Soul Dreamer

By Sherrie Burt

Prince and Luscious have dreamed about each other every since
they were kids, so when Prince finds Luscious left for dead in a
field he knows he has to turn her into a vampire or hell lose herforever. What he didnt realize, is that by making her a vampire he puts her into great danger. Now he has to use his vampire skills and powers to protect her from a vampire who want to take over the vampire community and have Luscious rule by his side.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 16, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483623641

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Copyright © 2013 by Sherrie Burt.

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I AM A TWENTY-FIVE years old with blond hair and green eyes. I’m about 5’5" and thick built. Around the age of eighteen, I met the man I thought was the love of my life. Man, I couldn’t have been more wrong. He stayed by my side and loved me until our beautiful baby girl was born, then faster than Superman himself, he flew out of our lives. So for eight years, I had to raise our daughter on my own. She turned out okay though. She looks just like me, and man, she has this smile that can make your heart melt.

I took Jessie to the park for a picnic. We had a great day. We were on our way home, the sun warm on my skin, the soft autumn breeze in my hair. Jessie was skipping around, joking about having a boyfriend, when I saw a group of young men walking toward us. They all had red bandanas on, and their pants hung below their waist. I was trying to check them out, without them seeing me, and noticed they had guns tucked in their pants. I pulled Jessie close to me, trying not to scare her. I quickened my pace.

Mom! You’re walking too fast! I can’t keep up, she shouted at me, then stumbled over a rock.

I got her to her feet. I started to move again and saw the men almost ten feet away. I tried to run, but one of the men lunged at Jessie and knocked her away from me. I reached for her, when another man charged at me. I ducked out of the way, and he fell to his knees.

You stupid bitch, you’ll pay for that.

I tried to run for my daughter, but the thug on the ground grabbed my left ankle, and I fell fast and hard. I looked up when I heard Jessie screaming. I could see her kicking and throwing everything she had at the thug holding her. Just then, Jessie threw her leg back and managed to kick his shin. She was released so the thug could protect his shin.

Run, Jessie. Run!

She hesitated, then took off at full speed.

Get her, you idiot! We can’t let her get away.

I kicked the man, who was holding my ankle, in the face. He cursed and let me go. I took off after my daughter, running as fast as my legs would let me. Something was wrong. Bam. Bam. Bam. My ears rung. I looked around to find Jessie, but she wasn’t in my eyesight. Oh, thank God. Maybe she made it to the tree line. Maybe she’s safe. My legs started to go numb, and a pain shot through my back. I was slowing in speed, when I tripped over a log. I went flying down. I was scrambling, trying to get up, when I heard a soft little voice.

Mom?

I turned to see my little girl lying on the grass, blood covering her chest and stomach. I dragged myself to her. Jessie, nooo, Jessie baby, hold on. I pulled her in to me and held her tight.

I love you, Mom.

I held her as close to me as I could. I love you too, baby. Just hold on, baby, hold on!

I could no longer move. The gunshot wound had drained me of a lot of blood and maybe even paralyzed me. My daughter lay dead in my arms. I knew I was going to die. I could feel my body letting go. I closed my eyes and let the pain take over. I didn’t care to love anymore. The only thing that ever meant anything to me was gone. I thought about my Prince, how he would save me from my pain and keep me safe. I could feel his warm touch. I heard voices, so I opened my eyes. Things were blurry, but I could make out forms. There above me stood a man. He knelt down beside me and put his hand on my cheek. His touch was so familiar, like from a dream. He looked deep in my eyes.

My heart aches for you. My body longs for your touch. My eyes cry for you. Never have I felt this way. He lifted my head and kissed my lips with such a deep passionate kiss. My heart ached; my lips burned with passion. He wrapped his fingers around mine. You are the one, the one of my dreams. Will you be mine?

I was lost in his eyes. How could he not see me? See that I was on the edge of death. I didn’t care. My Prince found me, and I wanted to spend the last few minutes I had with him. I was dead, but I felt so alive. For always, my Prince. I said it so weak I didn’t think he even heard me. I heard another voice yelling something about feeding.

Sire, she’s the one in my dreams. I told you she was real, that I would find her, and here she is. She is a part of me, always will be. I won’t let her die!

The other man walked over to us and knelt beside me. He placed his warm hand on my head. She is different, such beauty and strength, and I could feel your love run through me as though you have been together for centuries. However, she won’t be like the others. She will be difficult to handle and strange. Are you ready to handle her and everything that she brings?

Prince kissed my hand. I have dreamed of her since as long as I can remember. If I don’t save her and she dies, then I will die with her. I cannot explain the connection we share, but it is that strong.

Fine, you may turn her, make her one of us, but you will be responsible for her.

I sat up in a rush. What the hell just happened? Wait, where am I? I looked around. I smelled damp cement. As my eyes focused more, I looked around me. From the look of things, I would say I’m in a basement, but it’s so dark it’s hard to be sure. How did I get here? Who am I? Why am I so thirsty? Damn, I’m so thirsty!

When I found my strength, I got up and started to look around. My eyes were focused enough to see almost perfectly, so that means there has to be a light source around. Damp cement and blood filled my nose, but I was still so thirsty. I wonder how long I’ve been down here. I heard a dripping and made my way over to it. Liquid was dripping from a leaky pipe. I cupped my hands and filled them with the liquid. Nothing. So I looked at it. Nothing, clear. So I smelled it. Nothing. Oh, fuck it. If it’s not water, then oh well. I sipped the liquid slowly, let it slide down my throat. I waited a few minutes. Nothing. So I cupped my hands and filled them six more times. Damn, I’m still so thirsty! I closed my eyes as a mix of emotions – fear, worry, anxiety, love – raced through me. Wait. Something is wrong. They aren’t my feelings. It’s like someone else stepped inside me, and I was feeling their emotions. It was so overwhelming that I was knocked on my ass. I couldn’t move. There’s too much going on. My head feels like it’s going to explode!

Lying on my back with my head in my hands, it hurt so much. I can’t take it. I screamed, but nothing came out. The feelings just kept growing stronger and stronger. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, the feelings turned to anger and frustration.

STOP!

Just like that, the feelings started to fade away. When they were finally gone, the door opened. A man walked down the stairs. Why didn’t I think of that? Duh, the first thing I should have done is look for the damn door. I feel so stupid. The man was holding two big cups.

Don’t worry, my child. I won’t hurt you. He walked over to me and placed the cup next to my head. You should drink. I bet you’re thirsty.

I didn’t know what to do. Should I chance it and drink the liquid, or should I make a run for it? I looked at the door. If I run and there is someone with a gun on the other side of the door, then I’m dead. Then again, if I drink the liquid, it could be poisoned. I’m so thirsty. Oh, fuck it. If I die from drinking, at least I won’t die thirsty. I sat up and grabbed the cup. I didn’t even look at it. I just chugged it down. It was warm, a little thick, and tasted like blood.

What did I just drink? It tasted like blood, but it was so good and filling, and I’m no longer thirsty.

He sat in a chair and smiled at me. It was blood.

I sat there. I couldn’t move. How do you respond to that? Some guy you don’t know just gave you blood to drink and acted like it’s no big deal.

Don’t you know that I could get sick or even die from drinking blood?

He let out a low chuckle. You can’t die from drinking blood, because you’re already dead. I gave you the blood because you need it to stay alive now. You’re a vampire.

My head started to spin. Are vampires even real? How did I become a vampire? Why does the man look so familiar?

Okay, so let’s say that I am a vampire. How did this happen, and when did it happen?

I tried not to laugh. This is so stupid. I bet I’m being Punk’d or something.

I know this is a lot to take in, but it’s true. You are a vampire. You were in a field, left for dead, when one of my vampires turned you. Don’t worry about how it works. You’ll just get a headache. As for when it happened, well, it was about one month ago. Now I am a little worried. You see, when a human is changed into a vampire, it takes two days, seven at the most. However, it has taken you a whole month. So I am worried as to why it has taken you so long. But I will worry about that. Now, every vampire has a gift. The one that turned you had the ability to sense strong feelings, and he can tell when you’re in danger. So I am curious to find out how he knew you were in danger and how he knew where to find you. What makes this even more intriguing is that you aren’t even scared of any of this. Most people are petrified.

I sat in silence. What was I supposed to do? I was trying to figure out how I felt about this whole thing. I didn’t feel anything, but I did believe him. I believed it all. I stared at this vampire, totally speechless. I took another drink of the blood. It slid down my throat. Holy shit, here I am drinking blood, talking to a vampire, and I’m totally okay with it. I didn’t have a single doubt about this vampire thing, not a single worry, not even a drop of fear. It was like I had been waiting for this my whole life.

So every vampire has a gift, then what’s yours? I couldn’t help but ask.

He let out a low chuckle, almost a growl. That’s a good question. I don’t think anyone has ever asked me that. I got lucky and got more than one gift. I can fly, sense feelings and thoughts, change into a bat, breathe underwater, and I can even move things with my mind. However, only 10 percent of vampires get more than one gift, and only five get more than two. But when a vampire gets more than three, well, that only happens every one hundred years or so. That is one of the many reasons I am the leader. He let out an evil smile and looked deep into my eyes.

I shifted. So what about silver, garlic, crosses, and sunlight, you know, all that story shit?

Hmmm, I like you, straight to the point. Very well then. We can go out in the sunlight. We won’t burn. However, most of us, hmmmm, prefer to go out at night. It’s part of our survival instincts. As for garlic, silver, crosses, and all the other movie shit, it’s just a part of the movies. The only way you can die is to have your head chopped off. We do have superstrength, sight, speed, and hearing, just not as super as the movies make it out to be.

I crossed my legs and rested on my elbows. I took in everything he said. He didn’t ask me anything or even move. He just stared. I sat there for what seemed like hours, when I remembered my Prince. Every dream I had about him, the night in the field, his deep brown eyes. I was thrown back, gasping for air. A whirl of emotions swallowed me. The man, vampire, rushed to my side. He put his hand on my head, then warm, calming thoughts and feelings washed over me.

Be still, my child. You must relax, clear your mind.

He didn’t say it out loud but inside my mind like I was thinking in his voice.

Where is he? I choked on my words.

The vampire sat back and looked at me puzzled. Who?

I sat up and stared at him. Prince. My Prince. I forced myself not to yell at him. He knew who I wanted.

He stood and sat back in the chair and looked at me. Your Prince? he mumbled. He rubbed his chin and gave me a smirk look. Why do you call him that?

What? I sat there with a blank face. Why did I call him that? Why Prince? It’s not like he saved me from a fire-breathing dragon. I’m not sure how long I’ve been sitting here, but my butt was numb. Why Prince? What made him my Prince?

Do you even know why you call him that? he asked.

Think, Luscious, think. I closed my eyes and thought about all my dreams about him. Then it came to me.

I call him Prince because he saved me from all my pain, stress, all my fears, and he saves me from the world. Like a Prince, so that makes him my Prince. Why do you ask?

I find the two of you very interesting. You both dream about each other although you have never met. He heard you call to him even though we were seven hundred miles away. He senses you. You know his name even without ever asking for it.

Prince is his real name?

Yes, Prince is his real name. He was turned at a very young age, and he didn’t have a name, so I let him pick his name. He chose Prince.

I knew a lot about him, but how much of it is true?

Where is he?

Hmm, I’m not sure you’re ready to see him yet. We don’t know what your power is, and I don’t want the two of you overwhelmed with emotions. Who knows what will happen. Besides, if you have more than one power, then things could get real ugly.

I felt my body heating up, and I was getting very angry. I wanted to tear his head off for trying to keep me and Prince apart. How dare he! My head fell back, and I let out a scream, but it wasn’t an ordinary scream. No sound came out, just waves. I could see them bouncing off the walls. The vampire fell to the floor, covering his ears.

What the hell was that? My throat hurt.

He sat back in his chair. That is what I am talking about when I said you might have more than one power and we don’t know what would happen if you set it off. I am guessing that what you just did was sonar. Some vampires can use sonar, but I have never seen it like that.

I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I just got so mad. I don’t even know why. Am I a freak?

Different emotions started to fill me, a pounding at the door, some yelling, then more emotions. I’m gasping for air. I was getting very angry again. I was pissed and relieved at the same time. I could hear yelling and screaming. I felt an arm around me, then blackness.

When I woke, I was in a four-poster king bed. Red and black sheets covered me. Someone has nice taste. I wonder if I should get up. I looked around the room for a minute. Just the bed, a matching dresser, red and black curtains, and a badass stereo. Well hell, it’s better than a damp basement. Emotions started to fill me.