Davina wailed with dismay at the sight of Theo’s bruised and emaciated body. Her first instinct was to rush over to the vampire’s den and pummel it with fireballs, but she knew better. She was a new mother with a child who depended upon her. She couldn’t run around putting herself in danger for the sake of revenge, no matter how badly she wanted it.
At the others’ insistence, she sat in the corner of the room holding her baby while Sally patched up Theo as best as she could. The doctor sent Margaret and Freya off on several errands -such as fetching blood from a nearby blood bank for a transfusion- before she was satisfied that Theo was no longer in danger.
Although Margaret and Freya would have preferred to teleport Theo to Davina’s house, they listened to the good doctor’s advice and transported him via a vehicle instead. Teleporting could prove hard on a body and Theo’s body was in too weakened
“I’m going to miss all of this green,” Freya sighed as she and Margaret walked the gardens one last time.“Why leave? I’ve enjoyed your company so much,” Margaret said. “We make a great pair. Imagine all of the good we could do together.”“Sadly, like you said, my time was destined to suffer even without Louella’s interference. We eliminated the catastrophic events Louella caused but there is still the devastation caused by war to deal with. I can’t, in good conscience, abandon them.”Margaret sighed. She completely understood Freya’s thinking. Hadn’t she made her home in the less advanced past in order to protect and aid the innocents from evil? “Well, at least promise me that you’ll visit often.”“That, I can do,” Freya said with a smile.“Will you be stopping in to see our young couple
“There is an old saying, ‘Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.’ I think the saying stops before completing the thought. It should be, ‘Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it in a totally unexpected way and an unbelievably different form’.”Dr. Joseph Covington said nothing as he continued to move his pen over the pad of paper he kept propped against the highest point of his bent knee as his long, lean leg rested across the top of his other leg. He looked far more comfortable than Davina felt. She shifted in her seat as she waited for him to say something, anything. If he didn’t soon she promised herself she’d reach over and grab that pen right from his boney hand.When he finally uncrossed his legs, leaned forward to better focus on her and questioned whether she felt she’d gotten what she asked for, she was so elated to finally hear him speak that she didn’
Louella relaxed in a chair at the bistro table that was strategically placed on the veranda of their Tuscany inspired family home to allow the afternoon sun to warm whoever sat there during the fall and winter months while enjoying an afternoon glass of a new aromatic white wine from her recently inherited vineyard. She smiled with satisfaction over the events of the week. She’d managed to convince her aunts to back her in having Davina committed to the Sunrise Sanitarium. Not that she needed them to accomplish it, but the fact that they supported her decision gave more validity to it. One never knew when something like that might come in handy.She was a person who was careful to dot her ‘i’s’ and crossed her ‘t’s’ in life. Unlike her twin sister, she took her time to plan out important moves. It was because of her patience, diligence, and devotion to details that she was able to seize the opportunity Davina’s
Davina paced the floor in front of her window while she watched her aunt walk down the flower lined sidewalk to the car that awaited her. A tall, slender man she knew to be Tillie’s driver pulled his body from where he was leaning against the car as he rushed to open the back door and help her slide onto the back seat. When he closed the door, he looked up at her window. Was that a smirk of recognition on his face? She wasn’t sure, but it was enough to make her back away quickly.She’d tried to convince her aunt to help her get free of the institution, but to no avail. Believing that her brother’s child was where she needed to be to get the help required to heal her fragile mental state, her aunt’s visit had been to provide her with a few of her belongings to help make her more comfortable while in her new environment. Davina was tempted to accuse Tillie of knowing that Louella intended to keep her there permanently and the croo
Louella pushed her way across the crowded dance floor while never taking her eyes off her target. Valkyr Draken was a man she’d avoided having contact with due to his perilous reputation. That was about to change. She needed help that only he could give. Sure, there were others in the city, but she didn’t know who they were. He was the only one she knew she could turn to for immediate help in a crisis. So, she put on her best poker face and braved the crowd. She was determined to solicit his help, no matter the cost.His dark eyes hinted of amusement as he watched her battle through the drug induced dancers. They barely noticed as she pushed and shoved them out of her way with such aggression that many lost their balance; yet they continued to dance. It was as if they were under some type of spell. In a way, they were. The mild blend of ecstasy and tik that was slipped in minute amounts into e
Louella immediately poured herself a scotch after limping from the car to the house. She’d been used to the point of worrying about her welfare, but they were clearly adept at taking their victims to the brink of injury without really injuring them. Although she’d contemplated joining an underground S&M club, she never quite got around to it. Her little session with Valkyr and his men cured her of all curiosity on that point. It wasn’t for her. She preferred to be the one in charge who was doing what she wanted, when she wanted.She wasn’t sure, but she thought she’d caught a glimpse of Valkyr’s face when she could finally remove the shirt from her eyes. She could have sworn she saw it transforming from a hideous, distorted looking thing with red eyes to his normal, handsome brown-eyed self. She shook her head as she poured a generous amount of the burning liquid down her throat. She’d clearly i
Davina closed her journal. She’d read through the night as the pages slowly unfolded the events of the year. Very little happened from January to April, other than the continued sightings of the couple on the edge of the forest. She wrote that she was convinced that the couple was the spirits of her parents. She’d never seen a spirit before and had pictured them to be less opaque than the couple she kept seeing. Even so, they had too close a resemblance to her mother and father to be anything but their spirits returned to her. There was also the matter of them disappearing whenever she tried to get close to them. She read the paragraph again.Although I’m convinced that the couple I keep seeing is my parents, I’m a bit frightened by it. I’ve never seen a ghost before and I don’t know as I care to. They were killed in a car crash, but at least they aren’t appearing to me all bashed up lik
When Davina returned to her room a few hours later, she was shocked to find Louella standing in the center of complete disarray. “What have you done?”“Where is it?” Louella huffed.“What are you talking about?” Davina moaned as she raced to salvage journals that were tossed in a way as to damage the binding. “You’ve destroyed my room. Damn, even the bed’s been pulled apart. What’s wrong with you?”“I know Tillie brought it to you. Hand it over,” Louella practically growled.“You need to leave,” Davina said in a tone that caused Louella’s brows to raise in surprise.“For someone who’s locked up in the looney bin by my authority, do you really want to threaten me?”“What difference does it make? You’ll never let me out, anyway,” Davina said vehemently.“True,” Loue