I'm back, I felt like it was time for another Vampire Kisses fanfiction and they're not enough Valentine/Billy parings to satisfy my needs so her we go.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters they belong to Ellen Schreiber, If I owned them this would be a cannon pairing.
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Title: Damn those Lilies
Pages: 3
Categories: Books - Vampire Kisses
Pairings: Valentine/Billy, Raven/Alexander,
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Chapter One
Valentine's P.O.V.
I sat in my room at my vanity, smearing the black stick of eyeliner thickly under each of my eyes. After that was applied I dipped a brush into a shiny black powder and dusted it over my pale eyelids.
Looking into the mirror brought me no reflection; I only kept it for show. The image that didn't appear was already ingrained in my mind. Extremely pale skin, striking green eyes intensified by dark black make-up. White blonde hair with dyed black ends that brushed my jaw, full lips, showcased by studded snakebite piercing that adorned them.
I ran a brush through my hair making sure that every little strand was in place, as I was finishing my brother called out to me.
"Valentine, are you coming?"
"Yeah, " I shouted back.
"Well, don't take all freaking night about it!"
I got up and walked into the main room of Jagger's apartment. I had been staying with Jagger since my parents had kicked me out, about a week ago.
"Well don't you clean up good," Jagger said, after a catcall passed his lips.
"Screw off," I replied but the words fell short of their mark, without the usual venom to back them up.
I walked over to the couch and plopped down dramatically.
"What's got your fangs in a twist, Mr. Gloomy Bat?" Jagger inquired as he dug around inside the fridge.
"Nothing really, just thinking," I said my tone leaving no room for further inquires.
Jagger pulled his torso out of the large metal box and started towards the door. I slowly got up and followed him outside, dragging my feet all the way to the elevator that went to the Coffin Club.
After Jagger pushed the up button, we waited in silence. A few moments later the doors opened and we both slid in, quiet as mist. Jagger, once again, hit a button and the death trap started moving in its halting way.
The silence that filled the box was awkward and uncomfortable.
'Why did Jagger even want me to come to the Coffin Club with him. This week was the first time in over three yeas that I had heard from Jagger or Luna. They had escaped from our controlling parents, but had left me behind.'
When the door finally opened, the music hit me like a wall. The door that led into the club was pulsating like a perverse heart to the beat of the rave outside.
"Tell me again, why I have to go trolling with you?" I asked my brother in a sullen voice.
"Because I need to get laid, and you need to get out of the cave you call a bedroom," he replied.
Jagger started towards the door and I tried to keep up.
"God you 're turning into mom." I said to his back, barely hiding my laughter at that thought.
I caught up with Jagger at the door, and took a deep breath to try to calm the nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"You ready?" Jagger asked.
"Not really," I replied.
"To bad," he said as he pulled open the door and melted into the crowd. Looking around I noticed how many people were around and realized that it would be almost impossible to find Jagger.
I drew in a quick breath and slowly made my way into the thick, sweaty crowd.
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I hoped you enjoyed this newly edited chapter, I am going through and editing all of my stories because of grammatical errors and because I believe that my writing style has improve and I want my stories to improve also. I am sorry to any of you if you get your email blown up with update messages. Please review and I will give you a cookie delivered by Valentine, in all of his sexiness.