A hit of vamprotica

After posting about the writing contests, I was bored to death so I took out a piece of paper and started jotting down this totally crazy ideas for possible stories. I mean, some were too freaking weird, but my brain was entertained so I didn't mind. I read them back and laughed. But my eyes kept coming back to this particular one. Something about it reminded me of LK Hamilton's Guilty Pleasure. Next thing I know I ended up writing 517 words into a story for the Chippewa Publishing anthology. Before I knew it, I had it pretty much plotted. I don't know the names of the hero and heroine yet. I put them some stupid names while their true names come to me - eventually. Also I don't have a title for it. Maybe Vamprotica? No. No good. It's not fair either since that's the name of the anthology. Okay, that'll come up later. I know it has to be the same name as the place where the heroine works. I feel giddy with this new story. Oh, I know it's not something Chippewa Publishing will be interested on, even though it'll be very erotic. I can't tell you why right now, but let me say this much. The heroine isn't the type that most romance readers will like.