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<\/a><\/center>\nHello and Happy New Year! I wasn’t around much in 2020, but I’m looking forward to blogging more this year. There’s no better way to start than with the WeWriWa blog hop. In this hop, writers share 8-10 sentences from one of their stories.<\/p>\n
This week’s snippet is from Bloodbloom, the second story in my Confessions series.<\/p>\n
Thank you for stopping by!<\/p>\n
I can\u2019t keep the wicked smile from my lips. If Lucas heard that thought, we\u2019d <\/strong>probably end up dueling. My bitterness isn\u2019t directed at this place. Not really. It\u2019s just <\/strong>that I\u2019m already restless, and right now my pride stings more than my healing wound. <\/strong>I received this almost lethal injury while protecting Blaxton, the Sovereign <\/strong>Vampire of the USA. I suppose he thinks he\u2019s being kind, removing me temporarily <\/strong>from his personal guard, or more likely, he can\u2019t have a half-healed soldier by his side. <\/strong><\/p>\n About Bloodbloom<\/p>\n (M\/M Erotic Paranormal Romance)<\/p>\n Lance Bloodbloom: For years I\u2019ve served as an agent for the Sovereign Vampire of the USA. Since the demon occupation, I\u2019ve fought on the side of the rebellion. Now I\u2019ve been reassigned to the Savage Sage Club, which is also a safe house for refugees. My dilemma is Cupid — a former prostitute who now runs the club. From the moment I freed him from a sadistic flesh peddler, he stole my heart, but in my line of work, one can\u2019t have a heart. Despite this, when I finally see Cupid again, I doubt I can control my passion for him.<\/p>\n Cupid: The night Lance rescued me from the dungeon where I\u2019d been forcibly turned into a vampire and mercilessly used for blood and sex, I knew I would love him forever. He sent me away, though, to a place where I could recover and build a new life, and I have. I\u2019m no longer a prostitute, and I run a club that is also a haven for members of the rebellion. Lance Bloodbloom is back, and I want him more than ever, so I\u2019ll need to convince him that love is possible, even for a centuries-old warrior.<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/Bloodbloommed-198x300.jpg\")
I stop my car outside of the Savage Sage club and glance at the gray brick <\/strong>building made in the image of a medieval tower. My sigh is more a snort of indignation. <\/strong>Here I am — one of the finest warriors in the rebel army, reduced to nursing his wounds <\/strong>while managing a modern-day brothel.<\/strong><\/p>\n