Pixie Dust (Pixie Dust Chronicles 1)

“You could read him, huh?” He asked. “What exactly are his intentions with you then?”

“Vance.” I scolded.

“Alright, alright I’ll back off.” He looked me up and down as if he were undressing me with his eyes. “Can you read what my intentions are with you right now?” He grinned.

“Omigod, do you ever not think about sex?” I lightly punched him in the arm.

“Not if you’re in the room.” He replied matter-of-factly.

“Oh Lord, what am I going to do with you?” I teased.

He wagged his eyebrows. “I don’t know Karli. That seems to be the million dollar question. What are you going to do with me?”

Oh, if only I knew…………

Read on for a preview of the next installment in the Karli Lane series ……..

A tall, beautiful woman sat down in front of me. All of the men in the bar were definitely taking notice…..and even some of the women. Her short, red dress hugged her tightly toned body. She had a light complexion, with flawless ivory skin and pale blonde hair down to her waist. She was striking….. major supermodel material. Something was off about her though. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but she made me nervous.

“Hi.” I said. “What can I get for you?”

She smiled. “A Bloody Mary would be great. Extra spicy.”

She watched me carefully while I prepared her drink. I sent out my feelers, and found a lot of curiosity coming off of her, with maybe a hint of malice. Yeah, that didn’t help ease my anxiety at all. I decided I needed to figure out what her deal was. “Are you here on vacation?” I asked.

“You could say that.” She replied. She took a sip of her drink and pulled back with a smile. A fangy smile. She looked at my nametag. “Karli, you make one helluva drink. This is the best Bloody Mary I’ve ever had.” She laughed. “It’s almost as good as the real thing.” I suddenly got a quick flash of her standing in a dark room with blood dripping from her mouth.

Damn, my imagination was going into overdrive. I shook it off. “Um, thanks.”

I tried walking away from her but she started talking again. “I can’t believe how much Vegas has changed!” She exclaimed. “I haven’t been here in almost thirty years.”

“What brings you back?” I asked.

“I’m here to see…..an old friend. I heard he’s had quite a lot going for him lately and I wanted to see for myself.”

“An old boyfriend?”

She licked her fangs. “Oh, he was much more than that.”

Chad walked up to the bar before I could respond; He was clearly interested in the beautiful stranger.

“Hey, Kar, can I get

a Corona?”

“Chad.” I said in acknowledgement as I was grabbing a bottle from the fridge.

He gave the blonde an appreciative gaze. “Who’s your delicious friend?”

“Um, I’m sorry I didn’t get your name.” I said to her.

She stood up, returning Chad’s appreciation, and offered her hand. “Chad, is it? It’s very nice to meet you. I’m Maria.” She turned her head towards me, giving me a terribly intense look. Her eyes sparkled with malevolence, as she added, “Maria……….Alexander.”

I dropped Chad’s beer, spilling it all over the floor.

He leaned over the bar. “Oh shit, Kar! You okay?” He asked.

Embarrassed, I looked away, immediately directing all of my attention to cleaning up the mess. I risked a glance at Maria and saw her giving me a satisfied smirk, distinctly aware that I knew exactly who she was. What the fuck is going on?