Back My Wicked Vampire
Chapters (24)
  1. Cover
  2. Reality Bites
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Epilogue
  23. Praise for Paranormal Queen Nina Bangs!
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Oh, God, what to say? “Well, you know, some really deep people wear good clothes. You can make up for being clothes-obsessed by gaining depth in other areas.”

Sparkle looked interested. “Really? I never thought of it that way. So I could wear great clothes as long as I helped the stylishly challenged dress with sensual flair?”

Not exactly what Cinn had had in mind. “Yeah, I guess so. It’s the intention that counts. As long as your intent is to help people rather than just embarrass them, it shows depth of character.”

Sparkle clapped her hands. “I can do that. I’ll start with you.”

What had she unleashed? “Umm, I’m happy with my own clothes, if I could find where you put them.”

“In the trash. Too late now.” Sparkle seemed distracted. “I have to get my old clothes back.”

Oh, crap. “I don’t know…”

“It’ll be easy. The charity that made off with all my beautiful things has a store in Galveston. We’ll just go down there tomorrow.”

Cinn was afraid of that.

“What about Airmid?”

“What about her? I don’t think she shops in resale stores.”

Sparkle was being purposely dense. Cinn didn’t have to be a mind reader to figure that out. “I’ll have to stick with you every moment we’re there.”

Sparkled nodded. “This is so great. I can dress like a goddess again.” She paused to consider her words. “Of course, I haven’t seen Airmid’s clothes, so I might actually dress better than a goddess.”

“Okay, we’ve had our talk. Can I get Ganymede’s treats for him?”

“Absolutely not. I’m not finished with our chat.”

Cinn figured Dacian wasn’t the only one capable of insane rages. Her own temper had started to simmer.

“One of my greatest trials while trying to attain depth of character has been denying my true purpose. For thousands of years I’ve brought sexual chaos to the universe. It’s who I am, my reason for being. I’ve denied myself because being the queen of sex and sin is, well, probably shallow in the Big Boss’s eyes.” She turned sad eyes on Cinn.

Cinn knew what Sparkle wanted her to say. And since Cinn wanted to get out of here with Ganymede’s treats sometime before dawn, she chucked honesty in favor of expediency.

“I think you can still mess with people’s sex lives as long as you’re doing it to bring happiness into their lives.”

Sparkle widened her eyes. “But I always do that.”

Cinn crossed her arms over her chest and waited.