Music of Souls (Chapter 1, page 1 of 4)


 
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Chapter 1

Autumn had begun to creep over New England, promising to transform the landscape into the backdrop that Jackson Parrish so loved. He sauntered down Main Street, the hint of a self-satisfied smirk playing across full, pink lips. He reveled in the effect he had on people. Everyone who passed looked on with awe. At six feet, two inches tall, with a slim, athletic build, he moved with the grace of a dancer. Jet-black hair teased the collar of the Jon Green bespoke suit he wore like a runway model. His eyes, behind the Chopard Aviators, were a deep yellow gold. Often, when first meeting a woman, he would leave the sunglasses on until she regained her composure, then remove them to watch her unhinge again. He could only be described as a living Adonis-except he wasn't exactly alive. Jackson Parrish was 158 years old… and a vampire.

Jackson rounded the corner onto Elm Street toward the Renaissance inspired estate he currently called home. Before entering, he looked up at the cerulean fall sky once more to feel the sun. Whenever possible, he stretched his lithe body out like a panther to soak up the warmth his own blood could not provide. He found it laughable that the living invented so many myths to create a false sense of security regarding the dark predators. With a chuckle and a deep breath of crisp, clear air, he mused, Today would be perfect, were it not for the human locked in the basement.

 
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