Bitten: A Vampire Blood Courtesans Romance - Plot & Excerpts
The tacky red neon sign buzzed and flickered. The place had bad cliché written all over it. I expected sticky carpet and overflowing toilets, where the word ‘relief’ took on another meaning altogether. The three grand and change ballooned my coat pocket. I glanced down at the bulge, then turned to my faded bag. Swollen hips, or a bag-snatch in the making. I stared at the sign. A known vampire club, who’d be crazy to steal in a place like this? I yanked the thick bundles from my side and shoved them into the belly of my purse. One sweeping glance in the rear view mirror made sure my lipstick was intact. I barged open the car door and hit the lock. I’d used all my pepper spray during my run in with the vampire—and dragging a baseball bat into a friendly meeting would be considered a little much. The steel tongue of the key poked through the gaps of my fingers—one well aimed throat-punch to a vamp was all I’d need, until I thought of being that close to one.
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