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What-did you think all vamps were pale, thin and brooding? Don't I wish.

Gloriana St. Clair is an eternally "full-figured" vampire-she just happened to be bloating when a sexy Scotsman sank his teeth into her. She and said Scot-Angus Jeremiah Campbell III, aka Jeremy Blade-have been on and off again for centuries, currently off. A couple hundred years has taught them how to press each other's buttons-in good ways and bad.

Glory's headed for Austin and a new business venture: Vintage Vamp's Emporium. After all, she loves clothes, and she is an antique. Only problem is, there's a billionaire techno-freak vampire hunter on the loose. Blade's in total he-vampire mode, and wants Glory to move in with him so he can "protect" her. But it's time for this vamp to explore her own powers



cover of Real Vampires Have Curvesauthor: Gerry Bartlett
asin: 0425213773
binding: Paperback
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Are you a fallen angel?
Did you commit a deadly sin?
Did you eat away a child's dreams
and rot the heart within?
Were you ever called an angel?
Did you reign from high above?
Were you ever called an angel?
Were you made of dreams and love?


Raevynn
October 21, 2001

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So long I've supressed this midnight hunger
And hidden from Night's dark embrace
I have not waltzed over Twilight's embers
Nor felt the moon's kiss on my face


And yet one look upon your hand's writings
Your drawing blood, and I am caught
They awaken, all my darkest cravings
And graces I had long forgot


And so I dance with light and shadows
I pray, and I am most afraid
For its from my tomb your visage tears me
Shreds all the safety I had made.

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Here upon the mark we stand
Moving upon a mysterious current
Weeping and laughing away the day
Until only shall we slumber


If you should stumble along the marvelous path
And claw your way across the stones
Let is not matter that your flesh rips clean
Nor the blood that shows the way


For to triumph against the tears and anguish
Whispering our names with an intake of breath
Wrapping arms around a redemptive soul
In the back of our minds to welcome us home


So take my hand and allow it to heal

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A dark kiss upon my neck
A soul forever young
Whispers forgotten upon the wind
Of past ages being sung
A moonlit night with clouds concealing
The face upon the land
That moves with swift intentions
Into the realm of man


Beshackled by superstitious lore
Hunted by fools and fears
Forever alone in a world of many
To wipe one's own blood-red tears


One day to find one to share
An eternal state of grace
For now lost in the moonlight
Another hidden face


Storm Spirit
March 29, 2002

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What is more important
giving her what she wants
or expressing the love
that she knows you feel?


How do you express this love
when the biggest-most important
way to do so is no longer
allowed but is now tabooed?


Why would she fight something
thats a part of me, the person
that she says she loves so much?


She says that she loves me and
I know that its true but than
why wouldn't she want to be with
me so we can both express it to
the other?


Prince Angel
September 13, 2001

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