Black Heart: Coeur de Sade (Black Heart Series) (42 page)
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Authors: TW Gallier
With it being the last weekend of the state fair, both West End and Deep Ellum were bursting at the seems. I was especially worried about Deep Ellum. Locals pretty much understood it was a "vampire" area. Where one might go to meet a vampire. Not every business catered to vampires and the people who loved them, but most did. I was on patrol to ensure no unscrupulous vamps took unfair advantage of the unwary. You know, I was there to keep the honest vamps honest.
The vampires were out in force in Deep Ellum. They came in every size, shape, race, and ethnic group. Vampires stop aging upon reanimation, so some looked like children with ancient eyes, and some looked like your grandparents. Most appeared to be in their twenties or early thirties.
Then I spotted them. Four young punk looking vamps. Three boys and a girl. All looked Goth, very bleak. But they were having fun of a decidedly dark nature. They were circling a young family. Showing their fangs and feigning attacks.
Yeah, they were having a rollicking good time.
Swooping down, I landed atop one of those big tour bus like campers. It was stuck in traffic next to them. Everyone turned and looked up at the clatter of my high heels hitting that metal roof. I felt bad about the scratches.
"Black Heart!" someone cried, and all eyes turned to me.
I strode the length of that bus. They just gawked. But I suppose I was a sight to behold, all vamped out in snug latex pants, stuffed into lace up ankle boots and a leather bustier that pushed my boobs up spectacularly and left my back bare down past the shoulder blades. I accessorized with a black dog collar, silver bangles, and big silver earrings that looked like Texas Ranger badges. You know, silver circle with a five point star inside. I loved them.
But I think what caught everyone's attention were my huge black wings. I held them up erect as I strutted the length of that camper, then struck a haughty pose to look down up on the misbehaving vampires.
"Messing with innocent people is against the rules," I said, eyes narrowing. "If I catch you again, I'll take your heads."
I reached my right hand over my right shoulder, and pulled the katana sheathed on my back, between the wings. The silvery blade had silver blessed by a priest worked long its length, and three silver crosses on each side. To a mortal the blade was a pretty sight, and I doubt they could see the etched in crosses. The vampires saw them, and cringed as they averted their eyes.
"What gives you the right to tell us what to do?" the woman said.
All four of them looked up at me with sullen faces.
"Because I'm bigger and meaner than you," I said. I smiled. "If you believe otherwise, come up here and prove it."
She didn't come up. Instead, she followed her three male vampire friends as they hurried away. I watched them go and didn't return the sword to the sheath until the camper started to move.
"Sorry about that," I said to the young, stunned family. "This district is rife with vampires, so I suggest you high tail it out of here."
I leapt into the air and flew up a good hundred feet.
That went well. Truth was, I'd rather the vampires kept their fangs to themselves than force me to hunt them down and stake them. Live and let live, and all that crock.
By two in the morning most of the tourist and adrenaline junky college students were gone. Nothing but vampires and fang whores eager to make a connection. I figured it was safe for me to go home and have a little fun.
Flying over to my favorite corner in Deep Ellum, I landed, pulled in my wings, and strode into Kinky Corner. I promised Gabe I'd finally come over. Poor boy was getting antsy. But first, I needed to buy a "naughty nurse" outfit.
THE END
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Black Heart
(Black Heart 1)
Black Heart: Coeur de Sade (Black Heart 2)
Black Heart: The Crimson Knot (coming Jan 2013)
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About the Author:
Tom Gallier was born in Beaumont, Texas, to Texan/Cajun parents. He served 7 years in an Armored Cavalry Regiment (11th ACR Blackhorse Regiment), learning no useful skills. After the Army he went back to school to study electronics, figuring that would be a profession with job security. In 2008 he was laid off. It wasn’t the first time or last time he was wrong. But while in school, and holding down a full time job, he began writing in his spare time. In the mid-nineties he had his first short story sale and publication. He shares his life with his wife and their Yorkie American Princess. He writes Fantasy short stories and novels under “Tom Gallier” and Urban Fantasy under “TW Gallier.”
