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  Vampire Wishes Books 1-2

  Vampire Lies and Vampire Secrets

  RaShelle Workman

  Polished Pen Press Corporation, LLC

  Contents

  Vampire Wishes

  Of Special Note…

  Blood and Snow World Order

  Author’s Note

  Acknowledgments

  VAMPIRE LIES

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Vampire Secrets

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  Afterword

  About the Author

  Connect with RaShelle

  Across the Ages

  Vampire Wishes

  An Aladdin Reimagining

  Vampire Lies

  Vampire Secrets

  Vampire Nights

  Vampire Prey

  Vampire Magics

  Of Special Note…

  *** Updated ***

  The books in the BLOOD AND SNOW WORLD told from Jasmine’s point of view have been updated and rearranged to make it more convenient to the reader. The first change is the series name: It is now called the VAMPIRE WISHES series. Also, the order of Jasmine’s books used to be like this: Vampire Lies, Vampire Secrets, Vampire Nights, Vampire Fate, Vampire Prey, and Vampire Magics. But I decided to update so that Vampire Nights and Vampire Fate have been combined. The reason was simple. More for you, the reader!

  Enjoy, and if you have any questions, please contact me at: [email protected] or visit my website at: www.rashelleworkman.org.

  Xoxo,

  RaShelle

  Blood and Snow World Order

  These stories do not have to be read in order, but you can. It does make the experience more fun.

  BLOOD AND SNOW (Snow White)

  blood and snow 1

  masquerade's moon 2

  love bleeds 3

  _________

  SHORT STORIES INCLUDED IN BOOK 3

  cindy witch

  the hunter's tale

  Gabriel

  after the kiss

  blood's rose

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  THE CINDY CHRONICLES (Cinderella)

  witch magic 1.1

  witch land 1.2

  witch time 1.3

  witch kiss 1.4

  witch love 1.5

  witch end 1.6

  * * *

  VAMPIRE WISHES (Jasmine)

  vampire lies 1

  vampire secrets 2

  vampire nights 3

  vampire prey 4

  vampire magics 5

  _______

  SHORT STORY INCLUDED IN BOOK 3

  the professor's origin 0.1

  * * *

  BEASTLY (Belle)

  a beauty so beastly 1

  a beauty so deadly 2 (coming soon)

  a beauty so completely 3 (coming soon)

  * * *

  ASHA EVER AFTER (Aurora)

  asha's kisses 1

  asha's curse 2 (coming soon)

  asha's ever after 3 (coming soon)

  * * *

  DEMONLAND (Alice)

  alice in demonland 1

  alice fights demonland 2 (coming soon)

  alice takes demonland 3 (coming soon)

  * * *

  THE FORGOTTEN MERMAID (Ariel)

  ~ Exclusively part of Once Upon a Happy Ending anthology. ~

  Vampire Wishes Books 1-2

  Vampire Lies & Vampire Secrets

  Copyright © 2017 RaShelle Workman

  Polished Pen Press Corp

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  This book in its entirety is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Thank you for respecting the hard word of this author.

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  All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, including xerography, photocopying and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, is forbidden without the written consent of the author, RaShelle Workman, P.O. Box Bountiful, UT. 84011.

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the creation of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  Author’s Note

  The Blood and Snow World has become so large I’ve made changes to the books and added individual series based on the princess I’m writing about. This will allow readers to keep track of which book goes where in order of how they were released.

  Vampire Lies was released fifth in the Blood and Snow World, but it’s the first book in Jasmine’s retelling. Books in the VAMPIRE WISHES series include: Vampire Lies, Vampire Secrets, Vampire Nights, Vampire Prey, and Vampire Magics.

  If you have any questions, please feel free to email me at [email protected]

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  Sincerely,

  RaShelle

  This book is dedicated to those who love vampires, magic, and twisted fairy tales.

  Acknowledgments

  I start out with an idea. Shape it. Write it. And then turn it over to amazing people who help make it into something great. For this book those people are: Andrea Garcia, Jen Hendricks, Ali Cross, and my incredibly awesome Street Team. I <3 each of you!

  VAMPIRE LIES

  Prologue

  “The vampire child is not performing as expected. She doesn’t care about her destiny or the fate of her kind. She’s a total disappointment.” He slithered his body around the vast darkness that was everywhere and nowhere. The inkiness seemed to expand and contract, like breathing, around them.

  “There is always our first inclination.” She glided beside him, producing an orb of light, just big enough so they could see each other. Not that it was necessary, but she liked the way it shimmered.

  “Destroy all magical creatures and start over?” he a
sked.

  She came up beside him. Their eyes locked for several seconds or days. Time meant nothing. “They are ours to do with as we please. Why not?” she finally added.

  He sighed. “I’m tired.”

  She bobbed in agreement. “Perhaps we should sleep for a few thousand years. The way these creatures are, we won’t miss anything.”

  He nodded. “I like the sound of that. But first…” He trailed off.

  She smiled. “You want to watch her fail.” It was a statement. She knew him as well as she knew herself.

  “Yes. It shouldn’t take too long.”

  “Right.” She blinked slowly. “Especially if we help her along and I have the perfect solution. A vampire with a craving for revenge.”

  His mouth curved into a cruel smile. “I like the sound of that.”

  One

  Hours before my life changed forever, my day began like any other. I woke, climbed out of bed and stretched my wings, showered, dressed, and then flew out my window to explore Sharra with my best friend.

  We’d already helped a fairy lift a particularly heavy caterpillar onto the branch it intended to use as a home for its chrysalis. We also assisted an ogre in its desperate quest to reach some juicy berries at the top of a rather large tree. Now we were seated on the stone ledge at the top of my tower waiting for the sun to rise.

  “Jasmine. Come inside. We have a lot to do today.” My mom stuck her head and shoulders out my window. Her head turned from side to side as she searched the sky. She wouldn’t find me though, because I sat directly above her.

  I sighed heavily. “Fine.”

  My mom gasped and craned her neck. “You scared the light right out of me.” She clutched a hand to her neck.

  “Sorry.” I tried to sound genuine.

  “Uh-huh. Inside, please.”

  But instead of obeying, I spread my large black wings and shot into the sky, enjoying the rose scented air.

  “Young lady.”

  My mom always called me that when I frustrated her. I turned to see the emotion on her face so I could gauge just how upset she was, but she no longer stood in the window. I smiled to myself.

  Part of the landscape was immersed in shadow. It was right before dawn, my favorite time of day, when life stretched itself awake.

  “Hurry please,” my mom shouted from somewhere in my room.

  I pretended not to hear, flying further away from her and closer to the forest behind the castle. Pixilettes busied themselves. They were in charge of the seasons. Soon it would be autumn and they needed to gather seedlings to store until the following spring.

  “Will you drink unicorn blood today?” Sabrina asked, her little pixilette wings fluttering near my ear. She was dressed from head to toe in different tones of purple. Her dress was the color of lilacs and her tiny shoes were the shade of ripened plums. Lavender wings beat and fluttered at her back.

  If Sabrina weren’t my best friend, I would’ve told her it was none of her business whose blood I drank. But she and I had been close for more than ten years. We did everything together. Without her, I’d go crazy.

  “I don’t know.” I spun in a circle, enjoying the gentle breeze on my face. Unicorn blood was my favorite, but I took what I was given based on offerings from the different magics within Sharra.

  Sabrina shook. It freaked her out that I was a blood drinker.

  “Don’t worry. I’m sure your blood is much too sweet for my tastes.” I winked to let her know I was teasing.

  She giggled nervously, the sound like tinkling bells. “I’m not worried,” she replied. I could tell it was only a little lie. She glanced away, running her tiny fingers through her violet hair that was the same color as my eyes.

  I waved off my irritation. There were plenty of vampires in Sharra. They all drank blood, just like me, but only the blood of animals and the vampires never killed them. It was one of the first laws the new Vampire Queen decreed when she became ruler.

  As the only Original Vampire, I required more than the others. In order to grow and thrive, I required the blood of magical creatures. It powered my magic and kept me healthy.

  Early morning sunlight broke through the clouds, basking the land in orange and pink hues. Warmth tickled my skin and I lifted my face toward the light.

  “Can you hang out today?” Sabrina asked, interrupting my thoughts.

  “I’m sure I can.” I held out my hand. Sabrina flew forward, landing on my palm. “I’ll find you—”

  “Jasmine!”

  I jerked back at the sharpness in my mom’s voice, knocking over Sabrina. She tumbled through the air for the briefest moment until she righted herself.

  “Coming, Snow,” I retorted with sarcasm.

  Sabrina giggled. “You’re going to be in big trouble for that, princess.”

  I gulped, knowing my mom didn’t like it when I called her by her first name. “Nah.” I lifted my chin. “But I’d better go.”

  “Yeah, you should.” She waved and then took off toward the forest.

  I watched her until she’d nearly reached the other pixilettes. Then I flew to my window ledge, folded my wings at my back and jumped inside.

  “Hey, mom.” I rushed past her toward the bathroom.

  Mom was standing near my bed, her hands on her hips, looking ferociously beautiful. Her sleek black hair was the exact color of mine. It was pulled back and in a bun at the nape of her neck. She wore a bright yellow gown trimmed in red and blue. On her head was a crown befitting the Vampire Queen.

  “How many times have I asked you not to call me Snow?” She followed me, her skirt swishing with each step.

  Ciana, the vampire who’d helped raise me, sat in her rocking chair, knitting something. She looked to be in her early twenties, but from stories she told me of when she was human, she was probably three hundred, give or take a decade. Ciana wore her long blonde hair in a bun on the crown of her head. Her dress was long and looked confining. She owned the same dress in three colors, brown, gray, and navy blue. The dress accentuated her tiny waist.

  When I was younger she was so full of life. We always had fun together doing little things like chasing butterflies, planting crops, and digging up worms. Of course I never ate the food, but my dad did and I’d enjoyed doing things for him with Ciana.

  In the past few years, her demeanor had changed. She’d grown despondent. At first I tried to make her happy, but nothing seemed to help, so I stopped. But she was loyal, a rare find in Sharra, and I wouldn’t dismiss her.

  I shrugged. “It’s your name, isn’t it? You’re Snow White, the Vampire Queen.”

  When I was seated at a chair in front of the vanity, she came to stand behind me. “Most importantly, I’m your mother.”

  She leaned down, our heads side by side and she squeezed my shoulders. Her eyes sparkled with love. I studied our reflections, once again astonished by our similarities. We both had black hair, though mine had a streak of teal in it; and the shape of our faces and our high cheekbones were the same. Our lips had the same sort of thickness and we were the same height.

  There were differences too. Her eyes were an unusual color, reflecting the various hues within the spectrum of the seven magics while mine were always violet. My skin was naturally tanner than hers. And then, of course, there was the huge difference between us. I had wings, obnoxiously large wings that protruded from my back like those of a giant black bird.

  Although they weren’t my parents in the traditional sense that I didn’t come from my mother’s womb, I still considered them my mom and dad.

  I was born of a gem created by their blood and the combination of the seven magics. My parents told me that their love for each other and their love for me brought me from the gem.

  Sometimes, especially when I assisted my mom with the birth of an animal, it made me to sad to realize I wasn’t born the same way, that I was different from every other known creature. My mom and dad always tried their best to make me feel wanted and loved, and m
ost of the time I did. But sometimes I got lonely.

  “There are several meetings you must attend today so hurry, please. I want to make sure you’ve fed before we start.”

  “Okay.” I dabbed some perfume Heathcliff brought for me from the human world. The smell was warm and sweet and I loved it. Almost as much as I loved getting the magazines and music that Uncle Sebastian gave me. It was always my favorite day when one of my uncles or Professor Pops visited.

  “Jasmine,” my mom snapped.

  I put the lid back on the perfume and glanced at my mom. I wanted to ask her why she didn’t trust me. Why she thought I would pounce on the first warm-blooded creature I encountered. Sure, it’d been a problem when I was little. My hunger would take over and more than once I sank my fangs into something or someone I shouldn’t. But that’d been years ago. Couldn’t she see I was no longer a child but a grown woman. In a few weeks I would turn sixteen. Could I use some blood? Yes. Was I at the point where I’d pounce for it? Not even close. I squeezed some lotion on my hands and rubbed it into my arms. My mom seemed to be getting more and more impatient.