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. Well, for a start, vampires, contrary to Stoker, can actually move about in daylight,though their powers are greatly reduced.Secondly, they do not feed exclusively onhuman blood.They can take cattle or fowl, or indeed any living thing, though of coursehuman blood is the ultimate feast for the undead.Most of the time they eat whateverthey can get, often the same food as ordinary humans.It keeps them alive, but in aweakened state. It is said that all vampires must feast on human blood every so often in order tomaintain their human form, so a vampire may go months, maybe years, without tastinghuman and then go on a feeding frenzy when the need becomes imperative.If they areunable to fulfil their hunger, they become shriveled, and eventually nothing more thanamorphous entities, condemned to inhabit a sort of half-world between the light andthe darkness, losing forever the ability to hold onto their corporeal bodies.It must be atragic sight to see a vampire losing its hold on bodily substance, Dexter, or at least, sothe story goes. 21 Shadow On The CrystalAvailable now from Eternal PressParanormal Bedtime Stories(An anthology of sexy supernatural tales)Featuring The Music Box by Brittany KingstonSteven Croft returns to his grandparents property after his grandfather s death, whereeverything is as he remembered.However, a small antique music box that plays ahaunting tune threatens to unravel the illusions of his idyllic childhood.Enjoy this excerpt from The Music Box , a haunting tale of treachery and betrayal:He didn t know when he became aware of it, but Steve knew he wasn t alone in thedarkness.A presence touched his cheek and caressed his neck.He was asleep and dreaming, he thought.Or was he awake? His eyes were open, hewas certain, but it was too dark to see.It mattered not.He couldn t move. Steeeeeeeeve, a feminine voice whispered in his ear. I ve been waiting for you. There was a breath on his cheek.Lips brushed against his.Hands traced the line ofhis shoulders, and fingers played through his hair as light as a breeze.Hands, more solid now, moved in circular motions across his chest.This time, thetouch of lips was no mere whisper.Her mouth was on his, claiming, wanting, coaxinghis desire.He parted his lips and allowed her tongue to explore his mouth.A soft groanescaped him at the fire that spread from her kiss right through his body, teasing hissenses, bringing him alive. Who are& ? 22 Brittany KingstonAvailable now from Eternal PressWhisperings of the Soulby Brittany KingstonA Gypsy storyteller draws upon her rich Romani heritage as inspiration for her poetry.Insightful, ancient and modern, these poems reveal a timeless depth of spirit and emotion.Fromthe first page to the last, you ll be drawn into a journey of love, sorrow, laughter and beauty asshe weaves her magic web of words upon the pages of this simple but beautifully presentedbook.Fortune Tellercrystal ballriver stonestarot cardsa bowl of bonesholy waterrosary beadsan ankh, a cata bag of seedsdiamond earringsstring of pearlsgold and silverskirt that swirlsrings of onyxruby, sapphirelithely dancearound the fireeyes that seebeyond this worlda woman, a haga crone, a girltrust, believegive me somethingto keepand I will tell youof what youseek23 Shadow On The CrystalStorm RiderSilver pinions across the oceanCast your freedom to the stormRide the night of time and motionBefore the febrile heart is torn.Inclement fury, phosphorus flashesFaint of heart is not for theeAmid the tempest s wildest clashesGlimpse of Gypsy running free.Eyes of flame enhance excitementDare him to your virgin bedHe will take you to enchantmentThen leave before the night is dead.You can t tempt nor can you captureA heart as feral as blizzard snowYou can enfold, you can enraptureUntil it s time for him to go.Soul of fire, ice and beautySteal his heart then set it freeYou can t know the soul of GypsyIn your heart he ll always be.24
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