A Mortal Indiscretion by Barbra E. Ross Blog Tour
Publication Date: April 27, 2016
– Lettyann Weber, Amazon Reviewer
– Joy Wood, Amazon Reviewer
“Why did you not give her a chance? Then maybe you would be…”
“She isn’t you. No one makes me feel like you do. No one,” I said and she looked over at me.
“You still believe that? After all I have put you through? After all I have done?”
“Yes. I believe it. I know it.”
“But you must realize, that I am not what you thought I was. Don’t you?”
“Yes. I know that.”
“But, I do not understand. Does it not upset you?” she asked.
“Yes. It upsets me. But you owe me the truth, and you are going to tell me the truth now, right? No more lies?”
“Yes Justin. And then, maybe you will go running to that girl. Maybe you should go after her right now. There may still be a chance.”
“No. I don’t run away. That is your thing.”
She sighed and sat on the edge of the bed, naked. She turned her back to me. I looked at her back, so sexy. Shoulders strong and defined. She had her arms across her chest. She knew I was going to ask the questions. I think she was mentally preparing herself for the blows.
“Go ahead Justin. Ask.”
“First of all… You’re not gonna tell me that you have to work in the morning are you? Because I ain’t falling for that shit anymore,” I said. It just slipped out of my mouth. Like I didn’t have a filter between my brain in my mouth.
“No. I suppose you would not.” She turned to look at me.
“And you are staying here with me, right? I am going to have the pleasure of your company during the day? Right?” I pressed, as I felt my anger rising.
“Yes, I will stay. But I cannot go out with you during the day. You will have to keep the shades drawn. It is just not that simple to explain.” She kept her head down as she spoke these words.
“Fine. I can handle that. Tell me, what exactly would happen if I did open the shades Ambra?”
“I would burn up and die,” she stated, flatly.
“What are you Ambra? Are you ready to tell me to my face now?” I was insistent. “Because I really need to know.”
“I am…” She started and then, she became silent again.
“Say it, dammit! I want to hear you say it to me,” I demanded.
“I am a monster,” she whispered.
“What? What kind of monster? You tell me God dammit!” I yelled.
“A vampire,” she said it so quietly, keeping her back to me.
“You turn around and say it to my face. You have kept this from me for so long. I want you to look me in the eye! I deserve it!” I grabbed her shoulders as I yelled at her. She turned to me, tears flowing down her cheeks.
“Justin, I am a vampire.”
“A vampire? Are you absolutely sure about that?” I spit out, sarcastically.
“Yes. I am quite sure.”
“Well, thank you for finally being honest with me. Now I understand so many things. Like why you never sweat. Why you always look so god damn beautiful. Tell me, I was not under some fucking spell or something. Tell me that I loved you, because I wanted to love you. Tell me God dammit!” I yelled. My thoughts spelling out in a sea of rage.
“I only did that the first night I saw you…” She was barely understandable.
“What? A fucking spell the first night? Come on! You had to mess with your little human more than that! Like… Did you will me into fucking you? Did I even want to? Did you make me believe I wanted to?”
“I told you. The first night I met you! I was going to bite you. I always put a spell on the people I am going to bite. That is the truth. And you are not my little human. I love you Justin.”
“Yeah right! Like a man loves his dog? A master his slave? I really believed you cared about me. I thought I was on a rocket to the moon. I was that much convinced!” I had to move away from her.
“But I do love you! I do! I thought you would never accept what I was!” she yelled. I stared at her.
“You never gave me a chance. You kept on lying to me! I begged you for the truth! Don’t you remember? I can’t even count how many times I asked you what was going on and you kept feeding me lie after lie. Then, you took off and I never thought I would see you again! How could you do that to me? Knowing what I felt for you. How could you not even tell me? I had a right to know who I was making love to… What I was making love to!” I yelled back. She sat there, looking at me and then, her face changed to an almost serious, all-knowing look.
“Tell me Justin, if I had told you that first night. If I had said to you, hello Justin I want to be your lover and oh… by the way… I am a vampire; what do you think you would’ve said to me? What do you think you would have done? Tell me that you would not have run away from me. Tell me,” she insisted.
“I will never know what I would’ve done, because you never gave me a chance. You could have tried to explain it to me some other time, when you saw how much I was falling for you… You had to know I wanted you to be my wife!” I yelled at her. She stared at me, shocked.
“How could I be your wife? I am a vampire. I am dead,” she said.
“Well, I didn’t know you were dead. You didn’t look dead to me. You sure didn’t feel dead when you were in that bed with me!” I said, smartly, pointing at my bed.
Other Books by the Author
What if you had to choose? Between existing, or losing the only reason you do exist?
The provocative sequel to A Mortal Indiscretion. Justin must meet and defeat his enemy if only to save his vampire wife, Ambra. But, can he sustain the pain and torture to make it through the hardest test of his immortal life?
“Definitely the perfect sequel to A Mortal Indiscretion! Just like the first book, there were so many great twists and turns on every page!”
– moe fix it, Amazon reviewer
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