Talent Scout: Blood Games

By Darcy Abriel

Two vampires hunt for entertainment—and “dinner”—on a dark, seductive night. Yum-yum...

Vampire blood games require a unique sort of “talent scout.” Claud plays front man for the powerful Silas, ferreting out tasty treats to satisfy the ancient master he adores. And Silas likes to add a special twist to their blood hunts. But it’s not all games, since Claud knows his days as Silas’s lover could be numbered if he fails in his task, and he loves Silas too much to take a chance on failing him.

Now, Claud locates tonight’s main dish—a young, handsome hustler named Jimmie. Will Claud’s choice of human playmate “live up” to Silas’s expectations and provide an evening of adventurous, entertaining passion, the vampire way?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dream Romantic Unlimited LLC
• Release date: Jan 31, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370560790

Darcy Abriel

Being a Cancer, Darcy Abriel always has been fond of deep, dark places. She’s enjoyed ghost stories and things that go bump in the night since she could first read. When she was in high school, she and her rock band boyfriend and his buddies from the band once spent a weekend in her basement with the Ouija Board contacting a revolutionary war ghost. She’s loved monster movies from an early age, and she’s used to odd looks from people. Facing demons, inner and outer, is one of the things Darcy enjoys most when it comes to writing stories. She calls her office, “the cave” and doesn’t always play well with others. Bu she tries.Darcy loves digging in and creating worlds wicked, and characters dangerous. Dark fantasy and dark erotica, breaking boundaries in genre and gender, blending angels and castrati, demons and gods, humans and succubi. You think you know who the hero is, but do you really? Whether it’s a succubus in “Deadeye,” the Viadine and Diadune in “Nightingale,” a contemporary troubled hero in “Cruel Memories,” or a steampunk dystopian intersexed world like Quentopolis, there’s nothing simple about these stories or the characters. How the heck do you mix gods and cowboys, pirates and zombies, and a whole range of other odd pairings? As far as Darcy’s concerned, the darker the better, the more complex, the more fun. Redemption takes many forms for Darcy’s characters. Take an idea, twist it, mold it, break it apart, and drive that stake even deeper into the quagmire. Spank it, whip it, stroke it, tease it, soothe it, romance it to death.You say it can’t be done? Here that naughty chuckle? That’s Darcy saying, “maybe...maybe not. Let me think about that for a minute. Muse mine, what do you think? Can we rock it hard?” Oh, yeah. Let’s play. Where’s my stash of strawberry Twizzlers, and the peacock blue ink for my fountain pen, the notebooks, the Tarot cards? Let’s do this.

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Two vampires hunt for entertainment—and dinner—on a dark, seductive night. Yum-yum...

Vampire blood games require a unique sort of talent scout. Claud plays front man for the powerful Silas, ferreting out tasty treats to satisfy the ancient master he adores. And Silas likes to add a special twist to their blood hunts. But it’s not all games, since Claud knows his days as Silas’s lover could be numbered if he fails in his task, and he loves Silas too much to take a chance on failing him.

Now, Claud locates tonight’s main dish—a young, handsome hustler named Jimmie. Will Claud’s choice of human playmate live up to Silas’s expectations and provide an evening of adventurous, entertaining passion, the vampire way?

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Copyright 2017 by Darcy Abriel

Cover Art Designs by T. A. Gallup

This story was originally released in October 2012 by Amber Quill Press/Amber Allure

CAUTION: This story contains explicit sexual situations and strong language. You must be over the age of 18 years of age to read this story.

Talent Scout

Blood Games

By Darcy Abriel

Dream Romantic Unlimited, LLC

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY

NETWORKING LINKS

CHAPTER ONE

You might call me a talent scout for the nocturnal. It’s a skill developed over a preternatural period of time. It’s a role I’ve taken to with some measure of enthusiasm in order to please my master, my maker. But then I’m the younger one. Whereas, Silas was made centuries ago. Me? I’m still wet behind the ears, so to speak—somewhere around a half a century or so in the making, and I still possess a voracious appetite that I find difficult to control at times. Both for blood and for sex. At the same time, it can be pure…hell.

I hadn’t started out wanting to be a vampire—not by a long shot. I didn’t even believe in them. But then I’d never met anyone like Silas. There’s no one, living or undead, like my master. When I first saw him I didn’t think I’d ever seen anyone as hot, nor wanted to fuck anyone more. His seductive manner hooked me, then reeled me in with an experienced fisherman’s skill, slow and easy, using just the right bait; I never knew what hit me. By the time I woke up to the enormity of the situation, I was already pretty well drained and eagerly gulping down his ancient blood.

He likes his games peppered with a very specific type of human, enjoys the challenge of gaining their willing acquiescence through his manner of seduction. You might say it’s a fetish of his…if vampires actually have fetishes.

You’d think having changed me, I’d be free to go about my business of sucking and fucking without conscience. But being made by Silas entails more than that. He set down very specific rules of conduct and restraint to be followed. Silas demands complete obedience to his will. Unquestioningly, I have ceded my entire being to him. There is no one else for me and he has my vampire undead heart right by the throat. Ah, well, maybe a bit more south. Perhaps situated rather a bit lower than a human’s, right by the balls, if you know what I mean. Leashed tight and eternal.

At dusk he awakens me. I am still engorged by the quick and numerous feedings of the previous night. My wrists are manacled by shiny red cuffs above my head. The ivory satin-lined coffin is built extra long, extra wide, in order to accommodate a variety of positions my master prefers to situate me in.

Silas will want to play before we hunt tonight. This evening will be a special hunt, as a luscious talent awaits us to provide for an extended evening of fun and frolic…and blood and sex.

You know, there was a time when I was human, that it actually took some thought on occasion to get hard enough to fuck. Now it’s no effort at all. In fact, I’m hard all the time. Humans might liken it to Viagra on steroids. Fresh blood is the ultimate stiffening agent for our vampire lineage. Like an actor in a movie, fresh infusions of blood have a way of making us even larger than life, in more ways