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Kismet Ch. 04


Welcome once again, to my world of the dhampir. The story has becoming a bit of a rom-com adult fantasy and readers under the age of eighteen are discouraged from reading this material as it contains adult language, situations, and in some cases, explicit sex (like this episode).

And, as I've said before, you would gain a greater understanding of the nature of this relationship if you read the earlier chapters, but, as always, it's your choice and I'm just the scribe as its the characters who are telling their story and assuming that you have an understanding of what's happened to them in the past.

My 'spin' on the vampire myth is most likely unique among paranormal authors. I find the ability to explore human foibles in a character as complex as Zoe appealing. I am attracted, as an author, to strong female characters and a dhampir woman seems to fit the bill nicely, yet, they are mostly human and subject to matters of the heart, which makes this more a romantic romp with fantasy underpinnings, but I digress. As always, a big shout-out to Axelotto for editing my work, his expertise saves me from embarrassing myself.

Thank you for selecting my work, I hope you enjoy it... Dreamweaver594



It was Sunday evening, a week before Christmas break. Tristan and Zoe were once again closing up the coffee shop and waiting for Emil's arrival to pick up the deposit bag.

Emil tapped on the glass door and Zoe unlocked it. "Good evening, Zoe, Tristan, I hope evening went well?"

"It was okay," Tristan said closing the register cash drawer. "Things were busy earlier, but it slacked off near closing."

Emil opened the deposit bag for a final check. "Everything in here?" Tristan nodded and Emil snapped the locking clasp closed on the deposit bag.

Tristan came around the counter holding an envelope he received from his cousin. He extended it to Emil. "I was hoping to catch you earlier today but you ducked out quickly. My cousin is getting married just before Christmas and I've been invited to help out. Also, I can bring a guest. Zoe wants to go with me, if that's all right? It's in Maryland, in north Towson, and I was hoping to get the time off to attend."

"Both of you? I will see if others can cover. You both gone makes big hardship."

Tristan shrugged. "Well, we wouldn't ask if it wasn't important, my cousin wants me to usher in the wedding, and Zoe wants to meet my family."

"Please, Uncle, it will only be for a week or so. If there's time, I want to drop down to the Northport School and see my grandparents, too."

Emil frowned. "When you leave?"

Tristan brighten a bit, it sounded like he was going to let them go without making much of a fuss. "We have to be there soon, maybe on the 17th? The wedding is on the 21st."

"That's the day after tomorrow, not much time." Emil sighed, and then he turned to leave before he stopped. "Zoe, tell Alicia and Jacob hello for me, okay?"

Zoe's grin spanned from ear to ear. "I will, thanks, uncle Emil."

Emil nodded then turned to Tristan to wag his finger. "You, my friend, have to do double shifts when you get back." Then he turned to Zoe. "You too."

Zoe locked the door as her Uncle left; she turned and leaned against it sporting a huge grin.

"You, little girl, must be on best behavior while there," he said playfully imitating Emil's way of speaking broken English. "My parents have some inkling about the goings on at the Northport School, mostly based on their visits, but that doesn't include knowing about dhampir, okay? And my cousin and her family are completely clueless, got it?"

Zoe danced across the room and kissed Tristan on the cheek. "Of course. Hey, how are we getting there?"

"If we're going to be stopping in Spring Grove, I guess we'll drive. It'll probably take us a full day to get to Maryland if we leave early, we're both off tomorrow so we could shop for last minute items early then pack and get on the road by 7am Wednesday at the latest."

"Are we staying somewhere overnight?"

"That depends on when we leave and how tired we are before nightfall."

Zoe nodded lost in thought. "What should I bring?"

"Well, a nice dress for the wedding and the reception, then there's the rehearsal dinner the day before. Have you thought about what you want to wear when you visit your grandparents?"

Zoe shook her head. "This whole thing was spur of the moment...we need to do a lot more shopping tomorrow."

"Fine, tomorrow morning we hit the stores and look for dresses and incidentals." Then Tristan snapped his fingers. "Oh, and don't forget a warm coat, Maryland is chilly in December."

Zoe nodded; this trip was going to be exciting. Plus, meeting Tristan's family was going to be a challenge for her, but it was something she really wanted to do. Suddenly, she felt like a normal girl.

When they got back to the apartment, Zoe waited patiently as Tristan opened the apartment door. Once inside she pulled him into an embrace, kicking the apartment door closed at the same time. Her eyes were glowing bright blue.

Tristan looked down at her smiling face quizzically. "What's up? You look like you're going to bite me?"

"I want to, but only if you let me."


"I want to be closer to you and," her face flushed crimson, "I want to mark you."

Tristan leaned back confused. "What does that mean?"

"A dhampir's mark creates a bond of sorts, like a link between us. It also means you're mine, no other dhampir can touch you."

"Not that there are any around here to challenge you," he added with a smirk, flipping his key ring into a bowl by the door.

"You don't know that," she replied indignantly. "Besides, were going to Spring Grove, there are lots of dhampir there."

He smiled and nodded, then took her hand and led her to the couch. He sat down first and she straddled him, while sending soothing thoughts to comfort him.

"Don't bother, sweetheart, I want to feel your bite."

She leaned forward and licked a place at the base of his neck, then looked into his eyes. Huge teardrops began to fall across her cheeks.

"Why are you crying?"

She sniffled and wiped her nose. "Because, right now, I am so incredibly happy." She leaned forward and kissed him tenderly on the lips then smiled as she brought her mouth against his neck and extended her fangs. They easily pierced his skin, sinking deep into his shoulder at the base of his neck. She felt every tendon and muscle her fangs pierced. She closed her eyes a moment when suddenly, a charge of electricity surged through her body like a lightening strike. She felt him become rigid for a brief moment as his arms wrapped around her tightly.

His blood was sweet, like nectar. She lost herself in the moment as she drifted in bliss. She didn't take much but she savored every drop. Her whole body seemed to float in euphoria.

A moment later she removed her fangs and licked the wounds to seal them. She sent a small link to his mind hoping he would accept it. It appeared on his neck where she bit him, acknowledging her. A small mark in the shape of a tiny family crest, like a coat of arms, remained there, a testament to her offer and of his acceptance. He was her 'one'. She began to realize it the moment he revealed who he was to her that night when she met him. Now she knew for sure, there was no doubt in her mind. He was her 'one'.

She returned his hug and kissed his lips. "My God, you've become very special to me," she whispered.

"You are too, ever since that day we first met at your grandparents school," he replied as he leaned back. "Well, was it what you expected?"

She smiled blissfully; her face was covered in tear-filled tracks of mascara. "So much more, sweetheart, beyond anything I've ever felt before." Suddenly, the thought of a life beyond the next day began to emerge. She curled around and nestled in his arms with a gentle sigh.

Tristan grinned. "Is that a worried sigh or a contented one?"

"Contented, completely contended," she said, pulling his arms close.

An hour later, Tristan pulled out a suitcase for her and she began to fill it. "Keep whatever dresses you have out of the suitcase, we'll hang them in a garment bag, along with my suit jacket, to reduce any wrinkles."

Zoe stood in her bedroom folding underwear and stuffing them into the corners of the suitcase opened on her bed. "Okay," she said.

"What clothes do you need to bring from Emil's?"

"Everything I have is here. I'll make a list for shopping tomorrow."

"Good idea." Somehow, Tristan figured that she had moved all her stuff to this apartment. It was amusing how she loved to skirt around the issue, but the thought of living without Zoe didn't feel right anymore, now that she had become such an important part of his life.

He felt for the mark on his neck where she bit him. It was a gentle reminder that he was an important part of her life too. The thought made him smile as he pulled out a second white shirt to pack from his closet.

It was nearly mid-night before they finally got to sleep, Zoe, once again, collapsed into Tristan's bed. "I am exhausted," she sighed. She wondered if he'd let her sleep with him tonight, let alone what she really wanted to do?

"I guess I'll sleep in your room then."

"No you won't, we'll sleep together, right here," she said leaning up on one elbow and patting a place on the mattress with a devilish gleam in her eyes.

"Zoe, that happened once, and that was because you were drunk and wouldn't let go. Tonight you're sober and...and...I don't trust myself," he said, blushing profusely as his voice tapered off to a whisper.

She rose up onto her knees and wrapped her arms around his waist to pull him close to her. "Good, because I've been waiting for this moment forever. Besides, I'm much stronger than you and nothing is going to happen if I don't want it." She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

She began to unbuckle his belt and then slid his pants over his hips to crumple at his feet. "Zoe-e," he said nervously.

"Hush, darling, I want to do this, okay?"

"You called me darling," he said, a little surprised.

"I know, and that's because I've fallen in love with you, you goof. Is that all right?"

He smiled. "Yes, of course."

She pulled him into bed after she slipped off her blouse and removed her pants. He laid on his back watching her undress as he lifted his hand to unclasp her bra and free her lovely breasts from their fabric prison. "They're beautiful."

Her eyes glowed brilliantly as she smiled demurely then slipped his boxers off his hips and guided them to the floor. She stood there, at the foot of the bed, and admired him. God he was lovely. She slipped her panties down her legs to crumple at her feet atop his boxers.

"You are so gorgeous, Zoe, my imagination never did you justice."

Her face felt warm as she crawled up the bed to lie on his chest and kiss his lips. "Darling," she whispered as she rose up and impaled herself on him. She sighed, contentedly, as she settled against his body.

"I'm here, love," he replied in a whisper.

He reached up and with a flick of his wrist the room plunged into darkness. Only the light from a candle on a side table cast shadows of their love making on the bedroom walls.

The next morning, as sunlight streamed through the cracks in the drapery that covered the bedroom window, Zoe laid in bed listening to Tristan taking a shower. A moment later, the shower shut off, Tristan came into the bedroom wrapped in a towel, his hair still dripping wet. "Your turn, sweetheart, there's still plenty of hot water left.

She flipped the sheet off and stood naked by the bed. She grabbed his towel from around his waist as she passed by racing to the bathroom, filling the hall with giggles. "Hey, I need that," he said, chasing after her, and reaching out to swat her butt. She tossed his towel back at him as she stepped into the shower, laughing, and pulling the shower curtain closed. "Where are we shopping today?"

"We had pretty good luck at Macy's the other day, so let's start there and see what happens," he said toweling his hair dry.

They spent the morning shopping at Macy's then they went to a couple of trendy fashion stores and a shoe shop until they found some dresses, two lovely skirts, and a nice pair of heels that would work. Her slender figure and tall stature made it easy to find just the right dress.

On the way out of the mall, Tristan suggested another attempt at finding Zoe a cellphone. They stopped in another discount cellphone store and found a nice smart phone at a reasonable price. Zoe opened her purse to grab her wallet when Tristan handed the clerk his credit card. "My turn, you paid for the dresses," he said with a grin.

Back in his car, he helped her open the package. He assembled the phone, and plugged it into a charging cable on his dash. "It won't take long this way and you can finish charging it at the apartment when we get back."

"Enter your phone number into the memory. I want it to be the first number in there."

He began to punch in his phone number. "It doesn't matter, you know. The names are usually listed alphabetically."

"It does matter, because I'll know."

With their clothes packed and loaded in his car, they took off Wednesday at six in the morning on their journey to Maryland. For the most part, the trip was uneventful. They stayed on Interstate highways until they reached a small junction in Pennsylvania then turned off the Interstate to pick up US 30 that would eventually bring them into north Towson.

Passing through the lower part of Pennsylvania and west of York, they met a young couple, Tom and Ariel, stranded on the highway. Tristan stopped his car behind them and he and Zoe got out to see if they could help. They discovered that Tom's car had a radiator leak; the car was old and all he could afford. They flipped a coin; and Tristan and Tom rode in his car to the nearest town to alert a repair shop of their needs...apparently, where their car broke down it was a dead zone, as there was no cellphone service in the area.

Zoe leaned against Ariel's car as they waited for Tom and Tristan to return with a tow truck. She turned to Ariel. "So, are you and Tom from around here?"

"Not really," Ariel replied picking up a few stray rocks and flicking them into the woods nearby. "We're from a town close to Philly, he's taking accounting classes at a community college nearby and I'm waiting tables in a local restaurant until he graduates. Then, we'll switch while I work on a nursing degree." She grinned as she glanced sideways at Zoe. "What about you guys? Are you from around here?"

"No, we're just passing through. We're on our way to his cousin's wedding in Maryland. I came along for the ride, and to meet his parents."

"First time?"

"Yup, and a little nervous about it, too."

"I know. I was too, even though we grew up together. There's that moment in your life when you have to admit to everyone, including yourself, that you love him and want to be together forever, you know?"

Zoe nodded. "That happened to me too, and I know what you mean. The thought of meeting his parents is still a little scary, it sort of makes it official, right?"

Ariel nodded as she gathered up some more rocks and pitched a larger one into a bush nearby. A rabbit scampered out of the underbrush and darted out of sight behind a nearby tree. "Tristan seems nice," she offered with a smile.

"He is. He's like my gallant knight," Zoe said with a winsome smile. "Although he blushes whenever I say that. But he is."

Ariel paused as she flipped two more rocks into the bushes; no animal scurried away this time. "You love him?"

Zoe nodded with a broad smile. "Very much." She looked up to see a beat up old pickup truck pull onto the highway from a gravel side road a mile away. Zoe's dhampir vision told her that three boys rode in the seat, passing a bottle back and forth. This might be trouble. She shifted her weight from leaning against the car to standing straight. The light was beginning to fade and these boys might be looking for mischief.

"Hmm, looks like Zeke's truck," Ariel said. "I would guess he's out looking for his idea of fun."

Zoe frowned. "Why don't you get in the car? If it's you, they might stop because they know you, if it's me, they might just pass on by," Zoe said, ushering Ariel to the passenger door.

"Okay, but if you need it, there's a baseball bat on the floor in the back.'

"Thanks." Zoe returned to the back of the car and waited to see if the boys decided to stop. At first they passed her by, just like she'd hoped, then they stopped and reversed their truck to back up to where Zoe stood. Ariel twisted around in her seat to watch.

"Hey, cutie," said a pimple-faced teen with a leer. "You need some help?"

Zoe waved tentatively. "No thanks, my boyfriend is on his way from town with a tow truck. He should be here any minute."

Suddenly, the rear wheels on the truck spun violently and the truck backed up, swerving sideways to the side of the road, then with wheels spinning again, the truck rushed up to stop behind Ariel's car. All three boys got out and swaggered towards Zoe.

The driver shouted as he sauntered closer. "Hey chickadee, why don't we wait with you, never can tell when some bastards might stop by with lust in their hearts, right Frank?"

Frank, the middle boy, short and pudgy, nodded and offered Zoe a leering grin.

As soon as they neared her, she sent them all a mental command: sleep now. They fell to the ground in a crumple at Zoe's feet, Ariel, her new friend, also suffered the same effect, although she was sitting safely in the passenger seat of her car. She slid down to fall fast asleep.

Zoe quickly moved the boys to the side of the road; she didn't know how much time she had before Tristan and Tom would be back with a wrecker. So she worked quickly, stripping the boys down to their underpants, tidy withies, she smirked. "How quaint."

Then she retrieved a dirty tarp from the bed of the pickup truck and wrapped the three naked boys inside. She used a greasy rope she found under the tarp to tie them inside the tarp, stitching the grommets together like a giant stupid boy taco, leaving just enough air for them to breathe, she didn't want to choke them, although she was tempted, dumb asses.

She lifted the boys, bound inside the tarp, into the bed of the pickup truck, she thought about leaving them behind a cluster of bushes but then they'd be vulnerable to wild animals like coyotes and she didn't want to let that happen, they were stupid, not mean. After all of that, she walked back to Ariel's car dusting off her clothes. Once she was beside the car she sent a telepathic message to her friend to wake.

Ariel stretched and yawned then looked around, eventually spotting Zoe leaning against her car.

"Hey, I must have dozed off, sorry. Where did those boys get off to?"

Zoe smirked. "I saw all three of them run off into the woods a moment ago like a ghost was chasing them. Too bad, maybe they could have helped," she snorted.

Ariel shrugged and got out of her car about the same time as a tow truck appeared down the road followed by Tristan's car. As he got out and walked up to Zoe he heard her thoughts. Don't let Tom or Ariel go near the bed of the pickup truck, okay?

Tristan paused a moment then looked at her quizzically. What did you do?

Just removed a threat without revealing who I was. All is fine, dear. Zoe beamed a broad grin and shrugged as she projected her thought back to Tristan. He stood and shook his head, grinning. Meanwhile the tow truck driver hooked up Tom and Ariel's car and was ready to take it to town.

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