Friday, July 21, 2017

Vampire Friday o7.21.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday! I have been M.I.A. for weeks. I've just been so busy with summer vacation. I have been working on the following snippet for a few weeks now because that's how slow I am writing. Adulting has taken priority over my writing, unfortunately.

So, this picks up right where we left off the last time I posted, after Karlea staked Vaughn. After helping Jake get all the splinters out, she was about to help Vaughn.

Vaughn still sat on the bedroom floor, attempting to pull the splinters out, as Karlea walked into the room. Vaughn watched her as she made her way over, setting her tea on the dresser. She knelt beside him, Jake keeping watch from the doorway.
"Are you here to push the splinters in deeper?" Vaughn said, trying to move away from her, the splinters making it difficult.
"Don't tempt me." Karlea replied. She wiped the knife on the towel. "I'm here to help. Let me see."
Vaughn looked at Jake, he was covered in blood, much as she was. 
She could see where some of the splinters were underneath his skin as her fingers caressed his torso. 
"Hold still." she said as she made an incision. Vaughn gritted his teeth, but laughed through the pain.
"It all fascinates you, doesn't it?" Vaughn asked, as he watched her, her attention caught on the bleeding incision. 
"Maybe." She said quietly, as she felt for the splinters. She stuck her fingers inside the wound, reaching for splinters. "This is probably the only time I'll touch you like this, so you better enjoy it."

Jake snickered in the corner, Vaughn glancing at him.
"Did Jake tell you we've shared before?" He questioned. Karlea let a splinter slip through her fingers, letting it poke Vaughn. She smiled as he winced.

"Not directly," She answered, "But I get the sense you have more than once."
"Aw, Jake, you've got to share the stories." Vaughn said, smiling. "Remember Katie? She was fun--"
"Not now, Vaughn." Jake interrupted, as Karlea looked up at him. She took a splinter she had a hold of and jabbed it into Vaughn, making him yell out in pain. Jake laughed.
"You're not going to make me jealous with past loves and bloodbags." Karlea commented, "You're vampires, I'm sure things are complicated and don't follow the traditional norm."
"You just had to go for the bold bartender, didn't you, Jake?"
"I like her." Jake replied, winking at Karlea, who smiled.
"Apparently, she's covered in blood in places she shouldn't be." 
Vaughn replied, referencing the blood on her neck and face. 

Vaughn winced again, making Karlea lose her her grip on another splinter.
"Stop moving. I didn't even jab that one into you this time."
Vaughn stared at her.

Karlea looked at Jake before offering her wrist to Vaughn.
"Just drink. It will push them out. But you better stop when I tell you to." 
"Why are you helping me?" He asked as he looked at her wrist.
"As if you didn't hear us talking out there. Apparently, you and Jake are a packaged deal. If I'm with Jake, I take you on, too."
"So, what exactly does that mean?" Vaughn bared his fangs.
Karlea looked at him. "Sharing." She finally said. 
Vaughn smiled and sank his fangs into her wrist. She stifled her moan and focused on pulling the splinters as her blood made them push out of Vaughn. 
Jake appeared behind her, tapping his fingers on her shoulders.
"Are you okay?" He asked, as Vaughn continued to drink, his wound healing itself.

"Yeah, I'm good." 
She felt Jake kneel down behind her. He locked his fingers with hers, bringing her hand up to his mouth, planting small kisses on it.  He pressed his lips to her throat. Her breath became heavy with anticipation, as she tilted her head to the side to give him better access. This time her voice filled the room, as Jake bit down. Her hand reaching behind his neck to hold him to her. 
Finally she said, "You both need to stop or I'm going to pass out."
Vaughn surprisingly let go first, followed by Jake.
"My blood is still in your system. I can taste it. It will heal you. A little more won't hurt." Jake said, drunk on her, before sinking his fangs back in. 


Well, that got out of hand....
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Linda Hamonou


Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

MidWeek Tease o6.28.17

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! A big thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this blog hop! I forgot to sign up last week, so I held onto this post until now.

Let's continue on with my WIP. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

Where we last left off, Anton's fantasies of Charlotte were disrupted when he was worried about her taking a bubble bath alone, knowing how tired she was. He is now trying to get his mind off of her drowning in the bathtub...


My hands touching her slick wet body as i entered into the bubblebath behind her. She rested on me while we relaxed in the warm water. I massaged her shoulders, eventually bringing my lips to her skin and kissing her. I moved up to her neck, kissing it long and slow before I bit down, causing her to moan loudly. The water rippling almost over the edges as she moved her body against mine from pleasure of the bite. As soon as I let go, she turns around and straddles me, water spilling completely over. She forces me inside her, impaling herself on me, each time more water spilling over. My hands holding her at her hips. We kiss long and passionately as she continues her movement. I wrap my arms around her, and lift her up as i attempt to stand. I carry her out of the bathtub and into the bedroom, her nipples hardening at the colder air. Our bodies dripping water everywhere. I set her down on the bed, kneeling over her. I enter her hard. She shivers from the change in temperature and from the sensation of me moving in her as she wraps her body around mine. We fuck hard, her noises alerting me to when she is almost at the brink. I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze lightly as I kiss her hard at the same time, it all bringing me to the brink, too. I can’t hold on and release myself into her forcefully, which causes her to let go, her pussy clenching around me as she stops breathing and rides the waves of her orgasm.

I moaned out loud, my real release happening in my hand. I could only hope she was doing the same in the bathtub as she thought about me.

I cleaned myself up and still maintained my hardness. Fastanizing about her only made it worse. If this was how it was going to be, I should be seeking final death in no time. Some of my fantasies had to stay just that. I had to be careful how close I got to her. There would no making love to her and holding her till morning, she would definitely discover that I had no heartbeat and that my “breathing” was irregular. We could play, but certain romantic things would sadly have to be left out.

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X


Saturday, June 24, 2017

WeWriWa / Snippet Sunday o6.25.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we last left off, Karlea was getting her breakfast of sorts...
(Heat Level = Dangerous)


His fingers wound into her hair.
"Yesss." He hissed, as he felt his tip hit the back of her warm throat. Her mouth moved up and down on him. More sexy, deep growls filling the room, making them both forget that a world existed outside his bedroom. She lifted her free hand up to him, he took her index finger into his mouth, sucking on it before biting down, tasting her blood. He let go, guiding her wrist to his fangs, getting a better taste of her. He thrusted slightly with her movements until his hands held her head in place as he thrusted one final time. His seed hitting the back of her throat. Her hand held his shaft as she moved slowly up, licking the tip clean. 

Are they both going to want more?

Thanks for reading! And thank you for all the great comments last week, I haven't been able to keep up!

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Enjoy your Sunday!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Vampire Friday o6.22.17


Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

Where we left of last week, Karlea pulled the stake from Jake and then Vaughn. Her and Jake, later talked about about their relationship and how Vaughn is involved in it. 

"I guarantee you wouldn't like me as much." Jake continued. "Everything will test us being together." 
Karlea reached for his hand and held it. He winced and grabbed his side.
"May I borrow your knife?" He asked. 
Karlea nodded and went in search of her messenger bag in the living room. When she found it, she pulled her pocket knife from it and handed it over to Jake. He lightly kissed her forehead and made his way to his bathroom. Karlea followed behind as she watched him get a few towels from the linen closet. He stood in front of the sink, running his fingers over the area where Vaughn had staked him. He could feel the bumps of splinters underneath is skin. 
"You might want to turn away." Jake warned.
He used her knife to cut open his side as Karlea watched in somewhat fascination, his eyes turning back over to red. His blood pouring down him as he tried to catch it with a towel and not make a mess of his bathroom. Realizing it was pointless, he gave up. He reached his fingers into the wound, trying to pull the splinters out. He managed one and threw it into the sink. He pulled out a few more, but had trouble in doing so, wincing against the pain. 
"Here let me." Karlea said, "Sit."
She walked into the bathroom, setting down her tea on the floor as Jake sat on the counter. She squatted down to wound level and reached her fingers in, pulling out a few splinters.
"Most humans would be completely grossed out by this." Jake said through gritted teeth. 
"We've already established I'm not like most. Maybe I was a surgeon in a past life." She joked. 
He moved as she tried to grab another splinter, it slipping from her fingers. Karlea looked up at him, looking into his red eyes. She lifted her left wrist to his mouth.
"Drink. It will help, right?"
Jake nodded. He grabbed onto her wrist with his bloody hands and bit down carefully, listening to a small moan escape her lips. Her blood causing the splinters to move up and almost out. Karlea quickly pulled them all out as Jake continued to drink.
"I think I got them all." She said as she watched his wound close up. She felt him slow down on his drinking. "Don't stop."
She stood up as he drank at a slightly faster pace. His head resting on her chest as she placed her other arm around him, her breath heavy. He slowed down again, finally pulling away, her wrist covered in his bloody fingerprints.  
"Thank you." He said, looking at her.
"Whenever you need blood, tell me. I'll give it to you."
"That would be like all the time."
"Then its all the time until I have no more to give."
He placed his bloody hands on her face, kissing her passionately, as she touched his face with her also bloody hands.
"We'll take on all those tests together." Karlea said, referring to what Jake had said to her in the kitchen. 
He kissed her again. She broke away, looking at the mirror directly in front of them. It was just her.
"You have no reflection."
"You just noticed that?"

Karlea shook her head.
"Yeah, that's a vampire thing. This mirror is made with silver, most are not anymore. I have to be careful around them in public until I'm certain they will cast my reflection."
"So much to be aware of."
"You get accustomed to it." He replied, "I'm not fond of pure silver. It burns us, if it touches our skin. Most cheap jewelry isn't pure enough, which is why your rings don't hurt me. Silver backed mirrors won't cast a reflection and film with silver halide won't capture our image. Your vampire history lesson for the day."
Karlea smiled, wiping her hands on the towel. She grabbed her knife.
"What are you doing?" He asked. 
"Helping Vaughn." She answered with a little bit of reluctance in her voice, grabbing her tea from the floor. 

Will Vaughn take her help? Or will he hurt her?

Thanks for reading! You can read more great authors here:
Linda Hamonou

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Saturday, June 17, 2017

WeWriWa / Snippet Sunday o6.18.17

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Where we last left off, Karlea FINALLY ripped the sheet off of Armani. He was wearing that for way too long ;)


Armani grabbed onto her hair, pulling her into a deep kiss, her lips full of a need that was ferocious, her hand searching for him. Once she found his shaft, she stroked him hard. A low growl escaped his lips, only encouraging her more. She pulled away from his kiss, only to kiss his body, making her way down as she continued to stroke him. Another low growl escaped him as her mouth enclosed over his tip. Her pussy throbbed, but it would have to wait for what it wanted because at this moment she wanted all of him in her mouth. She sucked hard on the tip, still stroking his shaft. Her tongue then glided over him from tip to base, and back up, until her saliva had covered all of his rock hard erection, leaving him a wet mess. Her mouth once again enclosed over his tip, but then kept moving downward.

That's 10. I have to stop there. Sorry, not sorry. :p

I actually have next week's WeWriWa post already written up, which continues this scene above. I must be really excited to share this part because writing up blog posts ahead of time NEVER happens. Lol.

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Enjoy your Sunday!

Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Friday, June 16, 2017

Vampire Friday o6.16.17

Welcome to Vampire Friday, my favorite day of the week!

Where we last left off, Vaughn walked in on Jake and Karlea having sex and confessing their love to one another. After threatening to kill and turn Karlea, Vaughn staked Jake - only not through the heart so he was still alive, just paralyzed. While Vaughn was busy taunting Jake, Karlea surprised Vaughn with a stake that just missed his heart...

Karlea rushed over to Jake's side. SHe looked at the stake in him, she knew she had to pull it out, but she was scared to. She tried to pull it out, but it was lodged deep into him. Vaughn had said the stakes would splinter and Karlea didn't know how to pull it out to reduce that risk. She used both of her hands to pull it free from his body.

He immediately came to, sitting up against the wall. His eyes had turned to red. Karlea let out a long breath and wrapped her arms loosely around Jake's neck in a small embrace as to not hurt him more. She needn't say anything, Jake already knew what she was feeling. Although, he had been paralyzed by the stake, he was still able to see her reaction and heard the terrified scream. He patted her arm.
"I'm okay, Karlea." He said, quietly. 
His wound healed painfully as he fought against it, Karlea trying to hold onto him, but he was just so strong compared to her. 
"Vaughn." Jake's sire bond pulling him to Vaughn, although Jake didn't want it to. Jake reached for Vaughn, but the splinters that were left in him made it too painful. Jake yelled out in pain. 
"I didn't kill him. I think I wanted to." She said. "I'm so sorry. He made you. And I want to kill your sire."
Jake shook his head, "Its okay, Karlea, he was going after you, next."
"I didn't do it because of me. I did it because he attacked you."
"An effect of my blood." Jake put his arm around her. "I'm supposed to be protecting you, not the other way around."
Jake slowly moved over to Vaughn, to pull out the stake.
"You might want to be out in the hallway when I do this. Or maybe out of the state." He said.
"I'll do it. I'm not afraid of him." She replied.
Karlea went over to him. 
"Listen up, I know you can hear me. Do anything like this again and next time I don't miss your heart."
She pulled the stake from him, throwing it down next to him. He immediately sat up against the wall. 
"I need to get to the kitchen." Jake said.
"Okay." She acknowledged. 
She grabbed her underwear from the floor. Jake and Vaughn watched her put it back on. Jake slowly made it to his feet. Karlea rushed over to put her arm around him to try to help him walk out to his kitchen.

Karlea watched him move around the kitchen. For a vampire, his movements were slower than usual, and much slower than Karlea's. 
"There's still splinters in me. I need to get them out."
Within minutes, Jake set a cup of tea in front of Karlea.
"We need to talk."
Karlea shook her head and took a sip of the tea.
"I've never been able to fully break my vampire-sire bond with him, no matter how much I hated him when he turned me and throughout the centuries for things he's done. I've lived far, far away from him for years and I still couldn't completely break it off. What I'm trying to say is Vaughn and I are a packaged deal. He's always going to be there. He's always going to be watching. He might always walk in on us having sex. If you can't handle that, I understand."
"I told you, I can handle him. I'll gladly take you both on."
Jake smiled, reaching out to put his hand over hers that was holding the mug of tea. 
"Vaughn acts on urges and impulse. Most vampires do. Few manage it and suppress it."
"You manage it." She said.
"Haha, see I have you fooled into thinking I do. It's difficult and it takes a lot of energy. I can slip so easily..."


Thanks for reading! You can read more great authors here:
Linda Hamonou


Bleeding Hearts & Fangs,
~Siren X

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

MidWeek Tease o6.14.17

Welcome to MidWeek Tease! A big thanks to Angelica Dawson for hosting this blog hop!

Let's continue on with my WIP. It's about a young, wealthy, winery owner and artist, who falls for a woman who works at the art museum. He is immediately drawn to her not only because he thinks she is beautiful, but because she is so bold and sassy. Only his true identity must not ever be known to her. Both struggle to fight their growing attraction to each other, until Anton proposes a strictly physical affair. But how long will it last before they admit to each other that they want something more? And what will happen if she discovers his secret? 

Where we last left off Anton was having some fantasies about Charlotte :)

My thoughts wandered to exploring her beautiful body; starting at her soft lips and kissing downward. Stopping at her neck to feel the blood pumping through her jugular, letting it tempt me, but knowing what was coming next would be so much better. Continuing down to her breasts, kneading them, then nibbling, licking, and rolling her nipples between my fingers. A mixture of pleasure and pain, until she was at the height of arousal. Moving down to her navel as she squirmed and giggled. My fingers traveling down further to where her heat radiated. She squirmed and giggled more, until my fingers found their way inside her - adding her moaning to the mix. A low moaning mixed with a giggle as my mouth moved even further down, finding the sweet spot my fingers had already found. Her moaning increasing as I removed my fingers, letting my tongue explore her. Circling her clit slowly once I could tell she was on verge, making her wait for it. When I had figured she waited long enough, i plunged my fingers back in her, and letting my tongue continue on her clit. My fingers assaulting her deeper each time, until she just couldn’t hold on any longer. Her body exploding against my tongue and around my fingers.

My phone vibrated next to me, snapping me from fantasy. I was going to ignore it, thinking it was business as usual, when I picked it up to silence it and saw it was a text from Charlotte. She thanked me for the video and said she was going to watch it as she took that bubble bath she so desparately needed. I didn’t know if she was being honest about the bubble bath or trying to tease me. I joked back that that the talk was boring to be careful not to fall asleep in the bathtub.

Suddenly, that seemed like a reality that could happen, knowing how tired she had been. I didn’t know if she lived alone or with roommates who would notice if she started to drown. I quickly added to my text, to please text back when she was done, so I knew she didn’t drown herself. She replied, that knowing about my artwork, she doubted the talk would be boring, but would text.

Her life was now important to me and I would do anything to keep her safe and alive. As I tried to get my mind off of the possibility of her falling asleep in the bathtub, I thought about her beautiful naked body under the water and bubbles. She had said responded to my note at the museum to my delight that she might take me up on that bubble bath one day.

Charlotte, I think you ruined the moment, lol.

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Bleeding Hearts & Fangs, ~Siren X