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.


24. I Didn't See That Coming


The vampire was more than shocked when I staked him through the heart. But I was even more shocked when I started falling. I closed my eyes and braced myself for pain.

Crying out when I landed on my shoulder, I prayed that I hadn’t dislocated my arm again. I stayed laid where I was for a moment, regaining my breath and recovering from the sudden wave of pain. Opening my eyes I gazed around as I clutched at my shoulder. I dragged myself up so that I was sitting and blinked away tears. From what I could tell I had fallen back down into the maze. There was no one around fortunately, and I made myself stand up, resulting in dizziness and stumbling till I was leaning against the wall.

When my vision had cleared, I examined my arm. The sleeve had been completely torn off and my arm was covered in scratches. I lifted it up and whimpered in pain. Oh yeah it was definitely dislocated, or maybe even broken. I set about making a sling out of my torn sleeve, which took some time. Eventually I was ready to start wandering around in search of Ridge and the strange glow that he had seen in the centre of the maze.

I chose a direction at random, and it was only as I started walking that I realised that I had hurt my ankle as well. I hobbled onwards, cursing my bad luck, and gripped the stake tightly in my hand.

“Come on,” I muttered forcing myself through the maze.

I turned a corner and found myself face to face with a vampire.

He was smiling smugly and licked his lips. “Mmm hello.”

Startled I tried to run away but he grabbed my hurt arm making me howl in agony. He pulled me towards him and I gazed in horror as his fangs extended over his lips.

“Just a taste.” he muttered.

“No!” I yelled, trying to break free from his grasp.

There was a collective moan from behind us and the vampire’s sharp teeth stopped an inch above my neck. He looked up and I turned to see a group of seven zombies watching us, their beady eyes fixed on me. I took a step backwards, my arm still in the vampires grasp. The zombies shuffled forwards all moaning quietly. The vampire shoved me behind him and crouched down defensively. I watched from where I had landed on my bum, as the zombies attacked the vampire and surprisingly they won. Muttering a curse I scrabbled to my feet and ran as fast as I could away from the feasting zombies both scared out of my mind and amazed that the zombies had managed to overwhelm the vampire.

Running away from vampires and zombies all the time had gotten old ages ago, and was becoming tedious. As I scrambled through the maze, horribly aware of my outrageously loud heartbeat and the blood that was pounding in my ears, I considered that maybe things would be a whole lot easier if I was a vampire. I certainly wouldn’t have to worry about my blood being so tempting.

I shook my head to dislodge these stupid thoughts. No, I told myself. The River of Death must have scrambled my brain. I wouldn’t normally even consider what my life would be like if I was a vampire. I don’t even want to be one! I love being human... usually.

I glanced behind me to make sure that the pack of zombies hadn’t caught up with me and stumbled, falling against a wall. I hissed in pain and straightened up. Which was when the floor disappeared from beneath my feet. I was sent shooting down a tunnel which spat me out after minutes of terrifying darkness.

Sniffing back tears I forced myself to my feet and found a blurry figure standing in front of me, blurry because in my suddenly exhausted state I could barely seem to keep my eyes open.


As the figure slowly came into focus I was relieved to see that it was indeed Ridge and I immediately collapse into his open arms.

“Oh thanks goodness.” I whispered closing my eyes as Ridge stroked my hair, murmuring comforting words.

His fingers trailed down my neck and stopped to rest on my pulse. I was half asleep as he brushed the hair from my neck, and then I felt a tingling as his cool breath touched my skin.


The cry of anger and fear woke me straight away and I opened my eyes wide to find a dishevelled Xavier rushing towards us.

“What do you want?” I glared at him, hate rising within me, disappointed that I hadn’t reduced him to a pile of ash. “Didn’t you get the point when I staked you that I want nothing to do with you?”

Xavier looked hurt and taken aback. “I’m not Xavier, I’m Ridge.”

I laughed. “Oh alright then, so who is this?” I asked pointing to Ridge who was holding me close, a hand resting on my neck.

Xavier’s eyes pleaded with me as he begged. “Please, Danira, remember what I told you about the maze.”

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn’t notice that Ridge’s grip on me had just tightened. Xavier had never told me anything about the maze... No, I realised with shock, but Ridge had. I gasped as Xavier transformed into Ridge, a look of anger and terror on his handsome face. Looking up I was repulsed to meet the leer of the vampire I had mistaken for Ridge.


The vampire holding me started laughing and my eyes met Ridge’s terrified gaze.

All of a sudden it was silent and I fell backwards when the vampire was reduced to a pile of fine ash. Ridge caught me and held me close as we watched the dense fog that was swirling around our ankles.

“What is it?” I whispered wondering how it could have possibly killed that vampire.

Before he could even open his mouth a deep voice spoke. “There is no time. You must follow the fog quickly.”

“King Alandros.” I gaped immediately recognising his voice.

“Hurry child, follow the fog.” his voice was weaker that time and I wondered if he was hurt.

Ridge grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder before sprinting away, following the tendrils of fog that were receding with every beat of my heart. Bouncing as I was on Ridge’s shoulder, I had to clamp a hand over my mouth so that I didn’t throw up all over him. I was sure that he wouldn’t appreciate being covered in vomit. He dodged to the left and I turned just in time to see a long haired vampire become a cloud of ash. Soon it was like Ridge was in a warzone the amount of changing direction he was doing. I had to close my eyes so it wasn’t until King Alandros spoke that I realised we had stopped.

“Child, thank the Gods you made it.”

Ridge carefully set me down next to him.

I opened my eyes and was nearly blinded by the gleaming light that surrounded us. It was forming a ball around us, protecting us from the vampires and zombies that were trying to get to us. I winced as I caught sight of them baring their teeth hungrily at us, their eyes half closed as they clawed at the light.

“Danira, I do not have much time.”

I hurriedly turned to face King Alandros and was shocked at what I saw.

He didn’t have a body. King Alandros was just a floating head, and a white spectral one at that.

My eyes were wide as I stammered. “I don’t understand, what’s happened to you?”

With a kind smile, he replied. “The Vampire Lords did this, but that is not why I called you here. I have been guarding the final clue to the whereabouts of the Infinity Blade.”

If my eyes went any bigger I felt for sure that they would pop out. “The final clue,” I breathed in awe.

“Where is it?” Ridge asked his dark eyes fixed on the weakening edges of the ball of light. I wondered how he could stand to look at it.

A tendril of fog grew from the King’s neck and touched the triangle which was in one of Ridge’s pockets.

“You must go now and get the blade. You should have all the pieces you need by now.” King Alandros looked at me pointedly which I found odd. “I will use what remains of my power to help you escape.”

“Wait.” I cried as Ridge took my hand in his. “Will I see you again?”

The King smiled warmly. “I am afraid not child. I wish you well on your journey. I hope that you succeed.”

Tears threatened to fall. “Thank you for everything.” I whispered.

He nodded and warned. “Close your eyes.”


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