Rhythm and Blues takes place in the world of Blood and Fire, alongside my other supernatural erotic stories Lotus Petals, Angel's Keeping, and several other Free Reads on this blog. As a standalone, it can be read without prior knowledge of the other books, but if you've been following the Blood and Fire tales, I hope you'll enjoy another glimpse into their dark world.
I
met my black-magic boy on the Mississippi River. There was a jazz festival in
Memphis, a weekend's liberty, release from the ugly house in the backwoods
smelling of whiskey and garbage. I hadn't told Frank I was going, and he'd
throw a shit-fit when I got back. I let one of his bar buddies fuck me for
fifty bucks and hitched my way to Memphis, stopping halfway over the Dolly
Parton Bridge to lean over the railing, smelling the wild green-and-copper
scent of the air.
At
nineteen, I was already an irredeemably broken thing. If I tipped myself into
the river, nobody would care except strangers to whom I was only an unnamed
girl with so many mysteries.
