Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Hello, I'm a vampire. How may I help you?

Have you ever thought about what the world would be like if paranormal was reality? I’m talking Vampires, demons, werewolves, shapeshifter, and zombies, just to name a few. And what if these creatures lived amongst us like normal average everyday Joes and Joans.  Your next door neighbour is a shifter and you invite him over for coffee all the time. You’re standing in the grocery line and the cashier is a demon. The late night security guard was a vampire.  A Blood and raw meat store would be as common as a convenience store. A place where zombies could go and have all the brains they want with no consequences.

Now, of course these creatures couldn’t take whatever they want, suck blood from humans or chase their victims down on a full moon. There would be consequences. Jail for the paranormal.  Naturally there would have to be more officers out on parole while there’s a full moon.

Call me weird, but I think about it all the time.  There are times I’ll see a person at the mall and think just how much they look like a vampire. You know what I’m talking about. That guy with the dark hair, pale skin, dark eyes. Or the chick standing beside you in the elevator talking to her companion and you notice how pointy her teeth are.  What about that guy who has so much hair on his body it’s hard to tell if there really is flesh beneath it.  How about the guy in the cubical next to you. You know the one. He’s got his head down, his hair is frazzled, and he’s mumbling to himself. Zombie. Yeah, see, you know what I mean.  What a different world it would be.

Now you’re probably thinking, “Wait, Shiela. If this were reality, then the vampires, werewolves and demon race would become extinct without them recruiting.” Yes, I’ve thought about that. So here is my take on it. Just like we have blood donor clinics, there could be a Volunteer Your Life program.  Here a dying person could go in and surrender their humanity to a vampire, a demon or a shifter. Werewolves of course procreate so therefore their race would still carry on.  But picture it. Someone has just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. But wait, their still young and have so much life left in them. Why not commit yourself to becoming a vampire, demon or shifter. Of course, the individuals would have to fill out a lengthy form, sign a consent form and so forth. And let’s say there is a law put in place where these creatures can only create a limited amount. That way we wouldn’t be overrun by vamps demons and shifters.

See, I’ve thought way too much about this. But wait, that’s not all. I actually wrote about this very thing. In my novel, Consuming the Darkness, Jacobs Cove is exactly that. A paranormal friendly city. They are governed by laws and those that break the rules do time in prison just like average humans.  Do you think you could live in a world were what we fear the most walk amongst us? You know my opinion. Now tell me yours. Leave a comment and you could win an ecopy of Consuming the Darkness.

Here’s a look at the story.

Consuming the Darkness: Bk 6 in the Darkness series.

He needs your heart to live.

In Jacob’s Cove, where death is as common as apple pie, a serial murderer is a first. Lieutenant Sienna Storm, the town’s newly minted homicide detective, is eager to prove she’s up to the job of tracking down the demon who rips out his victims’ still-beating hearts. Even if it means using her innate ability to connect with him through his blood.

Detective Nathan Powers lost his partner to the aptly named Heartless Killer, and the trail of bodies leads him straight to Jacob’s Cove. However, this is no typical small town. It’s a strange world populated with bloodthirsty demons and run by a vampire. Still, the leggy blonde Sienna is a pleasant distraction. Until he discovers she’s after the same killer—and she’s not sharing.

Minds clash as the hunt intensifies, but the more they run into each other, the harder it is to stay apart. Together they discover not only clues, but a searing need that rises higher by the day.

That need may be their downfall when Nathan becomes the killer’s next target, and Sienna must risk everything to get him back.


“Behind you! Get down.”
The gun came up in his hand, aimed at her head. She felt the presence of the vampire as he jumped out from behind the dumpster. As she spun around to take him down, the gun fired, hitting the vamp in the right shoulder. He jerked back, screeching like a banshee.
“What the hell are you doing?” she yelled at the man with the gun as she ran to the vamp. “Daisy, stay!” Daisy sat as she’d been instructed while Sienna knelt down beside the screaming vamp. She pressed her knee to the vamp’s bleeding shoulder to ensure that he wouldn’t move. “You are under arrest for breaking the laws of human and vampire and will be detained in the local jail while awaiting trial.”
“You’re a cop?” the guy behind her responded.
“Yeah, I’m a cop. Oh, stop your screaming already,” she yelled at the vamp, then flipped him onto his belly and pulled his arms to his back, pinning them in one hand while she searched for her handcuffs. “Damn it, why don’t I have my cuffs on me. Wanna tell me why you were about to attack me?”
“I wasn’t…honest…I was only…out for a walk. Yeah, I was walking. I’m going to sue the cops for harassment. I was minding my own. Fuck, my shoulder is killing me. Police brutality!”
“Shut the hell up. No one gives a damn.”
Sienna glanced up to see a set of shiny silver handcuffs dangling down before her. Glancing up, she took a moment to survey the gentleman and noticed he wasn’t bad on the eyes. His dark brown hair was messed up but somehow looked natural. And wow! The guy had a hell of a body. Broad shoulders, wide chest, and narrow waist. His face was pretty decent to look at, even with that thin line of hair over his upper lip that ran down the sides of his mouth to cover his chin. He had nice eyes, dark, round, with long lashes. “I’d prefer a regulation set rather than your bondage toys.”
“These are regulation. I’m a detective. Nathan Powers,” he introduced in a deep, throaty voice that sounded as if he’d had one too many cigarettes.
The vamp squirming beneath her, she took the cuffs. Before slapping them on the vamp’s wrists she made sure they were regulation. Flipping him onto his back, Sienna pinned him with her knee as she had before. “Don’t try anything stupid.”
“Bitch!” the vamp spat.
“What the hell’s with the yellow contacts and fake fangs?”
Sienna glanced over her shoulder as she responded to the detective. “What? You’ve never seen a vampire before?”
“A what?”
“A vampire.”
“I heard you. I thought I’d seen it all, but I guess not. Now we’ve got junkies playing vampire,” The detective chuckled with a shake of his head.
One look at the guy told her he was serious. “Oh jeez, he’s a virgin.” She rolled her eyes. “I told you to shut up.” She yanked the screaming vamp to his feet. “This is a vampire, not a fake, the real deal and if you plan on being in Jacob’s Cove for any amount of time you might want to be on the lookout for them. Some of them refuse to abide by the new laws. Isn’t that right, screamer?”
“Seriously though, he’s a vampire like the blood-sucking kind?”
“Don’t know any other kind.”
“Shouldn’t you like…you know, jam a wooden stake through his heart? I can’t believe I just said that.” He laughed boldly.
Was he for real?
She didn’t care for the sarcasm in his voice. “Neither can I. We prefer to rehabilitate them rather than turning them to dust.” Holding the vamp in one hand, she pulled her cell phone out with the other and dialed the station. “Lieutenant Storm here. I have a rogue vamp I need brought in.”
“I wasn’t doing anything, you stupid bitch.”
She clamped onto the squirming vamp a little tighter as she gave her location. She slipped her phone back into her shirt pocket when she was through and gave the vamp a hard shove against the dumpster. “Right, you were only skulking in the dark because you needed a smoke, right?”
“It’s a free world last time I looked.”
“Sure, except when you’re attempting to drink someone dry. Save it for the judge; I’m done listening.”
“You can’t prove anything. I’m innocent.”
“Do you know what I am?” she asked as she leaned in real close. “I’m a Tejakkan which means I have precog abilities. I saw you moments before you jumped out and I saw just what you’d planned to do so save your ‘I’m innocent’ act for someone who gives a damn.”
“That’s right and remember it.”
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Jessica Subject said...

I very much think those we fear could walk among us, but I'm not thinking paranormal. ;)

Although there was this guy in high school who called himself Lestat and walked around in a trench coat with a jar of some red liquid. No lie. But I don't think any creature like that would readily admit what they were.

All the best!

Michael Matthews Bingamon said...

If only the world were as half as interesting as the artists see it. I do enjoy your attention to detail to make the unreal seem possible.

The mundane is what drives me to write and recapture some of that childhood wonder.

Shiela Stewart said...

Lestat? Really? Now that would have been priceless to see. Some people are so weird. LOL Thanks for popping in Jessica.

Michael, great to see you again.
Thanks for the compliment. I try to make my worlds as interest8ing as possible.
Thanks for stopping in!