back from one another.

The vampire landed between us with a thud. Pale muscles bulged everywhere. He was one of the biggest ones I’d seen yet. Even though he’d been drilled several times with lethal bullets, he still aggressed.

I backpedaled as he thundered forward, reaching for me. He was so determined to get to me, he forgot there was a knight behind him.

The sharp ching of Steve drawing his blade resonated through the area.

My palm found the grip of my dagger. Pulling the blade from its sheath, I ended my backward drift and sprung forward. I spun around the creature’s left side as Steve spun around his right side. The sound of our weapons slicing through dead flesh echoed around us.

The beefed up vampire stumbled to a stop, yet to realize he’d been bested. A crimson line appeared over his neck and another one opened across his torso. Steam rose from his searing flesh as the sun’s rays sought him out through the openings in the tree branches. Slowly, his body slumped to the ground in three bloody chunks.

“Damn, he was a big’un.” Steve flicked the blood from his sword.

I swiped away the gelled scarlet crap that had spattered over my mask. “I know right. His muscles had muscles.”

“We’re usually a little more synchronized than that. You were a step off.”

“Don’t start riding me about my technique, Steve,” I grumbled, stepping over the festering flesh pile.

“Hey, I have to since I’m the one who trained you. And for the record, your technique is not the problem. I’m worried about your declining health. The fact you’re missing meals is starting to show.”

I sighed. “Don’t, Steve. Just don’t… You can get on my case about that another day, but not today.”

“Are we clear here?” Sanjay asked, jogging toward us. “Oh shit, was that Jean?” He moved closer and stared down at the vampire’s dismembered, simmering head. “Hell yeah, that’s him. He was a personal trainer at the gym downtown. I couldn’t stand his ass. I wish I would’ve been here to see ya’ll send him back to hell.”

“Anywayz…” I brushed past Sanjay, anxious to catch up with the rest of the knights. A thought came to me, bringing me to a halt. I turned to face the guys. “Hey, did ya’ll notice they attacked us in broad daylight? Why would they take the chance of revealing themselves to the sun? Even bloodlust wouldn’t force them to do that.”

A sadistic smile shot across Sanjay’s face. “The first infantry revealed another massive resting place and forced them out from the darkness. They’ve been hiding in the sewers.” There was an eagerness in his voice that struck me the wrong way. “Come check it out.” Sanjay waved for us to follow as he jogged ahead.

“Well, that explains the shrieking,” Steve grumbled, pulling me along with him.

“And the stench,” I added.

An odd feeling came over me—the feeling of being watched. I eyed the faint patches of shadows drifting behind the trees as I kept in pace with Steve and Sanjay. I gripped my G-four gat. There was a presence within the shadows following us. Although I didn’t know how, I could feel it. But, the way the guys were moving forward, it seemed I was the only one aware of it.

Or maybe I’m imagining things.

We cleared the thicket and came upon another clearing.

I was forced to suppress a cry. “Oh my Lord…” Nothing could prepare me for the horrific scene laid out before me.

Copyright © 2014 by Yvonne Nicolas

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Hello, fellow readers, bloggers and authors!

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Starting today, I’ll be posting a new story for FREE. 2 chapters will be posted each week of this month for your reading pleasure. I will also post the images that inspired me to create the characters in this story. This is not a tale that I had sitting on the back burner or anything. This story literally came to me on a whim, so I’m writing it as I post it. It’s a new genre for me, dystopian sci-fi romance with a touch of steampunk. I haven’t done this before, so I’m treating this as a writing challenge. Let me forewarn you, it’s not edited or doctored up. It’s just me writing what my muse whispers in my ear. I really hope you enjoy it.

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**WARNING: Not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, urban dialect, demon and vampire seduction, kickass female characters, sword-wielding bad asses, super-hot shifters, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**

CRIMSON DAYS

**dystopian sci-fi, paranormal, erotic and interracial romance**

Chapter 1

The persistent banging on the front door increased the rapid thump behind my eyes.

Palming my forehead, I winced. “Hold on, Sanjay!” I splashed my face with a couple handfuls of water and stared at my reflection in the mirror. “Wow. I’m not even a shadow of my old self,” I murmured pitifully. In short, I looked a hot damn mess.

There were dark shadows under my eyes, due to lack of sleep. My chestnut skin tone had lost its healthy glow. I’m sure my poor diet had something to do with that. On some days I ate a little something just to fuel up and then on other days I didn’t eat at all. When your job requires you to spend most of your time around the walking dead and rotting corpses, it made it hard to work up an appetite. The woes of being a Cross Knight…

“Alexis!” Sanjay shouted through the door. “C’mon girl, we’re late! The hovercraft is waiting for us.”

“Geez, this man…” I grumbled under my breath. “He’s such a damn irritation.” I tied my dreads back from my face, adjusted the snug armor over my breasts and headed downstairs. “Who are you with?” I called out.

“I’m with you,” came his sultry response.

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When I got to the door, I glanced at the screen on the side wall to make sure he was alone. He had the aggravating habit of traveling with a military entourage when he came to my quarters. He knew I hated that crap. After I cursed him out about it the last time, he promised to never do it again. For once, he’d kept his word.

“Disengage security and open the door,” I ordered to my personal AI.

“Command confirmed,” the disembodied female voice replied as the seven locks on the door clicked simultaneously. “Door opening.” Most people preferred a physical android living with them, but not me. That shit was creepy. Their artificial human features made them even creepier. I preferred the security without a bot strolling freely around my quarters.

The door slid to the right and disappeared into the wall, revealing the man who once owned my heart.

“‘Sup, babe.” The brim of Sanjay’s hat sat low on his head, concealing his dark soulful eyes. “I feel like you’re avoiding me.”

“Because I am,” I retorted snidely as I shuffled aside to let him enter.

The stench of death lingered on him. Crimson spots marred his uniform and armor, which indicated he’d sliced up some vampires on the way over here. Typical.

His full lips twisted into a frown. “What’s been going on with you?”

Huffing out a sigh, I rolled my eyes. “Don’t be an asshole. Look at me.”

“I’m looking. I see you, babe.”

“Do you? Do you really see me?”

He stepped over the threshold, and tried to pull me into his arms. “You look beautiful to me, as always.”

I pulled away and headed for my weapon cache, with Sanjay swift on my heels. “You’re only saying that because you want me to go out hunting with you. My health means nothing to you.” The moment I approached my storage room, the retina scanner emerged from the wall.

Sanjay and I stood still as the machine identified us.

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“Yeah, of course I want you to go hunting with me. That doesn’t mean I’m lying about you being beautiful…” He flashed the smile that always made my heart flutter. Today it didn’t have the same effect. “And it doesn’t mean I’m not worried about your health.”

“Whateva.” I walked into room and started collecting my weapons.

I always carried three daggers, three G-four gats and a laser rifle. When I first joined the regiment, the weapons weighed nothing to me. Probably because I had a purpose, or at least I thought I did. Now, they felt heavy as hell.

I found myself returning one pistol to its holder. “I feel sick and it’s getting worse.”

“Well, if you were eating like you’re supposed to and taking your vitamin pack…” he murmured, rummaging through my ammo. “You wouldn’t have this problem.

Heat flared to my face as I cut a glare at him. What angered me the most is he knew my diet has fallen off, but he didn’t bother to say anything about it, or at least try to help me through it. That told me one thing. He truly didn’t give a damn. All he cared about was this fucking war.

“Nothing else matters to you when it comes to the cause.” Sarcasm dripped from each word. “If I dropped dead, would you even bother to come to my funeral, or would you go out hunting to kill as many vampires as you can in my honor?

He flashed a wicked grin. “Are you trying to pick a fight with me, Alexis?” He eased up behind me and slipped a hand over my crotch. “If that’s the case, we can squash the argument and cut to the makeup sex right now.”

Groaning, I shoved away from him. “I’m serious, Sanjay. We’ve been at this for what… a little over three years now? There has to be more to life than this. More to life than the war, blood and death.”

He quirked a brow. “What are you saying?”

“Gaaawd!” I threw my hands in the air. “I swear it’s like talking to a brick wall with you. I’m saying the same thing I said yesterday and the day before that, and the day before THAT! I’ve been saying this shit for a year now, Sanjay. I don’t wanna do this anymore! I wanna pack my bags and get as far away from this war zone as possible.”

“And go where?” he asked beneath a sigh.

Anywhere but here.”

“Look babe, I know it’s hard, but the force needs us. Mankind needs us. We’re knights—”

“No, you’re a knight! I’m a waitress! Remember?”

“Yet, you’re the best hunter on the squad.”

I laughed, but not so much in humor. “Just because I’m good at it doesn’t mean I want to keep doing it. I can’t take another year of this mess.” I shook my head. “I just can’t…”

“Come here, babe.” He pulled me into his embrace and cuddled me. “You’re just going through withdrawal, missing the life you used to have. We all go through it.” Rocking his hips, he pressed his bulged groin against me and kissed the corner of my mouth. “I got a little something to remedy that. Let’s bust a quickie before we show up for duty.”

“Ugh, you’re such a pig! And you smell like vampires. That’s not sexy.” I shoved him away, and reclaimed the G-four I had put back. “Let’s go and get this mission over with.”

No matter how many times I said it, or how many different ways I put it, he would never get it. The only way to get through to him was to walk away from him and away from this war he’d dragged me into, but I couldn’t find it in myself to do it. Maybe because deep inside, I didn’t want to let him down. But how long could I keep living for him before this war finally claimed my life?

Copyright © 2014 by Yvonne Nicolas

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An unseen war is brewing in the shadowy underworld of London. Dr. Faith Miller, a local pathologist, is exposed to the horrific reality when she stumbles upon her brother consuming the flesh of his lover.

Tajaé Zhang, the second in command of the UK based black panther pack of the Chalvaiz clan, and his fellow shifters have been systematically exterminating the walking corpses—zombies, in an attempt to control the rapidly spreading demon virus.

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For those of you who have read The Dragon Queen Series, you know this sassy chick is Sharayna “Rayne” Piers, the all-powerful Dragon Queen. Takeia managed to expose Rayne’s saucy demeanor and hidden strength in this sketch.

Isn’t this beautiful?

This feeds my desire to see the Dragon Queen series as a graphic novel, or manga. 😉

Stay tuned! I have an absolutely wicked drawing of Maurisio Bithanos, also created by Takeia Marie, to share with you later. 😉

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An unseen war is brewing in the shadowy underworld of London. Dr. Faith Miller, a local pathologist, is exposed to the horrific reality when she stumbles upon her brother consuming the flesh of his lover.

Tajaé Zhang, the second in command of the UK based black panther pack of the Chalvaiz clan, and his fellow shifters have been systematically exterminating the walking corpses—zombies, in an attempt to control the rapidly spreading demon virus.

Secretly, he has observed Faith from afar for months. His attraction for her has grown into an untamable love. After she’s bitten and infected with the virus, Tajaé defies the laws of the shifter packs and puts his life on the line to save hers.

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