In an instant, Detective Morgan Carbone's life changes from day to night. Sociopath, serial killer and charmer, David McAllister won't reveal where the bodies of several young women are located but Morgan is determined to get answers. She gets more than she bargained for when during an interrogation he attacks her by sinking his teeth into her hand. Though the wound heals quickly and perfectly, it leaves her with an insatiable bloodlust as she has now turned into a werewolf like her serial killer nemesis. With her world no longer as she knew it, she is propelled into a dramatic, action-packed journey that includes being forced to leave the country to kill an ancient vampiress. However, when Morgan sees her intended target, she finds that not only does the woman remind her of her one true love whom she lost years before, but she is falling for her as hard as she did with her former lover. Now Morgan must decide whether to complete her mission or risk her own life by giving in to her heart's desire.
Tiny drops of water found their way through the cracks, making a trail half way across the ceiling, only to fall in a steady drip onto the dungeon. Tiny puddles of water decorated the damp floor. The only light came from several torches and candles that were scattered throughout the room.
Little puffs of smoke came out of her parted lips with every breath she exhaled. The Countess’ smooth ivory hand turned a gold wheel. Her manic black eyes searched the room as though she were trying to find a way to escape the prison inside her mind. Her long auburn locks were styled into a French twist that was slowly coming undone. Little pieces of her hair fluttered at the base of her neck and a long curl graced the side of her pale forehead. She wore a white silk chemise so thin that it looked as though she were using a ghost to cover herself up.
“Do you need anything else, mistress?” Irma, the dwarf, asked.
“No. You may leave,” her mistress replied.
Irma bowed and started to walk out of the room. Before leaving the Countess’ chamber, she lifted her gaze above her mistress’ head. In a glass prison, hanging like a bird cage on the ceiling, a beautiful blonde woman slammed her palms against the unbreakable glass. The only words anyone could make out were please and out.
Irma left the Countess’ bedroom, leaving her to continue her business in private.
Elizabeth Bathory continued turning the golden wheel all the while humming Beethoven’s Fur Elise.
The young girl screamed when she saw rows and rows of sharp blades slowly closing in her. No one heard her screams or pleas. The young blonde huddled in a corner in the fetal position and watched her imminent death approach. She never noticed the tiny drain right underneath her feet.
The Countess continued to hum her melancholic tune and didn’t stop until blood started to fall into her golden bathtub. When the garnet colored liquid stopped flowing, she removed her clothing and sat in the tub. The heat she felt sent a passionate shiver down her spine. Little droplets of blood began to steadily drip from above. Elizabeth moved herself until she was directly underneath it. She opened her mouth wide, her fangs sharp, glinting under the pale moonlight that streamed over her body. Oh, how she worshipped the moon and its waxing and waning. She moaned as a drop of blood fell directly over her tongue.
So sweet.
Elizabeth scooped up a handful of the blood with her hands and poured it all into her mouth. She licked her fingers clean.
“Irma!”
The dwarf appeared and bowed her head.
“Yes, mistress?” she asked.
“Bring me another one just like this one. Sweet,” the Countess said as she scooped a handful of blood and brought it to her lips.
“As you wish.” Irma walked away and went in search of another victim for the Bloody Countess.
Liz DeJesus was born on the tiny island of Puerto Rico. She is a novelist and a poet. She has been writing for as long as she was capable of holding a pen. She is the author of the novel Nina (Blu Phi'er Publishing, October 2007), The Jackets (Arte Publico Press, March 2011) First Frost (Re-realeased through Indie Gypsy Summer 2015), Glass Frost (Re-released through Indie Gypsy Summer 2015), Shattered Frost (Indie Gypsy, Summer 2015) and Morgan (Indie Gypsy, July 2014). Her work has also appeared in Night Gypsy: Journey Into Darkness (Indie Gypsy, October 2012), Twice Upon a Time (Bearded Scribe Press, Winter 2015) and Someone Wicked (Smart Rhino Publications, Winter 2013).
Liz is currently working on a new novel and a comic book series titled Zombie Ever After (Emerald Star Comics, Fall 2014).
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