Eternal Service by Regina Morris


Eternal Service by Regina Morris

Raymond smiled at her. It was a beautiful smile, not fake or forced. You can always tell when it’s real. His blackened eyes held the smile, not just his luscious, full lips. Alex noticed his hair was a bit damp, probably due to a last minute shower on his way over. His hair was parted tonight, and a curl of bangs hung lopsided onto his forehead. It gave him a Superman appearance. She always did like Superman.

Alex knew her pulse sped up as she took in the visual strip tease in her mind. She thought back to their earlier conversation. Humans and vampires could have sex together. Sex. She swallowed hard. She hadn’t thought of having sex with a man in a long time. Her heart sped up even faster. She wondered if he could hear it. If he did, he didn’t show it. He just sat sipping his wine, looking sexy as hell.

Her glass was in her hands, and she took a gulp of wine, hoping to squelch the heat she was feeling. Instead, it fueled the flame. Would sex with a vampire be different than with a human? If it were, she was betting it would be better. The sexual relationships she had in the past, if she could remember that far back, were moderately satisfying. Definitely not romance novel, page turning, steamy… but satisfying.

Blinking a few times, she realized she was staring at his crotch. Could she be more obvious? She knew in her heart that she was going to take this promotion. She couldn’t start a romance with a team member, it wasn’t professional. She wasn’t that type of woman. Plus, there was no guarantee that he was interested in her that way. He had treated her with nothing but respect.

“Alex?” Raymond asked.

Alex looked up, making eye contact. “What?”

“Are you okay? You’ve been quiet for several minutes.”

United Service by Regina Morris
[Two vampires (federal agents) and a female vampire are following the trail of kidnappers who have taken vampire children.]

Sterling, Ben and Kate drove up the deserted road towards the house. The building lay between Nowheresville and the outer boondocks. The existing homes in the area were few and far between, with plenty of lawn space and privacy fences. As they drove their car up the quiet street, they realized the only other living creature they had seen was a stray dog, and even he appeared lost.

They drove past the home and canvassed the area. No cars were parked in front of the house, but the closed garage door made it hard to tell if anyone was home. The place seemed empty though. The grass needed to be mowed, the stone retaining wall had fallen away, and the flower beds appeared a bit jungle–esque. Even the sun blistered, green paint on the home’s siding lacked a certain care. Yet, as vacant as the home looked, what tipped Sterling off that someone had recently been here was the lack of restaurant delivery notices that some of the homes had attached to their front doors.

Sterling flinched as a shiver ran down his back. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. “That’s the house,” he said as he looked over to Ben. “Some bad vibes are coming off it.”
“The house number is correct,” Kate said. “It does look eerie.”

Parking the car several houses down from the home, Ben popped the trunk while Sterling shifted in his seat, still sore from Kate’s earlier attack on him. Sterling then got out of the car and checked that his dagger was secure in his boot. While Ben loaded up on weapons from the trunk, Kate got out of the car and stared at the two.

“What about me?” Kate asked, holding out her hands for a weapon.

Sterling closed the trunk carefully to make as little noise as possible. “You stay in the car.” He walked over, opened the car door, and motioned with his hand for her to get in. He wasn’t surprised when she slammed the car door and protested. The fact the door made a loud racket, even though they were a safe distance away from the house, upset Sterling. They may as well announce their arrival by blowing the horn.

He took a good look at her. She was a liability, like he had predicted. Her heart may be in the right place, but dustbins were filled with vamps with good intentions. He bit his lip and said in an even hushed tone, “You’re not trained, you’re not quiet, and you’re definitely not coming with us.”

“Oh, puh–lease,” she said just above a whisper, obviously realizing the mistake she had made with the car door. “There are no other vamps around.” She then looked at Sterling questioningly. “Can half–breeds not detect if a vampire is nearby?”

Sterling’s jaw clenched at the remark. Half–breeds could always tell when vampires were around. The only difference was that vampires gave off predator–like readings, half–breeds didn’t. It sometimes seemed like the only benefit of being a half–breed in Sterling’s mind, and he didn’t appreciate the insult. “You can’t defend yourself.”

She took a step towards him, closing the gap between them. She then touched his healed nose with her gloved finger and said, “I did okay against you.” Glancing down at his jeans she allowed her finger to travel down from his face and southward, stopping at his belt. She gave a wry smile as if remembering how firmly she had kicked him earlier in the crotch. “I got you well if I remember correctly.”

In his opinion, the move was the sexiest thing a vamp woman had ever done. His entire chest tingled. He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked down at her hand. “It’s a big target Kate. Hard to miss.”

Correction, her smile and blush now became the sexiest thing, especially since her finger remained touching his belt buckle.

Ben stepped in. “Kate, children might be around and your inexperience could put them in danger. We’ll come back for you if the coast is clear.” He tapped Sterling on the shoulder, “I’ll take the front, and you circle to the back.”

“I’ll take the car,” Kate said mockingly. She got in and allowed Sterling to close the door for her.

Enduring Service by Regina Morris
The turn of the lock of the outer gate echoed through the room and stirred Sulie from her restless nap. Another opportunity to escape was presenting itself and she needed to be ready. It had been days since any of the kidnappers had come down to visit her, and she took that as a bad sign. Her weakened, blood starved body, could only mean one of two things. They either wanted to slowly kill her, or weaken her into submission. Either way, turning to dust wasn’t in her plans. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and noticed a sweet smell wafting through her cell. She found herself licking her lips in anticipation of the blood she smelled.

The scent from the human smelled weak, but inviting to her starved body. She listened to the footsteps and knew just one person approached – a human. One that could be compelled and controlled. A smile crossed her lips as she anticipated her next meal.

Listening carefully, she noticed that the footsteps sounded different this time. There was no clanking sound of high heels and no determined foot-falls of boots that the guards wore. These footsteps were soft and calculating.

Sulie knew it took exactly eight footsteps from the outer gate to the interior one before she could see her visitor. She counted the steps as she listened for any clues to who it might be.
She sniffed at the air, but only smelled the hint of human blood. The hint of it grew stronger as she counted out the footsteps. She had counted off four of the eight by the time she turned her head to look at the door. She readied the piece of sharp glass in her hand, but doubted she had the strength to lift herself up off the bed, let alone ward off any attacker – even a strong human one.

As she counted off the last two steps she took a deep breath to prepare herself. She caught her breath as the visitor came into view. Standing on the opposite side of her cell, behind the blasted silver bars, was Dixon. The love of her life stood a short distance from her. He was here to rescue her, but she knew he’d likely die in the process.

About the Author
Regina Morris is the author of the paranormal romances that make up The Colony series. She loves paranormal romances featuring vampires, but her personal taste is light-hearted and humorous – not horrific and gory. She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband and two children. She enjoys meeting with her monthly critique writing groups and meeting other writers in the Austin area through the WLT events.

She has lived in many different parts of the world. She graduated high school in Germany and she attended the University of Texas at Austin, where she received a degree in computer science with a minor in math.

Besides writing, she is an amateur portrait and sports photographer. After enjoying a career in the software engineering business, she discovered that writing was in her blood, and had to put pen to paper!

Please connect with Regina Morris through various social media, which are listed on her personal author website



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