Sunlight: The Vampire Oracle by Moira Reid
Excerpt:
How many more nights was he going to come here, waiting for her to take him seriously? It was time to get off his ass. He’d had his own reasons for avoiding contact with women until now, but Lenora was the finest woman he’d ever seen before or after his transformation. This was the woman he wanted, dammit. And if he hadn’t been changed at 23, it wouldn’t have been a problem.
She held the card out in front of her again. “Something… sunlight? This is a time of ruin of the old life. What is this?”
Johnathan glanced at the card. It looked like one of the vampire tarot cards. “Probably one of those crazy religious groups looking for donations. You know, Lenora, I’d just eighty-six the thing.”
She’d read it slowly aloud, making out the small print without her reading glasses. His own eyesight had improved about ten times over after the transformation. He could read the small print from here, not that he cared to. He had other things on his mind.
“All that was known is now lost,” she continued. “Painful Memories and the future must collide to find resolution.”
She looked up, her eyebrows drawn together. “Take a look at this thing. There’s a hologram image on the backside.”
“No thanks,” he said, waving his hand in front of her. “‘Sunlight, a time of ruin?’ Yeah, that’s information you needed, right?”
She tucked the card back into the envelope and took the rest of her mail.
“What are you going to do with it?”
“I’ll stick it on my refrigerator.”
This was the moment; it happened every night the same way. He could sense the desire racing through her body as she glanced around them—four times by his count— checking to see if any of the neighbors were watching them. Then she would make some excuse to get away from him, and he’d have the remainder of the night to figure out what he could have said that would have made the difference between her leaving alone and him leaving with her.
Time to go for broke. Johnathan took another step toward her. “Why don’t I come over for a while? There’s a good movie on tonight. We could microwave some popcorn and watch it.”
“Johnathan,” she said, taking a step back. “Hang out with your friends. Meet girls your age, honey. You don’t want to sit at home on a Friday night with the old neighbor lady.” She turned on her heel and dashed back to her house before he could reply. Opening the door, she went inside without a backward glance.
“You’re so wrong, Lenora,” he said, turning toward his house. “That’s exactly what I intend to do.”
copyright 2008, Moira Reid
Moira Reid aka Debra Moore
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