Cassidy took her friends advice, if she was going to get a
true feel for Louisiana she had to spend time in the country. She needed to get a real idea for her newest
horror romance novel about a Were-Panther and his bride to be. She knew more than most living in Atlanta, but born in the country, there was more to life than what was seen in the
cities. She wanted to see the real
flavor of the Cajun atmosphere.
The young man who had told her about the ball seemed
charming enough with his deep dark brown eyes.
She was quick to take notes on his odd pupils when she was back in her
car, they were odd in a way she would spend a lot of time describing them in
her next novel. They were perfect for
her lead.
She had searched for the Voodoo Eclipse on the web and knew
immediately it was something she wanted to experience. Once a month on the full moon the club would
host a swinging dance, costumes of many varieties and she could only imagine
what would happen when the moon was high and the patrons were as well.
It was harder for her to find something to wear. She couldn’t just stroll into the club with
her hair back in a ponytail with t-shirt and jeans. She didn’t want to stand out having seen the
pictures posted on the website.
Something she couldn’t help but smile about, there was a map to the club
as they made it clear most gps would only get her lost.
The thrift shop she found was a blessing, mostly for the
long flowing white dress, it was a size too big and longer than she
wanted. A quick trim with scissors took
care of the length and a couple well placed over sized belts fixed the rest of her
look. She was lucky, she had packed her
favorite boots and though they looked out of place with most outfits but with
stocking and the dress she felt happy as she peered in the mirror.
“This isn’t real…”
She felt like she had stepped into the pages of a novel, the
front yard had two large full willow trees.
The club itself looked like an old plantation home, lights strung across
the porch and into the yard making a walkway.
She crossed the yard and as she walked up the screaming steps the man
appeared from the shadows. She had not
seen him before but he startled her as she reached the top. He never said a word or even looked her in
the eye as he opened the door.
Cassidy was just as shocked by the inside, the long stairway
just inside the front door but to its left was a dance floor filled with dancers. She couldn’t contain her amusement, mouth
open there was a band across the room on a small stage jumping and dancing and
having a good time. She could barely
make out the music all her senses were on fire one after another grabbed at her
demanding attention. She could smell the
sweet candles as they hung high but she couldn’t identify the scents but it was
not long before she again found herself starring. The women in their sleek dresses swinging
with their partners in their pressed clothing and none of them gave her even a
glance as she circled about the room.
She had finally closed her mouth but forcefully held there as she could
not stop biting her lower lip. With each
step she felt her heart in her throat.
It was magnificent.
He stepped into her path, leaning on his cane she slowly
looked up into his eyes. He was much
taller than her, frighteningly so. But
the eyes were familiar and she knew them immediately. Though he was much older than the boy who had
told her about the club the odd pupils were distinctive. He starred down into her and he smiled
showing his enlarged canines. She felt
her heart stop in the fright of the moment, she felt as if she had stepped into
another world.
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