Volume One: Bloodsucker Bay
By Rachel Humphrey- D’aigle
Melinda Howard poured a potion into a small glass vial. She used a funnel, as she
did not trust her clumsy, thin fingers to be steady enough. Never mind that she was
already nervous about making this particular potion. If she didn’t get it just right, the
consequences would be fatal to the vampire standing in her kitchen.
Once filled, she removed the funnel, shoved her chin length chestnut bangs behind
her ear and grabbed an already filled dropper, adding the contents within to the vial.
The mixture started bubbling and Melinda smiled, relieved by the outcome of her
potion. When the mixture stopped bubbling a few seconds later, she corked the jar
and tossed it to the vampire.
It went high, threatening to fly over his head and crash into a window. He deftly
jumped into the air, caught it, and landed without a sound.
“Good catch, William!” Melinda said, winking playfully.
The vampire threw Melinda a stern look before drinking the contents of the vial.
“Like you’d miss,” she added, rolling her eyes at him.
“I never miss,” William replied matter-of-factly. He smoothed out his black, button
down shirt, which fit over his trim body perfectly.
“Did it work?” she questioned, her tone more serious.
“It tastes correct,” the vampire replied. He paused to feel the warm sensation the
potion gave him as it forced its way through his veins, like the blood that no longer
willingly pumped its way through his body. “I do believe you did perfect, Melinda,” he
told her after a minute. “Well done.”
She curtsied, nodding in appreciation to her one vampire audience.
