Storywitch's "Book of Shadows"

So here’s the next part – hope everyone’s been having a good August. Because of the upcoming August 31 deadline for Gideon and a bunch of promo deadlines coming together, I’ll probably be doing a segment every two weeks for the next little bit. Hope that’s okay – know you guys want to get Gideon’s story out there. Oh, and I have the final galley of Mermaid’s Ransom to review by August 25, and know many of you are looking forward to Alexis and Dante’s story – particularly how Jonah is going to handle his daughter bringing home a hell-spawned vampire-Dark One, as if he’s a stray puppy she’s rescued (grin).

But without further ado, here’s Part V of our ongoing vignette…

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Here we go – Part IV – hope you enjoy it. Don’t forget today’s the last day to put your name in to win the tiger eye earrings and copy of Beloved Vampire (or title of your choice). If you haven’t already entered, be sure and shoot me a note. Oh, and something pretty to look at – received the cover for the Laced with Desire Anthology (Feb 2010). Think it’s very bold and eye catching. Should do the trick, right?

Anyhow, enough blather. Here’s Part IV!

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Yep, had to skip a week due to other demands, but we’re back on track again. Here’s part three, and barring any problems, you should see part four next week!

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They didn’t take him into Tampa as he expected. Before they got started, after he’d said his hellos to Daisy, Violet pulled a blindfold out of the glove compartment and then turned around in the seat, balancing on the center console with the long practice of a woman used to wiping a nose or handing out a cookie. Or to check on a suspect and threaten his life with a mere pointed look.

“Marguerite doesn’t want you to know where you’re going,” she explained. “If you start to feel car sick, though, let me know. I don’t want you to get there and throw up on her shoes.” She gave him a steady look. “But if you’d rather just close your eyes, I think I can accept your word that you won’t peek.

He had been a CIA operative, not a cop, but Violet understood that all those in law enforcement had difficulties with being rendered helpless, even in the company of trusted friends. Ironically, though, it was that sensitivity that helped.

“No, I should be fine. You’re not driving, so I feel reasonably comfortable.”

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Hey, everyone! Ready for part 2? I’m going to give you the last paragraph of the previous section, because otherwise the first paragraph would be a little confusing (and I figure some of you may have the same chronic condition I have – CRS!). Have fun with it! Hope you’re all having a great week.

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Last Par Part One –

…Because as strong a Mistress as Violet was, he was a stronger Master, and he knew it would take more than a set of cuffs to make him relinquish control.

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Part Two

He’d have been surprised to know how closely Violet’s thoughts reflected his own on the matter. Even with all her experience in controlling males, professional and personal, her lower belly still gave an amusing little flutter when Tyler put down his clippers, slowly pivoted and brought his hands up, lacing them behind his head. It emphasized the width of his shoulders, the beautiful play of muscle, obvious even under the storm gray T-shirt he wore. And she hadn’t been kidding about his ass. She wondered if Marguerite would mind if she got a little enthusiastic with the role and frisked him thoroughly. Tucking her tongue in her cheek, Violet figured what Marguerite didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her, but Mac, who could be a tad on the possessive side about his own Mistress, might have a few issues.

Plus, Tyler would tattle, and she’d have to worry about Marguerite asking for quid pro quo next time they were at the club. Whatever Marguerite’s boundaries might be about Tyler’s body, Violet knew exactly how she felt about another woman fondling Mac’s fine ass.

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