The Mortal One
by Shannon Bell
My heart stopped beating. “We can be friends,” he breathed, his lips intensely intimate along my neck. His lips hesitated over my throat. “Or we can be more.”
My nerves kicked into high gear. More? More what? I had to keep reminding myself of what he was. I also had to remind myself to inhale and exhale. He was playing with my emotions. One moment he was charming and the next, well, that was the question. I fought internally with how to respond. I wasn’t even sure if I could respond with his mouth so close to me.
Shannon has a Bachelor's degree in Creative Writing from the University of Central Florida as well as an online degree in vampirology. She is a full-time writer and currently hard at work on her next novel.