Not all modern-day vampires were ridiculously rich like Roman, and even with his company making synthetic blood affordable and accessible, those who were financially challenged would always be tempted to feed off a mortal for free. Roman tried to convince them that there was no such thing as a free lunch. The victimized mortals tended to take offense . Then they would hire a few Buffy wannabes, and those vicious little killers would destroy every vampire who crossed their path, even the peaceful, law-abiding Vamp who wouldn’t bite a flea. The sad truth was that as long as any vampire persisted in attacking mortals, no vampire on Earth would be safe.
“My second emergency room in less than two hours. It was a red-letter day even for me. Good news was that none of the injuries were mine. Bad news was that that might change. Alpha or not, Zane was a shapeshifter. They were able to bench-press medium-size elephants. I was not going to arm –wrestle him. Not only would I lose, but he’d probably pull the arm out of my socket and eat it. Most lycanthropes liked to try and pass for human. I wasn’t sure Zane sweated little details like that. Yet, I didn’t want to kill Zane if I didn’t have to. It wasn’t mercy. It was the thought that he might force me to do it in public. I didn’t want to go to jail. The fact that the punishment worried me more than the crime said something about my moral state. Some days I thought I was becoming a sociopath. Some days I thought I was already there"
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Coping with Recent Grief
How to get through the first weeks or months
1) Tell your story. Tell it over and over if that's what you need to do. Tell it to those who support you and listen to you. You don't have to speak with people who only want to give misguided advice and warnings, those who tell mistaken myths or inappropriate suggestions. You truly need a good listener during the this time, not an opinionated advice-giver.
2) Understand that the grieving process varies from person to person. Everyone reacts differently. Well-meaning folks will tell you their own stories and their speed of recovery. Don't expect to be on the same time-table. Your grief is unique to you.
3) Be kind to yourself. Eat healthy foods, although it is fine to indulge in 'comfort' food occasionally. Just don't eat your way through grief. (I ate mashed potatoes once a week for six months when my dad died, and it gave me a small measure of pleasure. Anything helps.)
4) Engage in small pleasures. Put a splash of color in your home with a cut flower bouquet. Take a quiet walk in your yard. Sit outside in the warming sun. Watch a favorite TV show. Listen to music.
5) Sometimes it is helpful to work on a repetitive activity, one that keeps your hands busy but doesn't cause you stress. Do you knit or crochet? Work on jigsaw puzzles? Be creative. What can you do to keep your hands busy, but not fatigue yourself? Grief consumes a great deal of energy and exhaustion heightens brittle emotions, impacts your ability to think clearly and makes caring for yourself less achievable.
6) Get plenty of rest. Sleep is healing. If you are an insomniac, discuss this with your doctor now. No matter what, do not attempt to self-medicate with alcohol or medication.
7) Give yourself gentle understanding. Grief is a normal process and your pain will lessen, though it will not disappear. Working actively with your grief in small doses will promote acceptance and healing.
8) Begin a list of 'comfort' ideas. This could include choosing a memento of your loved one to put in a place of honor, writing a letter, eating a favorite food or drinking a cup of tea.
9) Read and re-read old letters from your loved one. If this makes you cry, remember this is perfectly acceptable. Crying is healthy and normal and it often makes you feel better.
10) Ask a close friend to stay with you for the first few days. She can handle phone calls and take messages. She can also help you make simple decisions if you wish. Or you may need someone to simply sit with you in silent support.
“He bit her....the smell of blood shattered his thoughts. His instincts claimed victory, howling in his brain like a starving animal. He sank his fangs in deeper and deeper, till at last he felt the sweet popping sensation as he broke through the arterial wall. Heaven. He was swimming in blood. With along suck, the blood gushed into his fangs and filled his mouth. He gulped it down and greedily drank more. She was delicious. She was his.
“………The pulse spread inside him, filling his empty heart and all his senses. His nostrils flared. He could smell the blood now. Type A Positive. His favorite. His entire body throbbed in sync with the female. His rational thought seeped away, overpowered by a driving sensation he hadn’t experienced in years….Bloodlust……..With a low growl, he pressed against her body. His fangs sprang out, causing a ripple of pleasure to surge through his body. The scent of blood rushed through him, stripping away the last shreds of self-control. The beast within was unleashed…..”
“I sucked on his neck. Rational thought flew from my mind. All I could do was feel and taste and touch. Somewhere in the depths of my mind I knew I was reacting on a level that was almost animalistic in its need and ferocity, but I didn't care" I wanted Heath. I wanted him like I'd never wanted anything in my life”
“………The pulse spread inside him, filling his empty heart and all his senses. His nostrils flared. He could smell the blood now. Type A Positive. His favorite. His entire body throbbed in sync with the female. His rational thought seeped away, overpowered by a driving sensation he hadn’t experienced in years….Bloodlust……..With a low growl, he pressed against her body. His fangs sprang out, causing a ripple of pleasure to surge through his body. The scent of blood rushed through him, stripping away the last shreds of self-control. The beast within was unleashed..."
“ Have you ever wondered what it would be like to feel my breath upon your skin? My lips along your neck. The hard brush of teeth. The sweet, sharp pain of fangs. Your heart beating frantically against my chest. Your blood flowing into my veins. Sharing yourself. Giving me life. Knowing that I truly could not live without you, all of you”
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