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    Vampire Adjuncts
    Vampire Adjuncts
    Vampire Adjuncts
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    Vampire Adjuncts

    By I Christie

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    Helen Vincente, when awakened from hibernation was given the tainted blood of a truculent teenager. After absorbing the impurities of the blood she has no recourse but to let it all work its way out of her cells. While getting her bearings she meets another vampire, Bertie, who has her own agenda, and together they become involved in a conspiracy that crosses centuries. Will Helen survive Bertie’s dark liaisons? Can they both stop the war a vampire is bent on starting using any supernatural he can influence – including Bertie?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherI Christie
    Release dateSep 8, 2014
    ISBN9781311162793
    Vampire Adjuncts
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    I Christie

    I was born January 9, 1948 in Hollywood, California as Christine Irene Rapoza, thus the name I. Christie. My mother is from Paris, France and my father from Fall River, Mass. I've learned neither French or Portuguese.I started writing short stories in sixth grade, then poems which became long odes. My serious venture into writing and sharing my stories began after an acquaintance introduced me to Xena and her fan fic. Thank you wherever you are.I work on various art projects like beading, painting, embroidery, woodcarving, jewelry making using gemstones, and whatever art that catches my attention and I think I can do it.When I retired I moved out of Southern California to Oregon.I share my household with Charlie, a tri-colored Aussie/Sheltie; Kahvi, a merle Aussie/Blue Heeler; 4 cats, (Cleopatra, Cagney, Lacey and Maggie;) and 3 parakeets.Namaste

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      Vampire Adjuncts - I Christie

      Vampire Adjuncts

      I Christie

      Copyright 2014 by Christine Rapoza

      Smashwords Edition

      Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Authors Information

      Chapter 1

      Mother was in the foyer, waiting for me with a faraway look in her eyes. I'll bet she's visiting someplace else she would rather be instead of taking her fractious daughter out to dinner. She could have canceled our weekly dinner, but Mother is a stickler for schedules, since she is busy the moment she is up.

      Mother insists we go to dinner together at least once a week if I am going to stay in the same city as her, so I'm inked in on Wednesday nights. This evening she’s dressed as if she were going out on a date with someone she really likes and intends on doing more than having dinner. It appears I'm the third wheel tonight. Her current boyfriend will be joining us for dinner. I will say, in her favor, she gave me two days’ notice to adjust to the change of venue and company. I could have opted out, but we are just getting reacquainted and I wanted to show her I wasn't as rebellious as some of her cronies like to make me appear.

      My suspicion is that, while I was away, Mother was hunting for someone to fill up her life. Usually whoever caught Mother's eye she had to have, if only for a short while — that went for humans, too. Mother isn't picky about gender or preference in eating habits. Am I being too judgmental of her? Hell. Maybe I am. Sometimes I'm not nice, and sometimes I'm downright rude.

      My evening attire was black on black, but it was silk, including my undies. I wasn't going to be that uncomfortable about this meeting. I added some extra ear piercings so as not to appear as an obedient daughter. I stopped at piercing the precious parts on me — lips, tits, and clit. I thought about the nose, but if I had to blow my nose, I didn't want to complicate it with a nose ring.

      All right, so maybe her cronies were influenced by my behavior to judge me as a problem child.

      The limo with chauffeur is waiting for us, Mother said, waiting for me to open the door for us. You remember what I told you about chauffeurs and limos?

      Yes. The person in livery opens and closes the doors, helps with packages, etc. Does he pack?

      Pack? What have you been reading?

      I startled Mother. I could see her nose wrinkle for just a moment, showing her distaste for what I had said.

      I'm up to Bugs Malone and.…

      Oh, Helen. Who gave you that to read? If you're going to catch up on news, do stay away from that type of riffraff.

      If I'm going to be able to protect myself, I need to know what went on in the various levels of life in the past and now.

      "We're not involved with that type of blooding."

      I caught the worry in her eyes. In the past I was known for taking on causes dealing with the underdog. I told Mother and Father I would let them know if I took up any cause these days. Father has moved on, but it doesn't mean I don't leave notes at his tomb, and Mother will worry about me no matter what. I'll keep that in mind as I reacquaint myself with life in the big city. So, you see, I'm not really a totally bad person, just different.

      As we walked down the hall and into the elevator, I thought of what she had said. A limo with a chauffeur. Nothing but the best for Mother. I was used to others driving, be it a cart, a horse-drawn carriage, or recently, Mother's sports car. I literally missed the Model-T era. I didn't know what a limo was, but if it went as fast as Mother's sports car, I was looking forward to it.

      I glanced at Mother and was surprised to see she was actually looking relaxed and happy. Was her new sexual interest like us or different? I didn't think he was different. After centuries of living, Mother wouldn't go for someone with a short life span, unless it was intentional, to go along with her short attention span for mates.

      The limo was shiny black with night lights reflecting like diamonds off its surface. The chauffeur held the door open; Mother slid in first, and then I did. It was obvious Mother and he knew each other by the bantering going on between them. Though he was dressed in livery, he must work as a comedian in his off-hours.

      Our limo stopped in front of a nice restaurant — nice as in there was no waiting line, and the person who greeted us at the door was the same person who showed us to our table and waited on us. I've been to a lot of nice places in Europe and the Orient and not so nice places where the only ones who followed that close to a customer were the ones who ripped the customer off, though it wouldn't have worked with us.

      A dark-haired, pale-skinned gentleman, dressed for the evening and with cane, gloves, and hat in hand, stopped at our table. Mother's face lit up.

      Good evening, Bernard.

      He leaned over her and nipped her neck. I looked closely to see if

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