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Authors: J. S. Scott
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for her whole wedding
night… and beyond.
~*~The End~*~
If you enjoyed “Ethan’s Mate” I hope you’ll check
out the other stories of The Vampire Coalition:
Book 1 – Ethan’s Mate
Book 2 – Rory’s Mate
Book 3 – Nathan’s Mate
Book 4 – Liam’s Mate
Book 5 – Daric’s Mate – To be released in Winter
2013
Please visit me at http://www.facebook.com/authorjsscott
You can write to me at
[email protected]
You can also tweet @AuthorJSScott
The following is the first chapter from Rory’s Mate
(Book Two: The Vampire Coalition)
Chapter 1
Callie Marks sighed as she looked at the wedding cake
on the table next to her. She really wanted a piece. It was from
one of the best pastry kitchens in the city of Denver. Chocolate
marbled with a mousse filling and chocolate frosting.
No. No cake. She had already eaten enough from
the incredible gourmet buffet at this reception to feed an army.
The last thing she needed was a piece of that cake with enough
calories to add a little more jiggle to her ass.
Callie had always been what one of her nicer foster
mothers had called “curvy” when she was a teenager. Callie called
it what it was…she was plump. She was constantly battling an extra
fifteen pounds that she didn’t need on her body and was generally
defeated by the call of delicious chocolate, rich foods and
scrumptious appetizers.
I certainly went into one of the best fields to keep
my weight down. I just had to be a chef.
She was head chef for a very highly regarded
restaurant. Quite an accomplishment for a woman who was only
twenty-seven years old. She loved her job. She loved to feed
people. There was nothing better than creating a new gastronomical
delight.
Callie pushed her plate away from her. It was
completely empty. She sat back in her chair at the bride’s table to
watch the bride and groom dance.
Brianna Cole was her best friend. She had just gotten
married after a whirlwind courtship to Ethan Hale, a rich, gorgeous
and charming man. They looked so incredibly happy. Ethan looked
entirely enchanted with his beautiful, slender, blonde haired
bride.
Callie let out a long breath and tried not to feel a
twinge of envy. She loved Brianna like a sister and wanted her
happiness more than anything. Bri had been suffering from a rare
form of leukemia that seemed to be in remission. Callie prayed it
wouldn’t return. She still had nightmares about the dark days of
Brianna’s illness and trying to come to terms with losing the only
person she had who was like family to her, even though they weren’t
blood-related.
Being even the slightest bit jealous is just selfish
after what Brianna has been through. She deserves this fairy tale
wedding and the man of her dreams.
Callie acknowledged that she was a tiny bit
selfish. She just couldn’t help it. But she genuinely was extremely
happy to have her best friend happy and healthy.
She smoothed down the skirts of her blue maid of
honor dress. It was a lovely pale blue with shimmering accents of
pink. Brianna had let her pick the style, a fact for which Callie
was highly grateful. She had chosen a high waisted, elbow length
style that would hide her plump figure. Callie loved the dress. Too
bad she would probably never wear it again.
She frowned at the thought, reaching up to tug at a
stray curl of her dark, wayward hair. She had swept it up in a
chignon, but it was curly and long. Tendrils escaped and curled
around her face. She hadn’t looked in the mirror, but she was
pretty sure her hair was a disaster.
With her dark brown eyes, hair and fair skin it was
hard to detect what her origins were. Callie really didn’t know
because she was a foundling. Abandoned in a local park and never
claimed, she was turned over to children’s services and had gone
the rounds of foster parents. She had never been adopted.
Callie jumped as a large, dark hand slid a plate
across the table that stopped directly in front of her. She had
been so engrossed in her
night… and beyond.
~*~The End~*~
If you enjoyed “Ethan’s Mate” I hope you’ll check
out the other stories of The Vampire Coalition:
Book 1 – Ethan’s Mate
Book 2 – Rory’s Mate
Book 3 – Nathan’s Mate
Book 4 – Liam’s Mate
Book 5 – Daric’s Mate – To be released in Winter
2013
Please visit me at http://www.facebook.com/authorjsscott
You can write to me at
[email protected]
You can also tweet @AuthorJSScott
The following is the first chapter from Rory’s Mate
(Book Two: The Vampire Coalition)
Chapter 1
Callie Marks sighed as she looked at the wedding cake
on the table next to her. She really wanted a piece. It was from
one of the best pastry kitchens in the city of Denver. Chocolate
marbled with a mousse filling and chocolate frosting.
No. No cake. She had already eaten enough from
the incredible gourmet buffet at this reception to feed an army.
The last thing she needed was a piece of that cake with enough
calories to add a little more jiggle to her ass.
Callie had always been what one of her nicer foster
mothers had called “curvy” when she was a teenager. Callie called
it what it was…she was plump. She was constantly battling an extra
fifteen pounds that she didn’t need on her body and was generally
defeated by the call of delicious chocolate, rich foods and
scrumptious appetizers.
I certainly went into one of the best fields to keep
my weight down. I just had to be a chef.
She was head chef for a very highly regarded
restaurant. Quite an accomplishment for a woman who was only
twenty-seven years old. She loved her job. She loved to feed
people. There was nothing better than creating a new gastronomical
delight.
Callie pushed her plate away from her. It was
completely empty. She sat back in her chair at the bride’s table to
watch the bride and groom dance.
Brianna Cole was her best friend. She had just gotten
married after a whirlwind courtship to Ethan Hale, a rich, gorgeous
and charming man. They looked so incredibly happy. Ethan looked
entirely enchanted with his beautiful, slender, blonde haired
bride.
Callie let out a long breath and tried not to feel a
twinge of envy. She loved Brianna like a sister and wanted her
happiness more than anything. Bri had been suffering from a rare
form of leukemia that seemed to be in remission. Callie prayed it
wouldn’t return. She still had nightmares about the dark days of
Brianna’s illness and trying to come to terms with losing the only
person she had who was like family to her, even though they weren’t
blood-related.
Being even the slightest bit jealous is just selfish
after what Brianna has been through. She deserves this fairy tale
wedding and the man of her dreams.
Callie acknowledged that she was a tiny bit
selfish. She just couldn’t help it. But she genuinely was extremely
happy to have her best friend happy and healthy.
She smoothed down the skirts of her blue maid of
honor dress. It was a lovely pale blue with shimmering accents of
pink. Brianna had let her pick the style, a fact for which Callie
was highly grateful. She had chosen a high waisted, elbow length
style that would hide her plump figure. Callie loved the dress. Too
bad she would probably never wear it again.
She frowned at the thought, reaching up to tug at a
stray curl of her dark, wayward hair. She had swept it up in a
chignon, but it was curly and long. Tendrils escaped and curled
around her face. She hadn’t looked in the mirror, but she was
pretty sure her hair was a disaster.
With her dark brown eyes, hair and fair skin it was
hard to detect what her origins were. Callie really didn’t know
because she was a foundling. Abandoned in a local park and never
claimed, she was turned over to children’s services and had gone
the rounds of foster parents. She had never been adopted.
Callie jumped as a large, dark hand slid a plate
across the table that stopped directly in front of her. She had
been so engrossed in her
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