Ooo….who do you think Christian’s got pinned in this scene?
Last week, I had to say goodbye to my little brother (he’s the one on the far left in front). He died of a sudden heart attack two weeks ago. It’s taken me some time to cope with it, and to realize he’s not here anymore. So many times, I’ve tried to call him to ask him something. You don’t realize how much someone is a part of your life until they’re gone.
I made the video at the end of this post in his memory using some of the last voice mails I had from him, as well as photographs of our family.
He became my brother through adoption. He was abused so badly by his real parents, it left him with a slower mentality than others. He also had tourettes, which gave him horrible ticks that hindered his life in a lot of ways, and was something that made him a target for teasing. But he didn’t seem to mind what people thought of him and never let his disabilities hinder his outlook on life. He was a good person-giving, kind, and always willing to give everything he had to someone in need, even a stranger. Like they said in his funeral mass, he was the definition of “kindness”.
He was also a great entertainer, and loved to dress up and entertain people. He’d dress up as Santa every year and hand out candy canes to people on the street, or give presents to the kids. I remember one year he dressed as Micheal Jackson and danced on the sidewalk in front of the house. He had the creepiest mask, which made it hilarious. It makes me smile thinking of how much I laughed that day–the kind of laughter that had brought me to tears.
He was taken from us too soon, and had so much life to live yet. So many more lives to touch. I will miss the “I love you’s” after every conversation, even voice mails, and all the texts he sent me to just let me know he cared or to check in on me and my boys.
My nephews who grew up with him and were about the same age, saw him as a best friend, and the youngest ones adored him. All of the little ones wanted to hang around with uncle Zach because of his playful nature. This tragedy has been hard on all my family, and is the second huge loss for my family in the past two years (we lost my niece in 2014. There’s a picture of both of them at the end of the video), and we are having a very tough time dealing with it. But I’m not angry like some of them are. I’m sad, but not angry. Things like this happen for no reason and it’s no one’s fault. I thank God for letting him become my brother and getting the gift of his presence for as long as I did.
I love you, Zach. I hope you get to dance with Micheal and the Blue’s Brothers in heaven. I bet you guys would put on a great show. You’ll have to show me when I get there and see you again😉
I’m working on a HUGE project, but it’s still a secret, so I can’t reveal the details yet. And this quote is not from CK 3….
Here it is! Your preview of Christian’s Kisses: Shadow.
A “tense scene” got the most votes, with “Anything with Christian” coming in a close second—–like, it lost by two votes that’s how close it was.
So sorry, you can’t read a sexy scene with your favorite master vampire today (And OMG there’s some SUPER awesome ones in Shadow), you’ll have to wait until the books release. But, I gave you some quotes from him instead.😉
And thanks to everyone who voted! When I get closer to setting a release date for the books, I’ll be sure to let you all know, so look out for that!
Enjoy the excerpt!
“Get on your plane okay?” Addison sounded worried, a few voices in the background making hers a little hard to hear. He could hear Christian talking, but it didn’t sound like she was sitting next to him.
“Leaves in a bit.” He tossed his cigarette to the ground, grinding it into the pavement. As he scanned the space ahead of him, he saw a few figures approaching. Licking his lips, he glanced around again cautiously.
The parking lot was pretty desolate on this side of the airport, so it seemed odd such a large group of people were gathered together. He studied them with sharp eyes, trying to see if he could make out any faces. He knew all the hunters here, but none of these men were anyone he knew.
Ever since the attack on the manor, Josh was a little high strung. He hadn’t seen a Nightwalker yet, and he’d be glad never to.
Addison continued, “Where are you going? Christian said—“
“I gotta go, Addy. I’ll call you when I get there, ‘kay?” Josh then hung up. He shoved his phone back in his pocket, then started walking briskly toward the door.
As soon as he turned his back, he was jumped from behind. One of the attackers started choking him and dragging him away from the building, Josh frantically trying to break free. He spit out his false teeth and sunk his fangs into the man’s arm. When he tasted the spoiled blood of a corpse, he recoiled, Josh ripping the man’s arms off him.
Running as fast as he could, Josh took off. He knew if there was one Nightstalker, there were a few more. And there was. A whole gang of the uglies, most likely stragglers from the attack the other night.
Josh wiped at his lips, the taste of curdled blood still lingering in his mouth. He felt a slight tingle to go with it, his tongue feeling a bit numb. He knew Nightstalkers’ blood was poison to vampires, but he didn’t know how much. And because he was on such high alert, he didn’t have time to worry about it. He needed to find an exit. Now.
Like a raging lion, he began fighting off the foes. Ripping through their soft, rotten flesh with his sharp fangs, Josh overpowered them and plowed through each one that stood in his path.
And right now, he seemed to be winning. He took down a few on his way out to the parking lot. He knew better than to bring this fight inside the airport.
This was also the first time the Nightstalkers had attacked in a public place that he knew of. That meant they didn’t care if they were seen. This was not good and Josh didn’t want to stick around to find out why, or meet the one leading this pack of undead. If Shadow was here, too, he would be in big trouble.
A few caught up to him, the Nightstalkers running at super human speed. Even the ones he wounded had shaken off the normally fatal wounds, and came at him like rabid wolves.
Instead of fighting back anymore, Josh knew it was time to retreat. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, and with his vampire blood, he was able to out run the Nightstalkers.
Finally, he had lost them, and was able to reach a safe place before he collapsed. He stopped near a small donut shop. Standing against the building, he paused to catch his breath. His shaky hands took out his phone. He was feeling sick, his stomach turning.
Then, he felt it. A great burning in his throat. In his fight, he didn’t know how much Nightstalker blood he had ingested. But now he realized it had been too much.
He started to vomit, Josh’s face reddened. His vision was blurry, Josh feeling like he were about to faint. A figure shot out of the darkness, slamming him against the wall. Josh’s eyes settled on the man’s face. It was covered by a demon mask, the man wearing a cocky smile, large fangs protruding from his bluish lips.
He looked like an elite. One of Josh’s own. But this man was not just an elite. No…he couldn’t be an elite. This man possessed demonic powers. Josh could feel it. That icy kiss of hell’s blue flame emanating from this man. Hanging around him like a dark, heavy shroud.
The man chuckled, the sound of his sadistic laugh echoing in Josh’s head. Josh couldn’t move, the man’s hands now the only thing that kept him standing. This man’s touch felt like ice, his fingers burning the elite’s flesh.
This had to be Shadow. The one Christian had been searching for. Josh knew he was in big trouble, and though his brain screamed at his body to move and resist the demon, Josh couldn’t. He was paralyzed, his skin feeling like it was being pricked by a million tiny needles—each one going so deep, he could feel it in his bones.
“Sleepy, sleepy, Joshy….” Baring his fangs, Shadow chuckled with his excited words. He sunk his teeth into the soft flesh of Josh’s neck. Josh opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out.