VigBean

[archet]

For the book line challenge on lotrips100



The excerpt is real, the rest are all lies.

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The distant solo violin had broken into a dance, a dance for which there was a name but I couldn’t recall it, a country dance which always carries with it in any land some warning of the destruction inherent in abandon. Not turning away, only releasing me a little, and looking over his shoulder, he spoke.

Violin--Ann Rice

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Someone up the windswept beach was playing a violin, the notes wavering, like a warning. Sean wondered why that was, but the thought went no farther, as Viggo held him, kissed him with rough edged tenderness and the music blurred with the wind, was nearly lost.

Viggo wanted his surrender in the moonlight, wanted him again and Sean knew he couldn’t refuse. He feared being so owned, so addicted, yet when Viggo laid hands on him, Sean discarded his fears and yielded...again. The violin’s song faded, its warning lost, unheeded. Sean withered beneath Viggo, who whispered dark, beautiful promises.

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