Would You Like Brains With That?

Currently re-writing.

Portal Keepers Book 1.
A job at a café for the Undead, a ghost best friend, and an annoying handsome vampire protector. Danira has it all.

Danira isn't your average girl. For generations her family has looked after the portal that links the Realm of the Undead to the Realm of the Living, by running a cafe for the Undead that are travelling through the portal. Then news reaches Danira and her parents that the Vampire Lords want to take over control of the portal and wreak havock amoung the Realm of the Living.
An adventure of hot vampires, zombies, ghosts, mummies, and life-threatening danger is thrust upon Danira, and she must try her best to protect the Realm of the Living, by preventing the Vampire Lords from obtaining the Infinity Blade, which has the power to change the portal. As well as saving her world can Danira resist the dashing vampires that cross her path? Some are more dangerous than others.

Cover by Zillah Designs.


20. Absence of Light


Having Ridge lead me through the dark of the caves was an experience that I would rather not have to go through again. I felt that at any moment I would walk into a wall, not that I didn’t trust Ridge, because after everything that we had been through I did trust him. I trusted him with my life. Even I thought of him as my protector by then. It was just that not being able to see anything made me very uncomfortable and disorientated.

Eventually we stopped. There was a hiss and a burst of light as Ridge struck a match. He used it to light a lantern which he handed to me.

“Thanks.” I said with a smile as I took the old fashioned lantern from him.

I help the lantern up as high as I could, and gazing around I saw that we were in a small circular chamber that had four tunnels leading from it. There were unlit lanterns hanging on hooks all over the walls.

“I’m guessing that we have to choose one of the tunnels then?” I asked, glancing at Ridge who was stood a few paces away.

He nodded, his dark eyes flickering between the tunnel entrances which all looked exactly the same. “We came through this one.” he told me, pointing to the tunnel to the left of us.

The other tunnels were positioned in front of us, to the right, and the last one was behind us. Just like north, east, south and west on a compass.

“Is there anyway of telling which one we need to take?” I asked hoping that there would be.

Ridge turned to look at me. “Maybe the triangle will tell us which way.”

Taking this as a hint I handed him my lantern and got the metal triangle out of my schoolbag. Ridge handed me the lantern back and we both stared at the triangle.

When nothing happened Ridge sighed. “I suppose we will have to choose our own way.” he took a step forwards and then stopped, his muscles tensing.

“What is it?” I whispered, walking to stand behind him.

“We are not alone.” Ridge replied. “Hide the triangle.”

I quickly stashed the metal triangle away in my bag. “Which way?” my breath was snatched away as he grabbed my hand and pulled me through the nearest tunnel. “Why this one?” I asked as I struggled to keep up with Ridge’s quick pace.

“This is one of the tunnels that no one is coming through.” he increased the pace to a jog and I soon started sweating, my heart racing. Great, everyone in the mountains was bound to hear that. “We’re being followed.”

As if things couldn’t get any worse now we were being chased through a tunnel by the Undead.

“Do you... know how... many?” I managed to gasp in between ragged breaths.

“More are coming.” by this point Ridge was practically carrying me. He was holding me by the elbows and it felt like I was floating as my feet skimmed the floor. “Fortunately zombies are slow.” Ridge whispered as he decreased his pace.

Vampires however aren’t. I was suddenly knocked aside and I landed with a thud on the floor. I winced as skin was scraped off the back of my hand and hoped that it wasn’t bleeding. My lantern had landed just out of arms reach, and in the light it cast I could see that Ridge and our attacker were locked in a fight. Their ferocious snarls confirmed this.

I pulled a stake from my bag, thinking that I would probably need it. I also put some salt and a lighter in my dress pocket for easy access. Behind me at the edge of the available light I could see what looked like a narrow crack in the tunnel wall. I put my hand into it and was glad to feel that it seemed to widen out. There were more snarls and the sound of breaking glass as I was plunged into darkness. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t see anything so I was of no use to Ridge. Maybe I should go down the crack in the tunnel and see where it led.

“Danira, run there are zombies coming!”

Ridge’s warning decided it for me. I felt around for the crack and slipped inside. It was a bit of a squeeze to begin with, but then it soon widened out. Not being able to see made it difficult to know where I was going, and I trailed one hand along the wall, while my other gripped the stake. I feared that at any moment I would touch the decaying body of a zombie, so I took measured steps as I made my way along the passageway, stumbling occasionally. The wall suddenly ended and I hazarded a guess that I had emerged into a tunnel. I hesitated. Which way should I go?

I decided on turning right and had only taken one step when I was grabbed from behind and a hand clamped over my mouth stifling my scream. I was pulled back into the passageway and whoever had seized me was holding me against them, an arm around me.

“There are Undead in the tunnel. Be quiet if you want to stay out of their clutches.”

A shiver ran down my spine, but not because of the fact that I had nearly been caught. No, the shiver was because it was Xavier that was holding me. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for Xavier to make his next move. Sweat formed on my palms, making me grasp the stake tighter in my hand.

After what seemed like hours, Xavier lowered his hand from my mouth. I whirled around and stabbed the stake where I thought he was stood.

“How rude.” his voice came from behind me.

I turned around and took several steps backwards my elbow brushing the wall. I raised the stake higher. “Stay away from me.” I hissed, my eyes scanning the darkness for any movement. A cool hand touched my cheek and I slapped it away.

“Even after I just saved you?”

“You broke your promise.” I retorted, taking more steps backwards. “You said that no one would ever hurt me again. You practically ripped my throat out!”

Xavier’s voice was emotionless. “I am sorry about that, but you made me so angry saying that you couldn’t trust me. You can, Danira. You can trust me.”

“You took my blood against my will.” I said, my voice shaking. “How can I possibly trust you now?” there was a soft sigh near my ear and I whirled around.

“I am still a young vampire. My emotions get the better of me.”

I gritted my teeth. “I don’t care I want nothing to do with you.”

Xavier pulled me into his arms crushing me against his chest. “Don’t say that, Danira.” he whispered, stroking my cheek.

I struggled against him, trying to free my arms which were pinned to my sides. “Get off me. I hate you.”

“There is a very thin line between hate and love.”

His lips were on mine and having caught me off guard it took a moment to regain my thoughts. I bit his lip hard and stabbed him in the thigh with the stake. Xavier dropped to the ground crying out in agony.

I ran down the passageway not knowing if I was headed towards or away from the Undead that I had nearly encountered earlier. My shoulder grazed the walls as I tripped and stumbled along in the darkness. Then I was out of the passageway and into a tunnel. I turned left, still running.

Soon I was exhausted and had to stop to lean against the wall, the stake still clutched in my hand. I had pulled it from Xavier’s thigh before running away. After all, it was probably likely that I would need it again. My heart was pounding and I was struggling to breathe.

“That wasn’t very nice.”

I jumped and whirled around at the sound of Xavier’s voice. “Leave me alone!” I cried and stumbled as I tried to run away again.

My legs gave out from under me and I fell into a heap on the ground, hitting my head as I did so. Drawing on any reserves of energy I had left, I started crawling along the ground desperate to get away from Xavier.

“I wouldn’t go that way if I was you.” he said, hoisting me up into his arms.

Pounding him weakly on the back I yelled. “Put me down!”

“Do you want to get caught by the Vampire Lords’ henchmen?”

“Anything would be better than being alone with you.” my stake was still in my hand so I aimed it at where I thought Xavier’s chest was, but he grabbed my wrist and easily removed the stake from my grasp.

“Did you follow us?” I demanded, knowing that I wasn’t strong enough to fight Xavier.

Striding through the tunnel he laughed. “I knew that the trap was here before you did.”

“You’re working with them.”

“No, I watched them.” Xavier replied seeming annoyed.

“Do you know where Ridge is?” I asked, carefully sneaking a hand into my pocket.

A low growl burst from Xavier’s mouth causing my hand to stop in its tracks. “No I do not, and I don’t care where he is either.”

I resumed searching my pocket. “He’s more of a man then you are.” I spat when my fingers closed on what I had been looking for.

Drawing my lighter out of my pocket, I lit it and set fire to Xavier’s clothes. I was released from his grasp and send falling to the ground. My breath was knocked out of me, and my ribs were aching. I saw flashes of Xavier’s face as he swatted the flames out. Scrambling to my feet I tried to run away but I was still weak and ended up falling down, hitting my head yet again. I groaned in pain and cried out when Xavier climbed on top of me, pinning me to the ground.

“Please,” I sobbed struggling to remain conscious. “Let me go.”

“That was a clever trick with the lighter. I hadn’t expected it. So you like fire do you? Well you shouldn’t play with fire because sometimes you get burnt.” he snarled.

“No!” I sobbed, tears falling down my cheeks.

His hands gripped my arms as he kissed me savagely, his fangs tearing my lips. I struggled against him feebly but soon had no energy left. Xavier’s nails were like claws as they cut my skin and I begged him to stop. Then his fangs pierced my neck and I fell into the dark abyss of unconsciousness.


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