It’s the season of giving, and so I plan to share with you my seasonal stories that I’ve written over the years. These are flash fictions, which are short pieces, all based on books I’ve written.
My last offering is a seasonal scene based on A PROMISE OF PASSION, which you can find in my Eternal Love: Vampire Romance Boxed Set!
Alicia was humming.
Kassian’s senses had become so attuned to her over the past year that he could hear her through her open apartment window from over found hundred metres away down the quiet urban street.
He focused on the fire escape outside her window, pushed his heels down hard into the ground and sprung forwards. Not a sound broke the silence as he soared through the wintry air, landed on the black metal railing that edged the balcony and stepped down. Kassian walked to the redbrick wall of the converted factory building. The tall panelled sash window was fully open. He leaned the breadth of his shoulders against the wall beside it, drew his long black wool coat back, and slipped his hands into his trouser pockets.
The stars were bright tonight and the air cold as it blew against him, tousling his long black hair where it was tied at the nape of his neck in a ponytail. The world drifted away as he listened to Alicia. The beautiful sound drew a smile up from his heart to his lips.
It wasn’t the tune running through his mind, but it was pleasant nonetheless.
The store he had visited this evening had been playing the same song. It had irritated him then, but now it was soothing to his ears. Alicia sung so sweetly. She was his angel on Earth.
“Are you going to stand out there all night?” Her voice drifted through the open window to him, warm with the sound of her amusement. Kassian could almost see her smiling. “It’s getting cold.”
Kassian’s smile widened and he stepped away from the wall. His little vampire hunter never failed to notice his arrival. The window had been left open for his sake after all.
Ducking, he stepped through the window and into her apartment and then shut it behind him. The moment his gaze lit on her, he froze.
Alicia was radiant. Her chestnut brown hair was longer now than when they had met and she wore it down tonight, a sleek mane of shiny silk that he loved to run his fingers through. Instead of her usual jeans and t-shirt, she was wearing a short black skirt and a purple long-sleeved top which hugged her figure and cut low across her breasts in a V.
She was beautiful.
So beautiful that he felt as though he was falling in love with her all over again.