The Witch's Vampire (New Adult Paranormal Romance) (Mystery Springs Series) by Jami Brumfield Read Free Book Online Page A

school only she wasn’t dressed like an athlete. She wore white slacks, and a white and black top with a sequined heart on the front.
     
    After that the introductions got a little dangerous. A brindle colored mastiff barreled out of the kitchen barking happily. He bolted toward Sophie, and as he jumped into the air he transformed into a tri-colored Pomeranian that looked like one she knew as a child. It licked her face and wagged its pom-pom tail with excitement. The pup’s tongue tickled and made Sophie giggle as Gio snatched the tiny fur ball out of her arms and said, “Sophie meet Eric who represents the skin walkers otherwise known as shape-shifters. He put the Pomeranian on the floor and within seconds the black, white, and golden furred animal turned into a red headed man. A fully naked man! She only saw a glimpse of his back side as Gio covered the man up with her grandmother’s colorful afghan from the couch.
     
    “Sophie and I have met before. When she was younger I was her babysitter a few times.” The familiar man with peach skin and countless freckles smiled – freckles Sophie used to count as a child. He was right. She did know Eric, and gave him a bear hug before he went off to change into some clothes. His entrance left a sour look on Giovanni’s face, but Sophie couldn’t understand why.
     
    It was then that a woman with skin the color of a mocha latte coffee, black hair, dark eyes and curves that went on for days introduced herself with a slight Spanish lilt as AnnaBella or AB and advised her she represented the elves. If the look on her face was any indication, she didn’t want to be there, and her obvious impatience made Sophie nervous.
     
    Giovanni ended the introductions with a grand bow, “and we’ve already met. I sit on the council for the vampires in my father’s place.”
     
    Sophie couldn’t help but be taken aback by his formal bow. She took a moment to take the man in. He wore black stone-washed jeans that hugged his legs and waist but looked comfortable. A dark t-shirt that emphasized his lean muscles, and a black leather jacket that screamed sophistication and sex all at once. His stormy eyes locked onto hers and she felt her world shift in a way that she never experienced before. It was like he was a beacon on a dark stormy night and she was lost at sea until this moment when she really connected with him, really looked into those eyes. His soul called to her. Do vampires have souls? She wondered. If they did, his was calling to hers, and they were connected. In that moment, she knew things would be different for her. How was the only question left.
     
    He took a spot next to Sophie. Chelsea and her father stood on the other side and Sophie suddenly felt boxed in between unwanted and unneeded protection. Giovanni's nearness made her heart race and pulse quicken. How the hell did he have such an effect on her? Unsure how to feel about the desire she was feeling for a man she never met before tonight she slid closer to Chelsea to put some distance between them. She may be pissed at Chelsea, but she didn’t trust herself with him.
     
    Giovanni's lips twitched upward as she slid even further away, but not far enough. He’d never let her slip too far away again. This time his soft leather jacket caressed the rough cotton fabric of her green hoodie. It was the first time she became aware of how under dressed she was.
     
    Giovanni was going to enjoy this chase. He was a predator by nature, a creature who took what he wanted, and in this moment he wanted Sophie. The more she ran, the more he would pursue. She had to know her actions were stimulating his interest. He leaned toward her an inch further so he could feel the heat of her body through her clothes. She was so warm; so full of life and so innocence.
     
    “Why are we here?” Harmony asked the question on everyone's mind.
     
    “My sister, she was mortally wounded by a vampire,” Christopher shot a leveled glance at