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Ragon nodded quickly. Glancing at the sand which had almost finished falling to the bottom, he swept over to Bell, took her hand in his and kissed it. He then looked adoringly into her eyes, and knelt on one knee in front of her seat. The second Bell looked back she forgot where she was. Her mind went blank, and she found herself gravitating towards Ragon, leaning in, as though he were the centre of the universe. Like Bell, Ragon had completely forgotten the game. His hands went from hers, and cupped her face, brushing a few wayward strands out of her eyes. She had stopped breathing, only her heart screaming from her chest confirmed that she was still alive. In that instant she felt for the first time, what it might be like, to fall in love.
"Time!" Clyde screamed from somewhere in the distance.
Bell felt herself return to her body. Suddenly Ragon's hands were not against her cheek, and she instantly felt cold, even though his touch had been like ice.
"Wh, what?" Bell asked confused.
She had been so completely consumed by the moment, that she had forgotten that they were standing on a veranda, surrounded by vampires; playing charades.
"How you didn't get Romeo and Juliet from that, I will never know," Sandra said.
"Oh, right," Bell said.
Her face fell, as instant realisation hit her like a ton of bricks: it wasn't real. He had been mimicking the greatest love story that ever existed. That wasn't how he felt about her; it was how Romeo felt about Juliette. She had been so foolish to let her guard down, so absolutely childish. She leaned back against her chair, determined not to make eye contact with Ragon.
"Well let's see, that's zero to Ragon," Clyde said smiling widely, "you're going to have to do better than that if you want to win."
He reached then for the next card, reading it quickly and then standing. Like Ragon he stood, but placed both his hands in front of his face, as though he were reading.
"Oh, Book," the red head said after a moment's thought.
Larissa laughed cruelly to herself.
He then held up 10 fingers, and flashed them 5 times. Both B1 and B2 stared blankly at him, but Sameth said "fifty."
In reply Clyde nodded, than grinning broadly moved over to Bell. He took her hand in his and positioned for her to stand near him. She followed his commands. He then got her to squat, and place her hands in front of herself and wiggle her fingers. Bell laughed a little at this, and B1 said, "Is she on a computer?"
Immediately Clyde nodded, than held his hand outstretched pointing to the bedroom door. Bell looked confused, and when she didn't react, Clyde took her by the wrist and flung himself on the floor, with Bell falling after him. Ragon's eyes were locked on Bell, and it took every ounce of his self-control not to rip Clyde's throat out. Clyde lay stretched out on the ground, Bell sprawled on top of him, and began ravaging her with his hands. One hand grasped her hair; the other began caressing her back. Lifting them both slightly off the ground, he positioned his knee so that it was in between her legs, than pulled her hair back. He smiled cheekily at her and then leaning in went to kiss her-
"Oh, fifty shades of grey," B1 said instantly in realisation.
Clyde's lips had only grazed her, but they left a tingling sensation, that made Bell long for more. Taking Bell gently by the hand, he helped her to her feet, turning to wink at Ragon as he said, "So that's one to me?"
Suddenly a rasping at the door had everyone standing.
"Mortal," Clyde growled.
"Are you expecting anyone?" Cambridge's deep voice asked.
"Yea I ordered pizza," Clyde said sarcastically.
"I think 7 vampires can take one mortal," Larissa said.
Ragon moved over to the front door, and gingerly opened it.
"Sorry for the late night call," a young pimply boy said, "it was part of the delivery request," and he thrust a thick envelope into Ragon's out stretched hand, "gotta sign," he added, and handed Ragon a pen.
Ragon didn't say anything, simply took the hand written envelope from the boy and closed the door after he had signed for it. He was deep in thought; he knew instantly from the writing, exactly who the letter was from. All thoughts of his fury at Clyde were driven from his mind.
Turning back to face his guests, he locked eyes with Bell. She was looking curiously back at him, still a little pink in the cheeks. With shaking hands he tore open the letter.
"SHIT," he said before reading it out loud-
Ragon & Bell, Sandra & Thomas,
Cambridge & Larissa, Clyde, Sameth
You are invited to Danton Castle
this Wednesday
the 31st of October
for Halloween festivities.
Costumes required.
7pm
Yours eternally,
William & Nicholas
- COMMENTS
superfeluously_eover 9 years agoBut I hope this doesn't turn into one of those stories where the two main characters take forever to just say how they feel to each other rather than just assume what the other is thinking/feeling...thus prolonging everything.
It's a good story with some new and interesting plots involving vampires (vampires playing charades is a first for me ;) ) that I would hate for this to be drugged around because the two main characters are too weak to say how they feel..just my own opinion because I see a lot of stories doing this and as someone who tells people how they feel, this irks me to no end... :)
Anonymousabout 11 years agoLove your story, the characters, the plot, everything. I am not picky about grammar although I'm sure some people are, you are a fantastic writer!
And am I the only one who, when Sandra talks hears Paula Deen in their head?
Anonymousover 11 years agoNot jumping on you missjez, see my way is I just prefer to pick a section, read the definition and decide if my imagination will enjoy. No, I do not care about all the periods, comma's stuff because, this is a place for people to share their idea's and joy's of writing and that does make them writers in my opinion. I talk about characters in the story because that is why I come here. or the story, not perection, and I also believe how you learn to better yoursel is not just an editor but experiance and the writer has said beore they are searching for one. They are writer's, just because its not book perfection does not mean they are not. Practice, experiance, ect, teach. I can not spell hal the time, but it does not phase me really, so, if I can uderstand the story and read then that is good for me, I want for my imagination. This place as I see it is for learning and enjoyment, ect. Other wise they would be paid for it. When I want perfect grammer or whatever I pick one of my books, but I prefer here just because its fun and has anything storie wise I could possible want. So, yes we do bicker as you said about the people in the story because we enjoyed the story and like talking about it. Take this wrong, take this well. Just explaining my reason for being here. Pleasure and imagination. Enjoyment and so on.
AhzureDragonover 11 years agoHere is a good tip if you have to edit your own work. Read it backward sentence by sentence that way you do not auto correct the work. You will see 95% of the errors. Otherwise, I am loving the story. I look forward to reading more.
PrincessJezebelover 11 years agoBut PLEASE get an editor! The awful grammar and skipped, misspelled or just plain wrong words are driving me crazy. I have intentionally NOT rated any of the chapters, hoping each time (in vain) that the writing would get better and I could give you a decent rating. After six chapters, your writing has not improved at all.
Please don't try to tell me that correct grammar, spelling, punctuation, etc. don't matter, or that they inhibit your creativity. If you can't write creatively AND correctly, you are not really a writer. You tell a good story, but the mistakes will have people who DO care about the technical quality of the writing dropping like flies away from this series. Every time I see a mistake, it takes my mind off the story for just a moment. That is how you lose readers.
And to all of you who are going to jump on me for being a grammar nazi, let me say that I "get" why you don't think it's important. I must respectfully point out that, based on your comments, you probably don't notice the mistakes because you write in much the same way. You can bicker all you like about how much you hate this or that character, but that doesn't do a thing to improve the quality of the writing.
PLEASE do yourself and your readers a favor and get an editor. At the very least, have a friend read over the chapter before you submit it. I really WANT to be able to continue to enjoy this series!
