by Mallory Hoffman

Created on: April 13, 2010

Novel Excerpts: Past Lives

Look up Love: Scene: I know.

“I would never let anything happen to you Emmalina,” my eyes sharpened onto his face as his locked onto mine. My heart seemed to pause for a moment as I took in a deep staggering breath before I sat up in bed. My hair covered my face as my mind raced.
Emmalina. My name raced through my mind. Random memories of my father calling me to him; my mom screaming that she didn't want me when I was two, the advisers watching over me in the garden as boys came near to see me. Emmalina wasn't my birth name but that was my given one as I grew up. From the moment I was created I was destined to belong to one man. And as I sat up staring down at his sicken face I realized why I had been having my so called day dreams of him. They weren't day dreams they were memories from my past the memories of belonging to him.

“Do you know who you are now?” Professor Smith asked softly as his tired eyes continued to stare at me. I let out a breath between my lips and sat back as tears glistened my eyes.
A half smile appeared up on my face as I shook my head. I knew that he was my life mate, that I was the goddess of his people and that scared the shit out of me. I knew what he was and even that couldn't stop the erratic rhythm of my heart beat. And how I knew was because of my past for my advisers weren't just ordinary people they were...vampires.
I swallowed as I shook my head and quickly flew up out of bed. He reacted as any normal vampire would with his mate he too came flying up to catch me as I tumbled backwards. His arms circled my waste as I heaved out air trying not to have a panic attack. I tried to tell myself that all I knew: that all I was taught back in my past was fake. That the doctors were right that they were just way that I coped with the real world. That the vampires and werewolves never existed.
But in my heart of hearts I knew why I desired him so much. Why I recalled his icy blue eyes and the way we fought with one another. But I would never admit to it. As it stood he was still my Professor and we both still had jobs to do.
“Emmalina I'm asking you to help me now and I'll explain more later,” he hissed out in pain.
“You've been mean to me,” I pouted towards him.
“You know why. If they find out we are all damned,” he stated as he pressed his body against mine. I could feel his length against my thigh and I swallowed as my mouth suddenly went dry.
“Help me,” he begged as his fangs began to descend. My heart hurt for him as tears now fell from my eyes to roll down my cheeks, sticky and wet. And before my mind could react I quickly moved my hair to the side and pressed my body as close to him as I could get.
Accept me. Forgive me, his voice pleaded inside my head. And I did and I always would for I was born for him. I felt a swirl of remembrance blossom within my body as his lips descended upon my silken flesh. I felt the long forgotten bite and heard him groan out in cannibalistic pleasure as he laid me down on his bed.
My eyes drifted close in pleasure as I sighed and pressed closer to his lips. I heard him chuckle at me before his lips let me go. I whimpered in lost but smiled as his nose nuzzled mine in return.
“Thank you Emmy,” he murmured as he kissed me once more then released me.

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