He made me kiss the ring on his decrepit old hand protruding from the scarlet sleeve of his velvet robe. Dusk was upon us in the castle, light only coming from the eerie flickers of candlelight.
It was damp and evil there—every sound making me jump with fright. Were my eyes playing a trick on me? I heard a chime ring out as I watched a bat sliced in half mid-flight. It hit the floor with a ghoulish thud.
Igor explained that was the official way to announce the beginning of Elvira’s trial.
Her charge? Being a bit too sexy.
Here’s her new book!