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Thursday, October 29, 2015

Get Wicked With GothicMoms 2015


It's that time again! Get Wicked With Entangled 2015!

The kids' aren't the only ones who deserve some fun, grown ups do too!! As a special treat, especially for those of you too tired to go out partying after taking the kids' down CandyLand, here is the first chapter of something I've been working on. One day soon I'll actually finish one of these things! After reading, be sure to put in your bid for an extra special treat and enter the Giveaway below. Hope you enjoy it!


NOT SO WICKED by T. A. Moorman

Chapter 1

Once upon a time... Really?! I'm not starting my story off with THAT lame ass cliché! Fat chance! Not when my story is anything but classic. You can think of it as the life and times of a teenage vampire. A real one, not one that sparkles as though we were sprinkled with some type of fairy dust. Oh! And we’re born, not made by just being bitten. That is the most ridiculous theory any of us have ever heard. I mean, really, think about it, if everyone ever bitten by a vampire were to turn into one how could they ever go back for seconds on the same victim, er donor? Could you imagine how large the population would be? Anyway, you wanna here my story just sit back, grab a pint of blood, or milk and have a listen.

First off, I don't live in your dimension, I live in a separate one called Underlayes. Where the things that go bump in the night truly are real. We used to live amongst you guys, but that was way before my time, and a story way too long and boring for me to bother with repeating. Just know that we all truly do exist and a very few of our number do still walk alongside you. Think about that before you lay down at night after bullying the school nerd or your shy co-worker. If they're the silent and quiet type they're more than possibly plotting your untimely demise and deciding what side-dish you'd go best with. Or what curse to place on you. Something my Mom should have thought about a long, long time ago.

Me? The names Elvira, yea, Mom and Pops had a sick and twisted sense of humor. Which when you come to think of it is actually a very good thing, since Mom was dumb enough to piss off a witch when she was preggers with me and my brother, Dracula (yup, again with the humor thing), Drake for short. During one of her many mood swings dear old Mom went completely off on an already pissed off witch; something about the witch crossing in front of her and Mom thinking that would make us come out cross eyed (and you thought your Mom was superstitious, Ha!). Miss Witch decided to do her one better and really did curse us both. I was granted with the gift of being the only vampire known of with NO FANGS! Since Underlayes doesn't have hospitals bagged blood isn't exactly just lying around. Why not just bite down extra hard you say? Probably because that leaves a big chunk of meat in my mouth and vampires can't digest meat; we have a strictly all liquid diet. Why not just slit someone's wrist and pour in a cup you ask? If you were on an all liquid diet, would one glass a day keep your hunger pains at bay? NO! And draining someone completely dry doesn't work either, unlike how they portray things in your human movies, blood clots up pretty quickly when it hits air; unless pumped up with nasty anti-coagulants which leave a horrible aftertaste and makes the blood nearly impossible to digest. So the blood shortage on your neck of the veil? Feel free to blame that on us, Mom and Dad had to feed us somehow.

I'm not really sure if Drake's curse is worst or pretty much just as bad. Him? He goes into a full blown shock at the very sight of blood; fainting spells, seizures, black outs, the works, though lucky for him rarely all of those at once. Lucky for Mom and Dad, he could still at least savor the taste and smell of it. But talk about being seriously dependent upon someone else, hard to nourish yourself when you can’t even look at your food. And as a baby? You try putting a blindfold on an infant, especially one with fangs, and let me know how well that works out for you. Ah, but it made for some fangtastic pranks when I was thirteen, which also ended in a lot of punishments. But they were so worth it!

So that’s us, Elvie and Drake, two of the only known vampires forced to live on bagged blood. Though Drake may get lucky one day and be able to savor a neck or two, as long as he keeps his eyes shut tight.

Can’t we just break the curse you ask? Ask Aunt Mindy that one. Did I fail to mention the witch in question was, and still is Mom’s best friend? Also a witch with more power than she can handle who needs to watch what she says at ALL times. The curse was never intentional, and trying to undo it has proven pretty much impossible.

 Mom is a beautiful creature, and a body neither skinny nor large, but what one describes as buxom perfection. Also one of the most patient women you will ever meet, and a truly ferocious beast, fangs and all, when pissed. Dad, Borya Alkaev, the strong not so silent type, with a chiseled chin and sculpted cheekbones in which I heard would give Michaelangelo a run for his money. Born after the creation of Underlayes, he’s only two hundred years old, so I never understood how he ended up with such a thick accent as if he just left the great Motherland of Russia. The exact opposite of Mom when it comes to patience, but the best Dad any set of unorthodox twins could ask for. Neither of them the only child, but both are indeed the youngest and the only surviving children from both of their respective lines. Many died before the Dimension of Underlayes was made, some during the move. And Aunt Mindy, I’m not even getting into that one. And as far as looks go, Drake and I are a perfect combination of the two, with the exception of the fact that I have no fangs.

THUD. CRASH. SCREAM.

What the Hel was that?

“Elvira Esfir Alkaev!!” Moms bloodcurling screams vibrated through the floorboards, “How many times do I need to tell you NOT to leave your blood bags lying around?! Get down here and help me clean up this mess and carry your brother to his room!”

Well there you have it, the usual beginning of a day in the house of Alkaev.

“Now young lady!”


The beginning of a twisted lil tale, let me know how you like it! And be sure to enter to win a Deadly Swag Pack.


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