Dead Lily Blooms: At Death's Gates

By lizzie starr

A short story At Death's Gates

Someone wants the vampyre, Lily, dead, and a bargain with Death has been struck. Death sends servant Agaar to bring Lily to him, but the task becomes more complicated than either Death or Agaar anticipated. 

This tale appeared originally in the anthology Tales From The Mist.
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: elizabeth struble
• Release date: Mar 25, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498947152

lizzie starr

*lizzie always made up stories to keep her company, so a witch lived in Grampa's weather research station and was only held at bay by waving a certain weed. An ancient road drader morphed into a boat carrying wild adventures to islands filled with sheep that turned into lions and cannibles. Now, filled with fantasy and love, ther stories of her imagination have found their way into the mundane world. And when *lizzie has to return to her mundane life, she's the ~Lunch Lady~ at a private school. Author and lunch lady--what a combination!

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Dead Lily Blooms

Dead Lily Blooms

AT DEATH’S GATES

LIZZIE STARR

Dokopot Books

Contents

Lily

Agaar

Lily

Agaar

Lily

Agaar

Agaar

Lily

Agaar

About *lizzie starr

Copyright 2013 Elizabeth Struble

This short story originally appeared in the anthology Tales From The Mist.

It can also be found in the Addictive Paranormal Reads Halloween Box Set

This re-release has had minor corrections from the original edition.

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Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author.

Dedication

Ideas come from amazing places and amazing people. A long ago discussion finally lives in this tale. And so to you, Morgan, thank you.

Lily

Lily wanted him.

Like the pervasive, sensual beat of Latin music blaring from the monstrous speakers, thrumming through the blood stream to draw upon the souls of those surrounding her, awaiting her tale, she wanted him.

More than the rising sweet scent of flowing life, she wanted him.

For this night, he would be her obsession.

Ah, but he was young, not much older than she appeared to humans. The laughter rushing through her mind held a strange, mocking tone. After all this time virtually everyone was younger.

She inhaled, searching for his scent through the crowded bar. There. Young enough still to hold the sweet aroma of youth. Lily sensed within him a compelling wildness; a bit of darkness she’d learned held the strangest of appeal. A wildness she vowed to discover, to unleash. And then tame.

But perhaps she wouldn’t subdue him too muchLily smiled to herself, watched him from the shadows and touched the tip of her tongue to the protruding, sharp points of the teeth that made her what she was.

Vampyre.

She turned back to the small group of devotees crowded around her in the darkest corner of the bar. How they