Forever Dusk

By Lisa Worrall

2nd Edition - new plot, new backstory, new characters.
There is nothing as strong as the bond between a sire and his vampire.
But what do you do when you find out your partner’s sire is also your own?
Jonah had been a vampire for over a hundred years when he met Sebastian, the owner of the vampire-themed nightclub in downtown LA. Twenty years later and Jonah and Sebastian are stronger than ever.
But when another’s jealousy brings their sire to the club, will their relationship be able to withstand the strength of their bond with Vincenzo, and their bond with each other?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lisa Worrall
• Release date: Feb 14, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310866272

Lisa Worrall

I live in Leigh on Sea, a small seaside town just outside London on the coast of Essex, about ten minutes from Southend, which boasts the longest pier in the world. I live with my partner and two ever-growing children, who I let think are the boss of me; along with a dog who actually is. As the wonderful Beatrix Potter said, "There is something delicious about writing the first words of a new story. You never quite know where they'll take you." I know exactly what she means and hope you'll join me for the ride.

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Copyright 2016 by Lisa Worrall

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Prologue

Newley, West Virginia - 1860

Jonah was trying to coax his thick hair into some semblance of order when his brother Oscar burst into his bedroom. He damn near jumped clear out of his skin as the door bounced off the wall with the force of Oscar’s excitement.

C’mon, Mona. We gotta go. Pa said if you don’t stop primpin’ we’re gonna leave without ya.

Don’t call me Mona, Jonah grumbled at the use of the nickname his brothers had saddled him with as soon as he could walk. You know I don’t like it.

Of course I do, Oscar scoffed. That’s the point, little brother.

Gee, Jonah said sarcastically and pulled his cap on, tucking a few wayward curls underneath it. How lucky am I? To have a brother of your caliber to look up to.

Considering there are three of us, I’d say you’re the luckiest sumbitch in town. Oscar’s retort was quick and snappy, in line with his acerbic wit. Now get your ass movin’, boy.

Jonah tossed the comb at him and stormed past him. And don’t call me boy, neither.

Oscar chased him along the hall and Jonah narrowly missed knocking his little sister off her feet, only skirting around her at the last second, Oscar hot on his heels. He made it out of the front door and off the porch before Oscar barreled into him and sent him sprawling on the lawn.

Get off my grass you ingrates!

Nice, Pa, Oscar pushed Jonah off him and sat up, a grin curving his lips. Is that any way to talk about the fruit of your loins?

You leave my loins out of this, Angus Roberts snapped back. And if you’re the fruit boy, from where I’m standing you must have been pretty low hanging.

Angus!

Jonah shot Oscar a knowing look and tried not to smile at the warning tone in his mother’s voice as she admonished his father. They’d all been on the receiving end of that sharp tongue at one time or another.

They started it, Maude, Angus complained.

Angus Roberts, I swear I’ll never know why I bothered to have all these children when I’ve got my hands full trying to raise you. Maude ushered Jonah’s seven-year-old twin sisters down the porch steps and called out for his two older brothers. Cooper! Raymond! Don’t make me start counting!

Why’s Ray takin’ so long, Mama? Felicity, older than her twin, Charlotte, by two minutes, asked innocently.

Well, Short Stop, Jonah said before his Mama could respond. He scrambled to his feet and scooped her up into his arms. I think it might have something to do with Mary-Anne Watkins.

Felicity locked her fingers behind his neck and grinned at him. Is Ray fixin’ to kiss her at the fair?

No I am not, Raymond said haughtily as Cooper shoved past him. Raymond closed the front door behind them and glared at Jonah. Don’t be fillin’ her head with nonsense, Mona, he said as he strode down the path. Now c’mon. We’re gonna be late.

We've been waiting on you for the last half hour. Why the God awful rush now? Angus asked, holding out his arm to his wife.

He promised Mary-Anne Watkins he’d meet her at the lemonade stand. Oscar side-stepped Raymond’s swatting hand and hefted Charlotte onto his shoulders. He took off at a trot making horse noises for the little girl’s benefit and his parents smiled fondly after him.

Can we do that, Jo-Jo? Can we, can we? Felicity begged.

Jonah quickly obliged and, after making sure Felicity held on tightly, he headed after Oscar and Charlotte, leaving the others to follow behind at a more sedate pace. The girls laughed as he and Oscar carried them along on their backs. Their joy was Jonah’s favorite sound in the whole world.

The girls had been a surprise addition to the family. He’d been fourteen when they were born and, up until then, the youngest. His mama thought she’d reached the end of her time as far as babies were concerned, but when she started craving pickles dipped in mustard, it was obvious they needed to get the well-used crib down from the attic.

Jonah had fallen in love the moment he laid eyes on them; half an hour old and wailing up a storm, but he didn’t care. They’d taken a bit of getting used to but by the time they could crawl they had all four of their big brothers wrapped firmly around their tiny little fingers.

When they rounded the corner at the end of Main Street Jonah heard Felicity’s gasp in his ear and he grinned at the sound, her excitement infectious. Stalls and tents of all sizes dotted the usually somber green, strung with lights and laden with all manner of pies, cakes and jellies. Pens holding tiny lambs and mooing calves were surrounded by cooing children jostling each other to stroke soft noses. In a larger pen, three ponies were being led up and down with brightly colored ribbons plaited into their manes and a giggling child on each back.

Felicity wriggled to be let down and Jonah squatted so her feet touched the ground. She bounced up and down beside him and he heaved a sigh of relief as their parents walked toward them, with Cooper hot on their heels. His father