Five for Friday

Blogfests! They’re all over the place this month! So this week’s Five for Friday is all about blogfests. What I’ll be doing this month (I hope you’ll join the fun!):

  1. Amalia T’s Dream Sequence Blogfest – Today, June 4
  2. Rachel Bateman’s Beach Scene Blogfest – Saturday, June 5
  3. Sangu Mandanna’s Character Interview Blogfest – Tuesday, June 15
  4. Michelle Gregory’s Share Your Darlings Blogfest – Thursday, July 1
That’s only 4, you say? Of course, this is Five for Friday. Not Four for Friday! What’s number 5? My entry for the Dream Sequence Blogfest!
I wrote this sometime last year and it was at one time on my website. This is a dream Alexis had the night she met Tristan. You can read that night over at the Promise excerpts at www.IHavePromise.com. The dream means nothing. Seriously. Don’t go reading anything into it. It’s just her fascination with “mythical” creatures getting the best of her.
Warning: It’s not really that good. I read it now and wonder what the heck I was on while writing it. But I realized all my other dreams give too much away. So here you go…

We sat on the beach by Mom’s cottage at sunset, but neither of us paid attention to the vivid colors in the sky or the whispering waves of the Gulf of Mexico quietly sliding over the sand. Our eyes were on each other. His were sparkling as he smiled slightly, seductively. He lifted his hand to my face and stroked his fingertips across my cheek. I shivered, though all I could feel was warmth spreading over my skin.

“Beautiful,” he murmured in his low, sexy voice.

And I was beautiful in my dream. Not my normal, ordinary self. Chestnut hair, striking mahogany eyes, perfect features…I was as beautiful as my stunning (and somehow forever young) mother. But I was definitely me – my pounding heart and shallow breathing confirmed that.

He leaned in and his mouth pressed against mine, kissing me gently at first, his satiny lips sliding so softly against mine. But as the heat built, the kisses became longing and searching. I opened my mouth slightly and he tasted even more delightful than I expected, like his scent, but intensified. It filled my mouth, coating the back of my throat and I couldn’t get enough of it. I kissed him hungrily, my hands caressing his face and sliding back into his hair, pulling his hard body against me.

We were abruptly lying in the sand. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from Tristan’s. As he kissed me, his hand slowly, lightly trailed down my side to my waist, then slid under me at the small of my back, pressing me against him. His mouth moved over my chin…along my jaw…down to my throat…kissing and tasting and sucking.

He looked up at me, his eyes smoldering. And that’s when I noticed the fangs. They made perfect sense to my dream-self. He was too beautiful, too perfect to be human, after all.

I smiled to show him I wasn’t scared. His eyes glinted before he bent his head again, his mouth at my throat. My body trembled with anticipation. I wanted him to bite me. Then I felt the pierce and a small sound, a mixture of pain and pleasure, escaped my lips.

He looked up again at my reaction. I could feel the wound already healing – that’s what my body did, healed itself. His eyes sparked as they caught mine, then they darted to the disappearing bite mark on my throat. The fangs disappeared. He was just Tristan again, the Tristan I met in class that night, though saying he was just Tristan was like saying Brad Pitt was just Brad Pitt. But now Tristan’s inhumanly beautiful face was filled with disgust at what my body did. Then suddenly he was gone.

And the pain of loss and betrayal ripped through my body.

“No!” I awoke with a start, disoriented for just a moment.

Of course, I thought as my heart settled down. What else could I expect? Guys like Tristan and girls (freaks) like me just didn’t happen. I just needed to forget about him.

If he would only let me…

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13 Responses to Five for Friday

  1. thanks for mentioning my blogfest.

    kissing scenes are always good, even if they’re dreams. and one that ends with a bite… adds a new element.

  2. Oooo, I loved this. Even if it doesn’t “mean” anything, it was gripping. It had that dream quality of her subconscious showing her what she wanted and then being practical as she started to wake.

    Very interesting.

  3. stu says:

    It was nice, and at least gets across the potential conflicts between the characters.

  4. Talli Roland says:

    Wow, you’re going to be a busy bee with those blogfests!

    I enjoyed reading this! Very intense.

  5. Hmm, was this a dream, or an actual first encounter? Very cool to leave me guessing. Nice sequence…rb

  6. Heather says:

    You lie, this is great! I love his name too, Tristan, ah, it just sounds sexy!

  7. So vampiric is fine and to heal so quickly isn’t? Surely they are an ideal pair.
    I loved your dream it really drew me in.

  8. Tessa Conte says:

    Very nice – and sexy! I like how she says that the fangs make perfect sense to her dream self…so she doesn’t know about vampires yet? ; )

  9. Amalia T. says:

    I thought it was really fascinating that she could heal herself. I definitely think she’d make a good match for a vampire if that is the case 🙂

    Thanks for participating!!

  10. Kissing and fangs and sexy. What a lovely dream sequence. 🙂

  11. Very intriguing. I thought not much would repulse a vampire, but apparently self-healing skills do… Nice work!

  12. Kris & Kels says:

    I like the JUST Brad Pitt part, lol. Very very nice 🙂

    <3 Kelsey Leigh

  13. Dawn Embers says:

    Seems like a somewhat decent scene to me. May not be your best writing ever, but it came out well enough. I like the part about how she looks different in the dream as opposed to reality. I can relate to that as when I’m actually myself and female in my dreams (which isn’t all that often) I rarely am plus-sized like I am in reality. Nice touch.

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