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Stake That (Blood Coven Vampire #2)(9)
Author: Mari Mancusi

“God!” Jareth interrupts as his eyes flutter open and he looks straight at me for the first time. Though with that accent, it comes out more like, “Gawd.”

“Uh, no,” I correct, though not unpleased at the idea. I like this guy’s style. “I’m not God. At least I’m pretty sure I’m not. Though sometimes as a kid I used to pretend I was Aphrodite. You know, the goddess of love? But really, I’m just—”

“Your Majesty! What are you doing here?” he asks, scrambling off the bed and bowing low from the waist. “This is no place for you.”

Oh-kay then. I stare at him, confused as all hell at this point. Is this some kind of weird role-playing they do here? Creepy. “Uh, no,” I correct, “I’m not a queen or anything, either. I mean, sure, again, I wish. But really I’m just—”

“I know very well who you are, Majesty.” His lips curl into a snarl, his blue eyes now a dark and stormy sea. He looks so angry. I take a cautionary step back. What have I gotten myself into? Does he know I work for Slayer Inc.? Is he going to alert the whole Blood Bar? Am I utterly screwed?

“Uh . . .” I manage, not at my most articulate.

Jareth grabs me by the shoulders, his nails digging into my skin, his gaze boring down on me. I’m shaking like crazy and am this close to bursting into tears. Some cool slayer chick I am. The way he’s got me pinned I can’t even whip out my stake. “Why did Magnus send you? Does he not trust me to get the job done?”

What? I look up at him, meeting his eyes for the first time. Did he just say “Magnus”?

“You know Magnus?” I ask, my voice totally croaky.

This could be bad. Very bad. Is my sister’s boyfriend actually mixed up with the evils after all? Does this mean I have to slay him? Sunny will be so pissed if I slay her boyfriend, baddie or no. But then, I guess in the long run I’d be doing her a favor, right? Saving her from the Dark Side. Like when Luke killed his father, Darth Vader. Sort of. Okay, not really exactly the same.

He gives me a strange look. “Of course. I’m General Jareth of the Blood Coven Army. But you know that.”

“I do?” I rack my brains. Then realization smacks me upside the head. Duh, duh, duh. “Oh! You think that I’m—”

“You know, I must say, I’m quite offended,” Jareth rants, releasing my shoulders and running a hand through his hair. “I can’t believe Magnus doesn’t trust me. Sending his blood mate in to spy on me. And did he really think I wouldn’t recognize you? After that night at Club Fang?”

“Dude, you have the wrong idea,” I interrupt. “If you’d just calm down, I’ll explain. I’m not Sunny. I’m—”

“Insulting. Unbearably insulting. I must go have a word with him this very second.” Jareth pushes by me and heads out the door, slamming it behind him.

“I’m Rayne!” I cry after him. “Her sister.”

He’s so already gone.

I sigh, plopping down on the bed. These mistaken identity things really need to stop. First there was the whole Sunny getting my blood mate and almost becoming a creature of the night, now this. Definitely time to dye my hair black. Or develop an eating disorder like one of the Olsen twins. (Though that would force me to give up French fries.) But I have to do something. Anything to keep me from looking exactly like my sister.

Especially now that she’s the Vampire Queen and I’m the slayer.

POSTED BY RAYNE McDONALD @ 11 P.M.

FOUR COMMENTS:

ButterfliQT says . . .

Wow, Rayne. I can’t believe u went into that place by urself.

Weren’t you afraid they’d, like, kill u or something?

Rayne says . . .

Butterfli, we cannot all live our lives in fear. Some of us have destinies to fulfill. And, um, thanks for reminding me about the potential deathage. I really appreciate the support and encouragement. . . .

Anonymous . . .

Hey, Destiny Girl—you make yourself all high and mighty, but as far as I see it, you’re still at square one. You haven’t figured out anything about Maverick or his plans. You suck.

Rayne says . . .

First off, if you’ve got something to post in my blog, post it as yourself. Don’t hide under anonymity. That’s, like, way lame. Second off, this isn’t some TV drama, where everything’s solved in forty minutes between commercial breaks. Let’s be realistic here. It’s gonna take a few visits before I save the day. But never you fear, oh Anonymous One. I will succeed. After all, I am Rayne, The Vampire Slayer.

7

SUNDAY, JUNE 3, 10 A.M.

Jareth the Jerk-Off

Quick entry before school as I didn’t get to finish telling you the whole story last night. Was way too exhausted. I leave the Blood Bar—not much more I can do tonight—and drive home. I’m exhausted at this point and just want to crawl in bed and get some shut-eye. But as I walk up the steps to the house, I hear a distinct psst coming from the bushes. I turn to look. It’s my sister, Sunny, hiding in a bush.

I scrunch my eyebrows. “What are you—?”

She puts a finger to her lips and motions for me to follow. She leads me across the front lawn and to an elegant black stretch limo I hadn’t noticed parked across the street. I climb inside after her and shut the door. The driver, obscured by a smoked-out glass window, pulls out.

I look around the limo. Whoa. Very elegant. Very vamp. The seats are crushed red velvet and there are crystal decanters filled with crimson liquid. Liquid I can almost guarantee is not some fine merlot.

   
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