Do you drink blood or are you a psychic vampire?
Five of my sisters are married to humans now. But my sister Foomna, and I are baobhan sith. We are also called dancing vampires. We dance with human men until they fall exhausted, then transform our fingernails to talons, claw them to shreds and lap up their blood.
Are you a magical creature or are you a different species?
I am dark fey, a baobhan sith, which is from Scottish lore. I am a magical being like all fey. I seduce men with my dancing. That’s my biggest magic. Foomna and I have taken up belly dancing and have steampunk costumes. We are in to that now. We learned to belly dance from watching youtube at Sorcha’s house. She married a human. We are going to a Steampunk Con in Glasgow to belly dance.
How do you feel about humans?
I made a firm decision I would never fall in love with a human. I promised my sister Foomna and she promised me that she would never fall in love with a human either. My other sisters are all married to humans. They are crazy.
Where are you from?
I live underhill, which is the Celtic Otherworld where the fey and gods and goddesses live. Foomna and I learned about Steampunk and belly dancing when we visited out sister Sorcha in the Earthly realm. Now we are at a Steampunk Con and we plan to introduce the fey and the gods and goddess underhill to belly dancing and Steampunk.
Do you have a love interest?
Yes, Kade MacLeod the guitarist for the hot Steampunk Band, Golden Gears. His is one sexy guy. His toned muscular body is beautiful. When he strums his guitar his long fingers dance with the vibrating strings. Seductively. He twitches his head so his long hair falls over his face then to the back of his collar again. Limberly, he sways forward, then goes into a back bend. He clutches his guitar like it is a woman he’s making love to. His fingers dance across the strings and up and down the frets. If only he wasn’t human.
What makes you happy?
Foomna and god Diarmuid have fallen in love and are getting married. I’m so happy for her. She’s not marrying a human. She and Diarmuid will continue to live underhill and they both will stay immortal. That makes me happy. And the Steampunk rock guitarist, Kade makes me happy. He’s so sexy. But he’s human and I promised Foomna I’d never fall in love with a human.
Blurb:
The last of the dancing vampire sisters, shimmy and strut their way into belly dancing at a Scottish Steamapunk Con. It’s all sizzle and steam when they get together with a sexy rock guitarist and a hot looking god at the con. Afric swore she’d never love a human but Kade’s got her tied up in Celtic knots with the exotic pleasures of his shibari rope. http://www.amazon.com/Some-Vampires-Shimmy-Dancing-ebook/dp/B00SCQH97G/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1445216750&sr=8-1
Excerpt:
Her gaze settled on a tall man with dark, wavy hair falling to his shoulders. He wore a top hat with goggles on it, which added to his height. His full lips curled into a wide smile on his well-sculptured oval face. She licked her lips.
The song ended and stagehands pulled a glass cage the size of a phone booth from between the huge coils.
“Do we have any volunteers to dance in the cage?”
The moment she heard Di Prima say “volunteers,” Afric thrust her hand in the air and shimmied to draw the bandleader’s attention.
“The steampunk belly dancer in the green dress.” He pointed at her. Chosen to dance in the ArcAttack cage, a thousand bubbles seemed to burst inside her chest. She grasped Foomna in a quick hug, then ran to the side of the stage and up the steps.
“And, Kade MacLeod of Golden Gears, come on up here,” the ArcAttack band leader called out.
Standing on stage, Afric turned her head toward the man joining her. Him. The one who’d caught her gaze. She stepped into the metal-framed glass cage and the statuesque, steampunk musician followed.
Blaring music with jolts of electricity pulsated against the metal as she swayed her hips in front of the glass wall, dancing for the crowd. As she faced him, only an inch of space between them, the heat of Kade’s body radiated into her. A hot shudder coursed through her. His toned, muscular body moved fluidly as he rocked his hips in a matching rhythm to hers. The muscles in her abdomen drew tight. He was hers. This human. She had to have him. Not for his blood…no…. but because of the way he made her blood boil. Gazing into his eyes, she flashed her most seductive smile.
He leaned his head to her ear. “Looks like you and your friend are dancers.”
“She’s my sister.” She shimmied, shaking her entire body for his gaze alone.
Kade’s eyes gleamed, meeting her gaze. “What’s your name?”
“I’m fey. We don’t give our names to just anyone.”
“Whatever you say.” Kade tilted his head and leaned toward her. His hot breath fanned her cheek as he said, “Belly dance for my band as part of our performance at the steampunk ball.”
Her breath grew so shallow it took her a moment to push the word out, but she finally rasped a breathy, “Yes.” She’d dance for him. Any time.
Her entire body tingled when Kade said, “Meet us at eight in the ballroom. For rehearsal.”
The music ended and the cage door opened. Reluctantly, Afric stepped out, but she stood by Kade’s side, not yet ready to walk away from him. “I’ll see you at eight.”
About the Author
Cornelia Amiri, who also writes under the name of Maeve Alpin, is the author of 28 Celtic, Steampunk and Sci-fi romance books. She lives in Houston Texas as does her son and granddaughter and her cat, Severus. Severus is a writer’s cat, he loves books. He likes to knock them off the bookshelf, sit on them, and sniff the open pages. He also uses the computer, he sits on it, lays on top of it, and walks across the key board almost constantly. http://CelticRomanceQueen.com https://www.facebook.com/CelticRomanceQueen, Twitter: @CorneliaAmiri & Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/corneliaamiri/
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