Musings of an Immortal (Part One)

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"You could be a queen. No, a goddess. An immortal goddess, free from death and all of life's pain."

A tale of sweet seduction fraught with hateful bitterness.

Genevieve Nicolette is the victim of unrequited love. She's the obsession of a ruthless vampire. He's heartless and yet he swears he loves her. But when Genevieve gives him the proverbial cold shoulder this sadistic monster will stop at nothing to get her, the one he believes to be his mate.
Killing, torture, savage cruelty are all within his forte. And when he wants something, he's relentless until he achieves his desires.
Genevieve and everyone she knows and loves is in danger of this immortal's unforgiving wrath.

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2. Prologue: Enraptured by His Eyes

(1823)
 

Barnabas drew back the black hood of his cloak, his nails scrape against the hardwood handle of the cane in the palm of his hand. He walked toward the other side of the room, the wood floor creaked under the weight of his steps. His eyes are like blue chasms, they remain steadfastly unemotional. At once Genevieve is captured by his piercing gaze, it was like she could barely remember her own name while her gaze met his. And try as she might, she could not make herself divert her eyes. Her heart pounded and fluttered at the same time, his dark beauty enamors her. His long thin, twisted, bony fingers graze her shoulder softly, his touch sends chills down her spine. He places his lips to her skin, he kisses her on her shoulder and neck, teasing her flesh with his tender passion. Her shoulder and neck tingled, she longed and hated his touch all at once.

He called to her without words, and she heard him clearly. She found enjoyment and repulsion in his embrace.

"Come with me, Genevieve. You could be a queen. No, a goddess. An immortal goddess. Free from death and all of life's pain." He smiles and lays his hand gently upon her pink cheek, "All you have to do is be mine."

She closed her eyes and turns slightly as he caressed her. His lips brush across the flesh of her neck, worried that he might bite into her throat she pulls away.

He sighs, "How many times must I tell you? I won't bite you, I won't hurt you." He laid his hands on her, wrapping his fingers around the curve of her shoulders as he pulls her body against his. "That is unless you wish it." He played with a strand of her long black silky hair, twirling it in between his slender, pale fingers.

"No" she mumbled half under his captivating spell.

"You'll live forever. You'll be mine forever. Just say it, you know deep down in your heart it's what you want. Just say it, Genevieve, say you'll be mine and all I have will be yours. My heart already belongs to you."

"I can't." Came her dazed and begrudged answer.

His eyes flame with impassioned excitement "You can, and you will."

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