a flash...so fast that when Venus happened to look at the calendar, she had to double back and make sure. In just a few days it would be Thanksgiving already. Venus had originally planned to be in California by now though she couldn't muster any disappointment to her current situation. Reggie had said his younger brother was coming into town for the holidays. From what Venus could gather his brother Michael, was 26, lived in New York and was a successful stockbroker. He only got to visit on holidays and only could stay for a few days at a time. So, Venus worked hard to make sure the home was looking great so Sheila wouldn't be stressed over it.
Thanksgiving suddenly was here and both Venus and Sheila slaved in the kitchen all day.. The bounty that Sheila was preparing boggled Venus' mind. She'd never seen such a spread. Two enormous turkeys, corn, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, stuffing, dessert upon dessert. Surely this food would last at least a month, she thought amused. When she voiced her thought Sheila dismissed it with a chuckle.
“You’ll rethink that after you have seen Michael eat,” she said amused.
Venus had never eaten so well in her life and she was sure a few more weeks of this and she'd blimp up. When dinner time arrived, Michael still had not arrived though it seemed Reggie was not too concerned about that fact.
“Well let’s get going,” he exclaimed, rubbing his hands together greedily. “He’ll get here when he gets here.”
The family crowded around the dinner table and Venus bowed her head as Reggie said grace. She listened to his melodic voice, the soothing comforting sound of his praises and thanks so intently that she didn't hear the front door close or the greetings from around her. When Venus opened her eyes, she found herself staring into the pale blue eyes of an incredibly gorgeous stranger. He was tall, very muscular, with dirty blond hair cropped short. He looked as surprised as she felt and heat quickly flew up to her cheeks. He wet his lips with a quick dart of his tongue.
“You must be Venus. I'm Michael,” he said in a deep voice that curled its way into the pit of her stomach.
He offered his hand and she paused to look at it. It was large and masculine but soft. She placed hers in it and he brought it to his lips. God, the kiss he placed on the back of her hand send shock waves all the way down to her toes. Embarrassed by her reaction to the older man, her eyes darted back to the table. After greeting everyone else at the table, Michael took the empty seat directly across from Venus.
Michael was floored. The little nymph in front of him was gorgeous. Not to mention, the one that he'd been waiting his entire existence on this earthen plane for. Michael was the Michael, Archangel of the highest order. He had been sent here to earth, awaiting the day that she would walk into his life. Now that she had, human emotions tore through him, ones that he had never experienced until now. Angels in their true form were more androgynous and asexual than anything else. But in his present state, a vibrant, attractive, twenty something male, the sexual awareness he had of her was not only overwhelming but intensely embarrassing given the proof of his arousal was jetting out against the rough denim of his Armani jeans. Venus...she was breathtaking. Her role in the fate of the world was critical. She alone would determine which Vampyre bloodline would continue to exist. Choosing the wrong one would have catastrophic implications on the entire human race. Michael knew her fate was not sealed yet and it was his duty to guide her toward the correct path. Both bloodlines knew of her existence, though not of her name, nor what she looked like or where she lived. Both bloodlines had a prince of impeccable breeding ready to claim her as his own. The victor would be host of an heir that would be the equivalent of the second coming of Christ or in the eyes of the Descendants of Cain, the