{"id":1868,"date":"2014-05-23T06:00:26","date_gmt":"2014-05-23T13:00:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bestfantasynovel.com\/?p=1868"},"modified":"2014-05-23T06:00:26","modified_gmt":"2014-05-23T13:00:26","slug":"my-immortal-playlist-by-julius-st-clair","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/2014\/05\/23\/my-immortal-playlist-by-julius-st-clair\/","title":{"rendered":"My Immortal Playlist by Julius St. Clair"},"content":{"rendered":"

If you like paranormal romance, check out\u00a0My Immortal Playlist<\/a>\u00a0<\/em>from Julius St. Clair.\u00a0\"MyImmortalPlaylist\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexandra Cain is cursed.<\/p>\n

She\u2019s unpopular, a little lonely, and all of her boyfriends have this nasty habit of dying and then coming back to haunt her in unimaginable ways.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s not easy being a Siren in high school. A femme fatale whose first instinct is to enchant a man and have him for dinner, instead of being asked out to it. Burdened by her nature, it doesn\u2019t seem like she\u2019ll ever find the romance and passion she\u2019s been looking for.<\/p>\n

Until Lucas Hawthorne arrives.<\/p>\n

He\u2019s gorgeous. He\u2019s mysterious. And he\u2019s so dangerous that even she knows she should stay away.<\/p>\n

But there\u2019s something about him that keeps her digging deeper into his past, and following him into situations that keep getting worse and worse. She just can\u2019t break his hold over her, and soon she has no choice but to ask herself a terrifying question: Who cast the spell over whom?<\/p>\n

Download My Immortal Playlist<\/a><\/em> from Amazon<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Excerpt<\/h4>\n

\u201cI should\u2019ve stayed home,\u201d I sighed under my breath.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou didn\u2019t put up much of a fight,\u201d she said, her blue mascara strangely accenting her vibrant green eyes. What was with this new fad of mixing strange colors together?<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d I said. \u201cBut that\u2019s only because someone told me this movie was different. It wasn\u2019t what I thought it was going to be at all.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, and what were you expecting? A horror movie?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cExactly. I mean c\u2019mon, the movie is called Zombie Kisses<\/em>. How do zombies kiss?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLike everyone else.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, it didn\u2019t look appealing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re not supposed to like horror movies anyways,\u201d she huffed.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd why is that?\u201d I scoffed, sitting up in my seat quickly. Margaret flashed an award winning smile and made her voice all cutesy.<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause you\u2019re a woman,\u201d she said. \u201cYou\u2019re not supposed to like horror movies.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUgh,\u201d I groaned again, closing my eyes and turning around to see our fellow moviegoers leave in frustration and disappointment.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m serious. If we\u2019re ever going to graduate high school and snag a husband, we can\u2019t give off the image that we\u2019re into blood and gore and all those unattractive things.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot like horror movies\u2026snag a husband\u2026what is this? The 50\u2019s? Seriously, Margaret, you\u2019re being unrealistic. And a little bit of a hypocrite. Do you seriously think that just because this movie is classified as a romance, it means you\u2019re not into the supernatural? Think about it. A girl gets tired of her marriage with a vampire and decides to fall for a zombie! Who, I might add, tries to eat her shoulder when they\u2019re making out! Listen, I don\u2019t care if Malcolm Maximus looked nothing like a zombie. Yes, he was as gorgeous as always, but the concept is still gross and creepy.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is completely different and you know it! There was no gore or violence whatsoever!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but it\u2019s a girl and a zombie\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhich if you ask me, didn\u2019t look so bad.\u201d<\/p>\n

Silence filled the theater and I realized her face was not giving off its usual amused glow.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re serious,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cDead serious.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, that\u2019s not funny\u2026I think I\u2019m going to be sick.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you want to me say, Alexandra? I love these types of movies, but I still think it\u2019s improper to engage in viewing gory flicks like that stupid torture one that\u2019s making all the headlines these days.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, you mean Screwdriver VIII<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes. Absolutely disgusting.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s classic horror. A carpenter teams up with a mechanic on this one. Double the screwdrivers. Double the terror. Double the fun.\u201d I really wasn\u2019t fond of horror movies, but I was willing to say anything to get under Margaret\u2019s skin.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you like doing a commercial for them or something? You sound way too excited.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUm,\u201d a voice interrupted our conversation from below. We looked down to see a pimply faced, red-haired attendant brushing some nachos under a chair in row six. \u201cThe movie\u2019s over. I gotta clean up the aisles before the next showing starts.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry about that!\u201d I called down as we awkwardly retrieved our purses and jackets in one swoop.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo\u2026he was cute, wasn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot really,\u201d I muttered, trying to attempt damage control. \u201cHis face was so greasy I could see myself in his forehead.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIsn\u2019t that your type?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d I asked, trying to drown out my annoyance by taking loud footsteps on the parking lot asphalt.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, you went out with that Elliot kid, and that was after he changed over the summer<\/em>, I might add.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell,\u201d I muttered, unsure of what to say. I kept my head down in shame as we walked, but then I miraculously remembered that we drove separately. I didn\u2019t actually have to suffer through the whole conversation today. Maybe if I got to my car in time, I could change the subject. Make a comment about how rusty and old it was before Margaret had any follow up questions. But of course, it was Three Dollar Tuesday at the movies, which meant every high schooler with a half-beaten go-kart was in attendance, and my car suddenly blended in like a toenail in a bag of rice\u2026don\u2019t ask.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe was so dreamy before,\u201d she continued on. \u201cI mean, I almost broke my own dating rule and asked him out, but you know, a lady has to have standards. After his\u2026um, makeover\u2026he didn\u2019t appeal to me as much.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou wouldn\u2019t have liked him,\u201d I muttered, before I realized what I was saying. I was such an idiot sometimes. Why didn\u2019t I just keep my mouth shut?<\/p>\n

\u201cOh? And why is that? Did you two\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEw. No,\u201d I shuddered, \u201cand I\u2019m surprised a woman of your class would ask such a thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSome things transcend class.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cApparently,\u201d I said, fumbling with my car keys. Why couldn\u2019t it have one of those convenient beepers that let you know where your car was located? I would be spamming it like an elevator button.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo tell me about you two. I know you went out for at least a month last summer. What was it about him that attracted you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTo be honest? He was a little obsessive. Kept hounding me for a date.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh? Do tell!\u201d Margaret said excitedly as she grabbed my arm and made me face her. I guess the search for the missing rust bucket was at a halt for now.<\/p>\n

\u201cAll he wanted to do was touch me\u2026or grab me,\u201d I said, smiling like a maniac. \u201cAnd he liked the taste of my flesh.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, that\u2019s enough,\u201d Margaret backed away, wrinkling her face. \u201cWhy do you have to put it like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s true though, and it started getting crazier too. He would chase me around the neighborhood, roaring away as he picked at his face, peeling off dead skin like he had gotten the worst sunburn imaginable, yelling how he wanted to lick my sweat\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cStop! Just stop!\u201d Margaret shrieked, stamping her feet to the pavement. \u201cThat\u2019s just disgusting! And you know how I can\u2019t stand it when you\u2019re being gross! Just\u2026just see me at lunch tomorrow!\u201d<\/p>\n

And with that, my best and only human friend ran away like I had been infected with a plague. I didn\u2019t get why she was so upset. I thought she liked zombies.<\/p>\n

Oh well, people just liked dreaming. They never thought about how unromantic it was in reality. Deep down, they didn\u2019t really want to be a part of that paranormal world\u2026<\/p>\n

And I would know.<\/p>\n

After all, I was living in it.<\/p>\n

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To read the rest of\u00a0My Immortal Playlist<\/a>,<\/em>\u00a0download it from\u00a0Amazon<\/a>.<\/p>\n

To find more from Julius, visit his blog<\/a>, Facebook<\/a> and Twitter<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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