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Blood Bath

 

 

                                               2 shots           Chambord Liqueur Royale De France (raspberry liqueur)

                                             14 oz                Merlot (red wine)

                                               1 splash          Cranberry Juice

Shake
ingredients in a cocktail shaker. Stain into red wine glass. A favorite of several of my vampire friends, this drink is blood red in color, cold and sweet!

 

 

Blood Bath Excerpt

From Uncontrolled Magic


       Unaware of her thoughts, Jack reached her side and bent down to kiss her softly. "Want something to drink?"


       "Umm. I'd love a Blood Bath."


       Jack snapped back, staring at her in shock. He could picture it in his mind. White tub filled with blood, Jillian dipping her pink painted toes into--


       "Oh dear goddess! It's a drink!" she laughed.


      "I've never heard of it before." He looked embarrassed.


     "“If the bartender doesn't know how to make it, wave me over and I’ll supervise."


      She could have just gone with him, but she needed a few seconds by herself. From the moment they'd walked into the first party Friday night, she'd been part of the whirlwind of people Jack called relatives. Or she'd been immersed in Jack.


      The mountain resort was beautiful. They all had private cabins complete with secluded hot tubs. The main lodge had an indoor swimming pool and housed the room in which the current party was taking place. The open, beamed room was large enough to hold a thousand people or more. From the door of the balcony, she looked up three stories and marveled at the massive oak logs.


      Everyone in Jack's family accepted her. Loved her. Believed she and Jack were a real couple. The thought hurt and she shied away from all it implied. She was going to miss him.


      The weekend had gone really well. For added security, Jack kept the collar on. Each day he spent time alone with his family, waking her with sex in the afternoon before they rejoined the group after sundown.


      But their time together was coming to an end. Preferring not to think about it, Marissa stepped back into the room, intercepting Jack and taking the glass from his hand.


      "Blood Bath--red wine, raspberry liquor and cranberry juice, hold the blood." He grinned.

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