Halloween in May: The Meeting
By Selena Illyria
© 2009 Selena Illyria, All Rights Reserved
Interracial, Holiday, Magic and Mayhem
“Halloween party in May, what else will they think of? I can’t wait for the Christmas in July party,” Sadie thought. She checked the slip of paper by the soft golden glow of the overhead porch light.
“Two-twenty-two Nightingale Park, this is the place.”
She rang the bell and waited. Nothing. There wasn’t even loud music to indicate that a party was going on, nor were there cars parked out front of the house. Maybe they magicked them away, she wondered and glanced over her shoulder. Vampiropolis, bathed in soft Silverlight of the full moon. It was a gorgeous sight to behold especially the Blood Tower, rising above the rest of the buildings with its illuminated dials showing that it was midnight.
Sadie pulled out her phone and with the guidance of the back light she scrolled through her numbers and hit speed dial.
“Hey, Lida, it’s Sadie. The party is at Two-twenty-two Nightingale Park right? Well I’m here and no one is answering the door.” She pressed the button again. The muffled sound of a bell ringing through the house could be heard and yet there was no rush of footsteps or someone calling out, “I’m coming, I’m coming.”
“I just rang it again. Nothing. Maybe I’m early. I know you’re running late. Wait hold on, I hear something.” A pounding sound coming toward her could be heard and then the door was thrown open by a man wearing a Wolfman costume. He was holding a cup of something that seemed to be steaming.
“Sorry about the delay, come in,” he said in a gruff voice, stepped back and gestured for her to step past him.
Something about him made her uneasy. She swallowed. “Lida, the door has been opened by the Wolfman.”
Sadie gazed up at the man, very intimidated. The costume looked so authentic from the torn plaid shirt and ripped jeans to the back paws and the clawed, furry hands wrapped around the steaming cup.
“I’m Dave from accounting. I’m a werewolf. They did tell you everyone was gonna come as they are.” He pointed into the room. She stuck her head through the doorway to see quite a few people in their animal form, all on their hind legs, wearing clothing. They all held cups of steaming something or other. The sight did little to put Sadie at ease but then again she still wasn’t used to being around so many paranormal, magickal and mythological beings.
She swallowed, “Sorry, I’m still getting used to being in Vampiropolis. Um, do I give this to you?”
Sadie held out a small wrapped box that was supposed to go to the birthday person. Dave bent over and sniffed the box. He looked up at her, his eyes lit up.
“Oh, chocolate and the good stuff too. Oh, he’s gonna love that. Baby? Baby, where are you?” Dave looked around and gestured for someone to come to the door. A man dressed in voluminous robes, wearing a pointed hat came over to Dave. His long red hair fell around his shoulders in waves and his features were obscured by the large brim of the hat.
“Baby, look what…Um what’s your name?” He took a sip of his drink and both men looked at her. She shifted under their scrutiny.
“Sadie, I work in Lida Sandros’ boutique. She invited me.”
“Oooh, yes, Lida, so much fun. Anyway, look at what Sadie brought you for your birthday.” Dave took the box from her and held it out to the wide brim man. He picked it up from his lover and shook it.
“Chocolate. We should have fun with that later. Come, come in. I know it doesn’t look like we’re having a party but, if we play the music too loud and don’t use shielding the neighbors complain. As for the cars, I just miniaturize them and put them on a shelf until everyone is ready to go. Is that your car?” The wide brim man pointed past her to the Mini Coop parked in front of the house.
“Um yeah.” She looked over her shoulder at her car and got an uneasy feeling. Her eyes widened as she watched the car shrink in size until it was just a toy that was now floating in the air. Whirling around she saw wide brimmed hat man with a wand make a few quick hand gestures and then the car was in the palm of his hand.
“There you go, all shrunken in size. Don’t worry it won’t get crushed or anything.” He pocketed, her now toy car and beckoned for her to come inside. “Don’t want you to get a cold. May be Spring but it’s been crazy lately and the teenager wizards and witches got their first lesson in changing the weather. So you can bet experiments in abundance.”
Wolfman grabbed Sadie’s hand and pulled her into the house. The feel of the silkiest fur that she’d ever touched combined with the slight prick of his claws was a disconcerting feeling. The unease only increased as she took in the other party guests. Some were in shifted from, some were dressed like wide brimmed hat man and then there were the people she thought were human until they flashed fangs.
Each new revelation was one shock after another. It was overwhelming. She had thought she knew what she was getting into when she’d taken the job at Lida’s boutique in Vampiropolis, unfortunately that wasn’t the case. Stories, movies and brief brushes in the work places had not prepared her to experience everything at once.
“You okay?” A gruff voiced asked. The sound was similar to Wolfman at the door but deeper. She looked up to find a man dressed in jeans and button down shirt. His short hair done in a just-rolled-out-of-bed style so common now, his features had that chiseled matinee idol look with light brown hair and large vivid blue eyes.
“Don’t worry. I won’t go all furry on you. I’m just your average werewolf, brother of Matt over there.” He nodded his head the “Matt” the Wolfman that had answered the door.
“Why aren’t you-” She started.
“All furry? Cause I don’t get a kick out of scaring the mortals. See?” He nodded to a group of scared looking people dressed for the office holding shaking glasses of steaming whatever.
“And you are?” Sadie asked, feeling at ease for the first time since arriving at the party.
“I’m Crispin and you are?” He held out his hand and she took it.
“I’m Sadie.” She shook his hand.
“Ah, Lida’s friend. She was so excited you were coming tonight. She wanted you to have some fun in your first week here. I hope we deliver.” Matt gave her a dazzling smile.
Sadie found herself smiling back. A sense of warmth filled her and she began to relax even more. She felt safe with Crispin.
“Do you want something to drink? I wouldn’t recommend the Witch’s Brew Punch. You’ve never had anything from the Magickal community before so I don’t know how you’ll react. So how about something safe like regular punch? I should warn you it’s spiked with some vodka.” He gave her a warm smile and she relaxed even more.
“Sure, I’ll take some of that.”
Crispin nodded and stood up. She found herself watching his retreat with much interest.
“Found someone to cuddle with?”
Sadie jumped up from her seat to find Lida standing next her, dressed head to toe in a black, leather skin tight cat suit with cat ears and a tail that moved. Her hands were the only thing not covered. She scooted around Sadie’s seat to sit down and cross her longs legs showing her deadly looking spiked stiletto lace up boots with silver heels. She sipped a pink drink and tossed her curly blond hair over her shoulder.
“He is cute. You should get to know him better,” Lida suggested. “Before one of those bitches over there tries to snap him up.”
Lida glared at the group of half shifted werewolves females were congregated in the corner looking like an awful mix of fur and fashion colliding and not quite working out.
“Oh I don’t know…” Sadie’s voice trailed off not sure what to say. She was so new the paranormal aspect of life. Was there some sort of etiquette in befriending a shifter male? She wondered.
“Don’t worry about offending anybody,” Lida said as if reading her mind, “We paras date who we want when we want. End of story. So go on, flirt, have fun otherwise I’ll embarrass you. Do you really want me to do that?” Lida’s perfectly plucked eyebrow rose in question. Sadie shook her head as she remembered her first day at the shop where Lida had introduced to her every attractive, available and straight male client as her new mortal assistant who was single and on the prowl. Admittedly, Sadie had never gotten so many phone numbers in her life but still it was embarrassing.
“I thought so. Go on, shoo, shoo. I have some entrees to devour and Devon, the birthday boy hasn’t gotten his spanking yet.” Lida rose and wobbled a little before righting herself and tottering off.
Sadie looked over to the drink area and took in Crispin again. She studied him very carefully and smiled. He looked like just the type of guy she went for, cute but there was an underling mischievous streak there. He seemed genuinely nice and she was comfortable around him.
“I do want to get to know him,” she said aloud.
“So do I.”
She shrieked and looked to her left then her right and saw no one. After a second just the head of man with a mop of curly ink black hair, pale skin and black eyes floated next to her.
“Too bad I don’t have a body and I don’t think he’s in to men,” the floating head sighed. “Good luck.”
He then vanished from sight and Sadie felt uneasy all over again.
“I saw what happened. Sorry about that. Someone says Halloween and all the ghosties and ghoulies come running. Here, this should help ease your nerves.” Crispin handed her a glass and she took it and drank the contents down, wincing at the after burn.
“Whoa, slow down. There’s more where that came from. Come on, let’s go outside. Despite the brats from the Magickal Academy screwing the weather we should be fine.” He held out his hand and she took it.
“Okay, but promise not to go all furry, please? The full moon is tonight and…”
He interrupted her. “Don’t worry about that. Come on. I want to get to know you better.”
Crispin pulled her out of the house and into the spacious backyard. The first thing she saw was the forest dusted in silver by the moonlight as small white petals fell from the sky.
“Oh my God! Wow!” Sadie whirled around laughing at the unbelievable sight.
“Looks like someone thought to combine Spring Flowers with snow fall.”
A soft floral perfume, the fragrance of which she had never smelled before swirled around her and she giggled.
“This a better experience than the paranormal parade in there?” Crispin asked.
She nodded. “It was just so overwhelming. I’m still getting used to all of this. I come from a small town where the population of paranormal beings is three, a family of werebats, that only come out at night. Good people but very hard to get to know.” She laughed.
“So, where are you from?”
“You’ve never heard of it, I promise you, it’s a small town down south.” Sadie bent down and picked up a petal, brushing the softness over her palm.
“Do you miss it?”
“Mysterious. I like that. So what brings a beautiful human like you to Vampiropolis?”
Sadie turned and looked at him and she began to laugh. “Are you trying to charm me?”
“No and don’t change the subject. Why did you come here of all places. There are other paranormal cities you could have gone to. Hell one has flying carpets. Why this one?”
“What is this, twenty questions?” She laughed.
“Answer the questions or give me something to work with otherwise I won’t have to interrogate you. Goddess, getting information from you is like pulling teeth,” he groaned.
She giggled and walked over to him.
“I came here for a job opportunity and a new start. I left behind a bad relationship and an overbearing family. I just wanted to break free of all that. Your turn. Why is a handsome werewolf like yourself hanging out with a boring mortal like me?”
“Well, I think this mortal is beautiful and interesting and better company than the rowdy bunch in there.” Just as he spoke the sound of shattering glass pierced the air and curses could be heard coming from inside.
They both laughed.
“And outside is much quieter than inside. Also, I’m single, no children, never been married and I have a good job as baker for Magickal Sweets. Anything else I left out?” Crispin took a drink. His eyes glittered with amusement causing her to smile.
“Do you live with your mother?” She asked, deciding to play along.
“No, no and no, I could never…I’d never hear the end of it.” He leaned into her, his voice dropping to a whisper, “I’m a bit of a slob but don’t tell Sadie that otherwise, how will I get her to come back to my apartment with me?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I can be very charming and persuasive.”
“Really, when do I get to see this charming, persuasive side of you?”
“You’ll have to go out with me to see.” Crispin reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. She landed with a soft oomph against his hard body. Tilting her head up, she smiled at him, her body warm. She felt so relaxed she could fall asleep. But not yet. First she wanted a kiss. As if reading her mind he bent his head down.
“You know,” he whispered, his breath fanning her lips. “I don’t normally do this.”
“Do what?” she asked.
“Kiss someone I barely know.”
“You haven’t kissed me yet,” she replied.
“Let’s rectify that.”
The kiss was soft, sweet and gentle. The tip of his tongue traced the seam of her lips and she sighed, allowing him entrance. The heat inside of her blazed to life starting from her stomach and spread. Sadie rose up on tip toe, wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body full against his.
He groaned and slid his hands down to her ass, cupping the full mounds. Crispin ground his erection against her stomach causing liquid heat to pool in her aching cunt. The kiss morphed into a demanding bumping of teeth and scraping of lips. He rocked his body against her, mimicking the act of sex, sending arousal shooting through her system. Her cunt clenched and she groaned wanting to take this to another level.
She jumped and he held onto her tightly. They both looked up to find fireworks in jewel tones exploding in the sky. Sadie watched amazed, only to start shrieking as it began to rain tiny glass beads on them.
Crispin laughed. “I take it, its fate’s way of saying go slow. So what do you say how about an actual date tomorrow night, say seven? You work with Lida so I can pick you up from the boutique.”
Sadie grinned, “Seven it is and don’t get presumptuous.”
He stole another kiss. “Time to go inside. Why don’t I drive you home? You look like you’re about to fall asleep.”
Crispin stepped back and took her hand and led her back into the house. All in all this was the best day Sadie’d had since she first got to Vampiropolis. Things were looking up.
I/R Author Selena Illyria was born with an overactive imagination. She loves to write stories featuring futuristic cities that can only be imagined, visit island kingdoms of vampires/dragons, giggle with mischievous pixies, peek in on faeries looking for their mates, check up on the naughty staff of an exclusive academy, and sigh over how in love a powerful business exec is with his wife. She can't wait to write stories with her talented, creative and wonderful CPs, Celia Kyle and Shara Cooper.
When she's not writing, she loves to read books of many different genres. She also loves to watch some of her favorite movies (too many to be named) and television shows. She also loves to listen to some of her favorite musical artists. All of these things help inspire her to write.
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