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In Lethal Desire part 2, Aspen has made a deal with the incredibly hot rock star, Chaz Diaz that will make her a million dollars richer, but she must act as his personal escort for a month. During her month at Club Desire, she must try and find evidence that her sister was kidnapped by a human trafficking ring, and at the same time try not to fall in love with Chaz, because he doesn&#39;t believe in love.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;www.lorrainekennedy.com&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainekennedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1615772034320854069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1944588703752365468/1615772034320854069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1944588703752365468/posts/default/1615772034320854069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1944588703752365468/posts/default/1615772034320854069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainekennedy.blogspot.com/2014/09/lethal-desire-vol-2-available-for.html' title='Lethal Desire Vol. 2 Available for Preorder'/><author><name>Lorraine Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02948949067966456185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTLXa06jMgibfbcHfkMlwhlbMZlif0_8Juto70HznWdY1ZD1FElEmV-xaDHbj1o75ued4q6tSHDaiFcviRDFK7t66tMRVklrJZTiOpV2IHE5lz4dIIcjlbcF5lKRXXlENvHRQDoVk_NVf9/s72-c/lethaldesire2k.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1944588703752365468.post-3728730354579570001</id><published>2014-08-08T15:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2014-08-08T15:10:09.482-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romance Books"/><title type='text'>New Release - Lethal Desire 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chaz Diaz was named the sexiest man alive. Not only is he rich, famous, and incredibly hot, he&#39;s also the man of Aspen&#39;s fantasies. Now he is offering to pay her a million dollars to be his escort for one month, but there is a catch or two.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Caribbean resort known as Desire is one of the most beautiful places on earth, and it is where the elite go to live out their deepest darkest fantasies. Absolutely nothing is off limits. Desire will take you wherever your imagination dares to go. Those who can pay the price, can have anything they desire. Some pay the ultimate price.&lt;br /&gt;
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Up until her sister disappeared from the Caribbean resort town of Punta Cana, Aspen Johansson had never traveled anywhere. Now she is thousands of miles from home, and searching for her wayward sister.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The one person she suspects of knowing where her sister is, also happens to be the guy she has been swooning over since she was sixteen years old.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chaz Diaz can&#39;t remember the last time he was spurned by a woman, so when the spirited and beautiful Aspen declines to have casual sex with him, his mild curiosity turns to outright obsession. Now he is determined to have her, but there is another reason he wants to keep her close. Keeping her close might be the only way to keep her alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Print Edition Approximately 97 pages.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK2&quot;&gt;The
chill faded, replaced by comforting numb. She had to be dying or already dead.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
This must be what it was like to die of
hypothermia.&lt;/div&gt;
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She’d always had a strange fascination with
death. What was it like to die of decapitation, or starvation?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK3&quot;&gt;Not
once had it ever crossed her mind that her end would come in this way.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sure, there were worse ways to die, but to die
of cold seemed too simple.&lt;/div&gt;
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She could almost hear Nana Kerry telling her how
morbid she was being. &lt;/div&gt;
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Well she was dying, so she figured she had a
right to be a little morbid about it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Closing her eyes, she let her mind drift to
another time - another place. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK4&quot;&gt;Logic
told her that what she was seeing and hearing had to be a memory, but it
wasn’t. She’d never been to this place and never experienced what she was
seeing, but she did recognize one face within the foggy vision.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK5&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abigail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hailey floated over the scene, watching, as if
she were an earthbound ghost pulled into something she had no understanding of.&lt;/div&gt;
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It was dark, except for the flickering light of
two candelabras. She had no sense of smell or temperature, but the room
reminded her of a cave, or maybe a hidden space in some basement.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK6&quot;&gt;The
air was dank and cold. She couldn’t pick this up with her physical senses, but
she just knew.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Abigail was kneeling before a man with skin so
pale it almost appeared translucent, which was a startling contrast to his
shiny black hair. The intensity brimming in his dark eyes grabbed at another
memory - a real memory.&lt;/div&gt;
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It was a warm spring day. She was almost nine
years old, which was old enough to walk home from school on her own. At least
that’s what her foster parents thought.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK7&quot;&gt;The
fastest way to get home was through the alley that cut between Sixth Street and
Crossway Boulevard. With the tall buildings on each side of the narrow alley,
it wouldn’t matter what time of day it was, there would be shadows.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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She always picked up her pace when walking
through the alley. Not quite running, but not really taking a leisurely stroll
either.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK8&quot;&gt;She’d
almost gotten halfway through the alley when she heard the growls - angry
ferocious growls that sent shards of ice right into her stomach. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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She froze, except for her eyes, which she forced
to look in the direction of a large dumpster overflowing with trash.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK9&quot;&gt;She
sensed movement in the shadows. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
The dog jumped at her from behind the dumpster,
but stopped before reaching the light. Yelping, it scurried back into the
darkness, but not before she’d gotten a good look at the Boxer’s eyes. &lt;/div&gt;
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The dog’s eyes were insane with rage. &lt;/div&gt;
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Rabies. That’s what it had to be.&lt;/div&gt;
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A rabid animal would avoid the light. She’d
heard that once on a nature show.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
Maybe she’d be okay, as long as she walked
slowly.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK10&quot;&gt;She took a few sluggish steps.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The dog growled, but didn’t come after her
again. Hailey kept moving. Once she was by the dumpster, she turned so that she
was walking backwards. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
No way was she going to turn her back on that
dog.&lt;/div&gt;
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After she’d gone twenty feet, she turned and
ran like the hounds of hell were after her. &lt;/div&gt;
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She got away, but she’d never forgotten the
look in that dog’s eyes.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK11&quot;&gt;Now she was seeing it again, but there was more. The dog had
just been mad, but the gleam of madness she saw in the man’s eyes wasn’t really
the same. He wasn’t crazy, he was mad with hunger.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Still it didn’t end there. There was dimension
to his eyes, and a strange kind of beauty that she’d never seen before.&lt;/div&gt;
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That wasn’t really true.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK12&quot;&gt;She’d seen it once before, in the eyes of the guy that bit
her - in the vampire’s eyes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
The man she was looking at wasn’t a man at all.
He was a vampire.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK13&quot;&gt;“Lord Beaufort.” Abigail’s voice was small, even timid. She
was far from the young woman who’d abducted her, stashing her in the trunk of a
car.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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“Do you have Kathrina?” he asked, his voice as
smooth as silk, but at the same time, managed to be as sharp as a razor.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK14&quot;&gt;Abigail shook her head. “I’m sorry.”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-indent: .3in;&quot;&gt;
The man’s eyes narrowed and his voice grew even
sharper. “What about the girl of light? Do you have her?”&lt;/div&gt;
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Again Abigail shook her head. “Not exactly, but
we have made sure she is in a safe place.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Waving away her words, the vampire jumped to
his feet and began pacing the floor. “Your plans have been useless. We are no
closer to Kathrina than we were a year ago.”&lt;/div&gt;
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“That’s not true.” Sparks showered from the
witch’s eyes, but her voice remained calm, even soothing.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK15&quot;&gt;“Getting to Kathrina is impossible. The sisters are watched
too closely, especially her. She is with Luciano. There’s no way to get to her,
but we have a plan. We will get someone she trusts to bring her to us.”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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“That is a flimsy plan, Miss Abigail.” The
vampire made no effort to hide his distaste of the witch.&lt;/div&gt;
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Ignoring his comment, Abigail went on. “We will
use Hailey to convince the Light Seekers to help us. One of them is a close
friend of Kathrina’s.”&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK16&quot;&gt;“If this person is such a good friend … what makes you think
they will help?”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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“He wants the girl, Hailey,” she told him.&lt;/div&gt;
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“But you don’t have the girl!” he shouted.
“Anything could happen.”&lt;/div&gt;
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“Even so, we will get Kathrina. We have a
backup plan.”&lt;/div&gt;
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“That is?”&lt;/div&gt;
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“We will grab her
ourselves.”&lt;/div&gt;
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The vision faded.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Hailey struggled to hold onto it, but the image and
voices were gone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;www.lorrainekennedy.com&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainekennedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7836304371549870633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1944588703752365468/7836304371549870633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1944588703752365468/posts/default/7836304371549870633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1944588703752365468/posts/default/7836304371549870633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainekennedy.blogspot.com/2014/08/immortal-destiny-light-seekers-volume-2.html' title='Immortal Destiny The Light Seekers Volume 2 Now Available'/><author><name>Lorraine Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02948949067966456185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1944588703752365468.post-4519965843565426008</id><published>2014-05-23T07:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2014-05-23T07:10:29.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Volume of Immortal Destiny - The Light Seekers Now Available</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;A Dance of Darkness and Light.&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey is alone and living on the streets, but even worse, she is being stalked by a cold and vicious killer, a vampire that is maddened by the scent of her blood. Sean has felt nothing since the night he was born as a vampire, but then he looked into Hailey’s eyes. The Immortal Destiny Saga continues with The Light Seekers, book 5 in the Immortal Destiny Series. This book will be released in volumes. &lt;br /&gt;   A year has passed and a lot has changed in the world of the Immortals. Kathrina is preparing for her wedding and Dash is living it up in California. All has been blissful and quiet for the Immortal Sisters, but it was it the calm before the storm? &lt;br /&gt;   In the Light Seekers, a new heroin comes into the story. Hailey Burke has lived most of her life being shifted from one foster home to another. She’s streetwise, cynical, and very special. Hailey is the key to the light. &lt;br /&gt;   Everyone wants a piece of her, the Light Seekers, the Ancients, and even the Witches.   &lt;br /&gt;   Her only chance is tough guy biker, Dash, and Sean, a dangerously hot vampire that wants nothing more than to be done with the beautiful young girl. Hailey stirs emotions in him he’d just as soon forget, not to mention she wants to kill him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Immortal Destiny Reading Order &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born to Darkness &lt;br /&gt;Night Breed &lt;br /&gt;Wolves and Black Roses &lt;br /&gt;Tears of the Vampire &lt;br /&gt;The Light Seekers&lt;br /&gt;
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Only five days until the first
volume of &lt;b&gt;The Light Seekers&lt;/b&gt; will be released. I am excited to continue the
Immortal Destiny Series. It feels a little like visiting old friends. Many of
the characters that were first introduced in previous Immortal Destiny books
will be included in the Light Seekers, but you will also meet some new
characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Hailey and Sean are the main
characters, but like the other Immortal Destiny books, the story will continue
for all the characters you have come to know. &lt;/div&gt;
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As an extra for those who are
following the Immortal Destiny Series, a fictional news blog will launch this
week. Shadow Lands Gazette will bring you news from the fringes, as well as
news of what is happening in the Immortal Destiny Universe.&lt;/div&gt;
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Through the &lt;b&gt;Shadow Lands Gazette
&lt;/b&gt;you will have the opportunity to learn more about places and events in the
series. This publication will also give you the opportunity to get to know your
favorite characters better, and give you clues of upcoming events in new books.&lt;/div&gt;
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Speaking of new beginnings, some of
you may be aware that I went through a particularly difficult divorce four
years ago from a very vindictive man. Although my former spouse continues to
harass me in various ways, I have found my new beginning. In April I married my
former sweetheart. We parted over a decade ago, but found each other again. I
will forever be grateful to whatever higher power maneuvered that one. He is a
wonderful man and we fit together so well. Due to the fact that he is a musician,
he can understand that part of me that must create. &lt;/div&gt;
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To new beginnings!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Immortal Destiny Saga continues with
The Light Seekers. Coming May 23, 2014&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A year has passed and a lot has changed in
the world of the Immortals. Kathrina is preparing for her wedding and Dash is
living it up in California. All has been blissful and quiet for the Immortal
Sisters, but it was it the calm before the storm?&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the Light Seekers, a new heroin comes
into the story. Hailey Burke has lived most of her life being shifted from one
foster home to another. She’s streetwise, cynical, and very special. Hailey is
the key to the light.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everyone wants a piece of her, the Light
Seekers, the Ancients, and even the Witches.&amp;nbsp;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her only chance is tough guy biker, Dash,
and Sean, a dangerously hot vampire that wants nothing more than to be done
with the beautiful young girl. Hailey stirs emotions in him he’d just as soon
forget, not to mention she wants to kill him. &lt;/div&gt;
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The Light Seekers is
the fifth book in the Immortal Destiny Series. This book will be released in
volumes. Look for the first volume coming May 23, 2014&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Crimson Rush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Crimson Rush - The Vampire&#39;s Addiction. Without her blood he will die, but without her love, immortality is torment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
An Urban Fantasy / Vampire Romance.&lt;br /&gt;
Almost from the moment Club Crimson opened its doors in the small town of Cookson Springs, Starla Lavelle&#39;s life has been in disarray. &lt;br /&gt;
People are dying, and every drop of blood is being drained from them. The situation gets worse when her long lost uncle shows up at her door, claiming to work for Sub Species Control, a shadow government unit, responsible for keeping track of those who are not quite human. &lt;br /&gt;
Uncle Charlie, and his vampire partner Luke, need Star&#39;s help. Charlie suspects the blood draining has something to do with the local production of a vampire drug known as Crimson Rush. Star just might be the key he needs to bring the perpetrators to justice.&lt;br /&gt;
Marcus Savoy is the legendary lead guitarist and singer for the heavy metal group, Night Reign. He is also a vampire on a mission. He must have the blood of the Moon Witch in order to end his curse of eternal darkness, but what happens when he falls in love with the Moon Witch?&lt;br /&gt;
Star vows to bring the Rush pushers to justice, even if that includes the breathtakingly gorgeous rock star, Marcus Savoy. If only he didn&#39;t hold such power over her emotions, and her desires.&lt;br /&gt;
Marcus is determined to possess Star, no matter what the cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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All volumes of Moon Kissed - Wolves of Outerlands is now Available.&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK339&quot;&gt;He is the predator and she is his
prey. Vengeance burns in the wolf’s heart, even as his lust for the sensuous
Kayla Chandler threatens to consume him. She is the woman he has been sent to
kill … the one person who is a threat to Outerlands, and the only human female
to possess him body and soul.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the second book of the Outerlands saga, a new danger is
lurking. &lt;/div&gt;
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Five years ago, Kayla Chandler fell in-love with the
mysterious and handsome Jace, but just as they were ready to start their lives
together, he disappeared into thin air. The only clues left behind are a puddle
of blood, and a wolf figurine carved out of crystal.&lt;/div&gt;
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Looking for clues to her lover’s disappearance, Kayla is
drawn back to Wyoming and the land of the Sungmanitu. &lt;/div&gt;
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Vance is a Sungmanitu, and a member of the elite warrior
society known as the Zen, guardians of Outerlands. He is sent to kill Kayla and
eliminate the threat of her discovering the truth of the Sungmanitu legends,
but he has his own reasons for wanting vengeance on the luscious blond doctor …
he believes she is responsible for the death of his best friend, Jace. &lt;/div&gt;
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When the wolf and his prey come together nothing matters,
but an all-consuming passion that threatens to destroy them both.&lt;/div&gt;
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Moon Kissed&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK1&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ten years after the Jaguar Wars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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He’d know her scent anywhere, it was forever
engraved in his memory. Being this close to his prey was driving him to
madness. His fury erupting, he let out a low - angry growl as he watched her
through his wolf’s eyes. In the fading light he could see her leaning against
the hood of the car, her gaze fixed on the horizon. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK2&quot;&gt;The
rest stop was miles from civilization, on a desolate and rarely traveled
highway. Now would be the time, but he remained hidden in the thick brush -
watching his prey.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He’d been sent to eliminate her. The female was
a danger. They thought she knew too much.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK3&quot;&gt;The
persistent wind played havoc with her blond tresses. It was easy to see that
she’d been out in the sun far too long, as her cheeks were flushed red. Even
from this distance he could sense her fatigue, but still he waited.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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With her legs spread slightly, she leaned over
to reach into her car, grabbing something. When she did this, he got a good
look at her inner thighs, and the way that her tight - white shorts highlighted
her slight feminine physique.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK4&quot;&gt;Lust
tore through his body, confusing and enraging him. He howled in protest. Human
thought could easily intrude - even while he was in his animal form, but it
battled with the instinct of the beast.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pulling out a sandwich, she started to eat as
the last rays of sunshine vanished and the moon began its ascent. &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK5&quot;&gt;The wide-open expanse of the Wyoming desert provided a view of
the darkening sky for miles, the brightness of the twinkling stars was
outshined by moonlight. A cloud passed - obscuring the moon, casting the night
in deeper shadows.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK6&quot;&gt;Painful
hunger gnawed at his loins, and again he howled. The human female froze, her
senses picking up on the danger that lurked in the darkness, beyond the glow of
the lit parking lot. Her hand strayed to the gun that she’d stuck in the
waistband of her shorts, as if the feel of the cold - hard steel was comforting
to her. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Far off in the distance, the mist was gathering
around the Shadow Mountains.&lt;/div&gt;
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Still he watched and waited.&lt;/div&gt;
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All four volumes of the Wolves of Outerlands – Moon Dance
are now available.&lt;/h3&gt;
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The wolf’s hunger will consume her, taking her to a place of
dark desire and forbidden love. He is the beast that haunts her nightmares, and
the only one who can save her from the evil that reaches for her from beyond
this world.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dark, erotic
dreams and eerie phantoms warn of forbidden passions.&amp;nbsp; Long ago, the Sungmanitu Indians withdrew into isolation; what
dark secrets were they hiding?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Laura Ellison was
soon to find out. The company she works for is planning to send her to Wyoming,
where they are preparing to clear-cut the land of the Sungmanitu. A fellow
employee has mysteriously disappeared, and the local police are baffled by a
string of strange murders.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
The land of the Sungmanitu: a place of breathtaking beauty
and menacing evil, where Laura will discover the demon who haunts her
nightmares, and the dark truth of who she really is. Laura Ellison will defy
all warnings and fall in-love with Justin Gray Eagle, the sinister leader of
the Sungmanitu Wolf People. &lt;/div&gt;
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This story unfolds over multiple volumes.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;New Release – The Skinwalkers Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK2&quot;&gt;The second and final volume of Song of
Wolves is now available. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Skinwalkers – Song of
Wolves Volume 2.The only thing stronger than the wolf’s savage hunger, is his
love for one girl. Mya and David’s story climaxes in Skinwalkers – Song of
Wolves. This book will be released in volumes.&amp;nbsp;
In volume 2, the final volume of Song of Wolves, Mya, Donny and Wilson
are fighting for their lives, while Mya searches for a way back from her nightmare
and into David’s arms.&lt;/div&gt;
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David disappears after
the Changing, no longer taking his human form. This leaves Mya to wonder if she
has lost him to the world of the beast.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Mya isn’t about to give
up. She is determined to spend the rest of her life with the man she loves, no
matter if he is human or wolf.&lt;/div&gt;
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A strange fog has
descended over the Navajo Reservation, bringing with it unspeakable horrors and
possibly the end of everything and everyone Mya loves.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Skinwalkers Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bad Moon Rising&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Witching the Wolf&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Song of Wolves Volume 1
&amp;amp; 2&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Skinwalkers                – Song of Wolves Volume 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;The only thing stronger than the               wolf’s savage hunger, is his love for one girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mya and               David’s story climaxes in Skinwalkers – Song of Wolves. This book               will be released in volumes.&lt;br /&gt;David disappears after the               Changing, no longer taking his human form.This leaves Mya to               wonder if she has lost him to the world of the beast.&lt;br /&gt;Mya isn’t               about to give up. She is determined to spend the rest of her life               with the man she loves, no matter if he is human or wolf.&lt;br /&gt;A               strange fog has descended over the Navajo Reservation, bringing               with it unspeakable horrors and possibly the end of everything and               everyone Mya loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Wolves Volume 1 is now               available for purchase from several online retailers.&lt;br /&gt;
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The               wolf’s hunger will consume her, taking her to a place of dark               desire and forbidden love. He is the beast that haunts her               nightmares, and the only one who can save her from the evil that               reaches for her from beyond this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark, erotic dreams               and eerie phantoms warn of forbidden passions. Long ago, the               &lt;i&gt;Sungmanitu&lt;/i&gt; Indians withdrew into isolation; what dark secrets were               they hiding?&lt;br /&gt;Laura Ellison was soon to find out. The company               she works for is planning to send her to Wyoming, where they are               preparing to clear-cut the land of the Sungmanitu. A fellow               employee has mysteriously disappeared, and the local police are               baffled by a string of strange murders.&lt;br /&gt;The land of the               &lt;i&gt;Sungmanitu:&lt;/i&gt; a place of breathtaking beauty and menacing evil,               where Laura will discover the demon who haunts her nightmares, and               the dark truth of who she really is. Laura Ellison will defy all               warnings and fall in-love with Justin Gray Eagle, the sinister               leader of the Sungmanitu Wolf People.&lt;br /&gt;This story unfolds over               multiple volumes Look for Wolves of Outerlands Volume 2 Also               Available.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously published as Wolf Dance through New               Concepts Publishing&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;www.lorrainekennedy.com&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainekennedy.blogspot.com/feeds/716033810024251979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1944588703752365468/716033810024251979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1944588703752365468/posts/default/716033810024251979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1944588703752365468/posts/default/716033810024251979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainekennedy.blogspot.com/2013/12/new-releases-skinwalkers-book-3-volume.html' title='New Releases - Skinwalkers Book 3 Volume 1 and the Wolves of Outerlands'/><author><name>Lorraine Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02948949067966456185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdn0k-ulOoE9eDy3SJw-4XDk3z5xLsao8y9lNVUYUMFXTNjY64tZzeebaHL-2mfniy2Aqrvh6q48P5ZeIeAadmNnaOH6MNHNMn3Y4GvT0PofaxtvFwt-3S6rObKoD2rG37odETA2K_lOdh/s72-c/songofwolves.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1944588703752365468.post-9214237716220609553</id><published>2013-11-05T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-11-05T08:44:07.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon From Lorraine Kennedy - Skinwalkers Book 3 and the Release of the Wolves of Outerlands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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The story of the Wolves of Outerlands will soon be available
once again. This story has been enhanced from the original version and is a tie
in with the Immortal Destiny Series. Don’t miss learning the story of the Immortal Sister, &amp;nbsp;Kathrina as a child, and the wolves of the Immortal Destiny Series.&lt;/div&gt;
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To celebrate the release of Immortal Destiny – Tears of the
Vampire, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK4&quot;&gt;there will be a giveaway. There are two ways to
win a free audio download of Tears of the Vampire from Audible. You can win by
following Lorraine Kennedy and posting what you like most about Vampire
Romances, or by joining the Lorraine Kennedy mailing list. Those already on the
mailing list are already entered. The promotion will run until Halloween,
October 31, 2013. Please, only one entry per person for each entry method.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In Immortal Destiny – The Vampire Letters, you’ll get a
brief glimpse into what is happening in the Immortal Destiny World, and a hint
of what is to come. Along with the letters, this addition to the series
contains a guide to the Immortal Destiny Series, along with an Interview with
Lorraine &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK5&quot;&gt;Immortal Destiny – &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/null&quot; name=&quot;OLE_LINK2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK5;&quot;&gt;Return to Darkness with the Immortal Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK5;&quot;&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Kennedy. As an added bonus, a new edition of the first book
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Visit the Immortal Sisters and their dark world of love,
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&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alec&#39;s music is as dark as his vampire kiss is deadly, but
Nicole will risk everything, including her life, to love him.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nicole Ashe is the average American girl, except that she
happens to work for a vampire and doesn&#39;t realize it. But all that changes when
her boss sends her to convince a local rock musician - heartthrob, to help them
retrieve an ancient relic that could be the answer to the vampire&#39;s curse.
Nicole soon discovers that Alec is a vampire ... and completely irresistible.&lt;/div&gt;
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nearly beyond control, but he would do anything to protect her ... even from
himself.&lt;/div&gt;
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Nicole is destined
for a world of darkness that she cannot even begin to imagine, and love that
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Without her blood he will die, but without her love, immortality is torment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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moment Club Crimson opened its doors in the small town of Cookson Springs,
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;People are dying,
and every drop of blood is being drained from them. The situation gets worse
when her long lost uncle shows up at her door, claiming to work for Sub Species
Control, a shadow government unit, responsible for keeping track of those who
are not quite human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;Uncle Charlie, and
his vampire partner Luke, need Star’s help. Charlie suspects the blood draining
has something to do with the local production of a vampire drug known as
Crimson Rush. Star just might be the key he needs to bring the perpetrators to
justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;Marcus Savoy is the
legendary lead guitarist and singer for the heavy metal group, Night Reign. He
is also a vampire on a mission. He must have the blood of the Moon Witch in
order to end his curse of eternal darkness, but what happens when he falls in
love with the Moon Witch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;Star vows to bring
the Rush pushers to justice, even if that includes the breathtakingly gorgeous
rock star, Marcus Savoy. If only he didn’t hold such power over her emotions,
and her desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Marcus is determined
to possess Star, no matter what the cost.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Crimson Rush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK1024;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;




&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The air was thick
with pure - raw energy. Wave after wave of electricity seemed to sweep across
my skin. My chest was so tight with anxiety; it became a struggle just to draw
air into my lungs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;They were all
around me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I imagined that I
could feel their hunger - their bloodlust. On each end of the stage, there was
a large steel cage. Inside those cages were scantily clad women whose bodies
moved seductively to the beat of the music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The black and red
decor, combined with the multi colored flashing lights, created a surreal
atmosphere. It was almost like being in another reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As I eyed the
crowd, a bizarre mixture of locals and Goth junkies who came to the club to
live out their darkest fantasies, I caught sight of a pretty, but pale redhead
standing in a corner. She wore a short black skirt and matching halter top. Her
Stiletto heels gave the impression that she was several inches taller than she
was. The only color to her was her flaming red hair and blood red lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The redhead had
her eyes fixed on the young man sitting at the table next to ours. Just by
looking at him, I could tell he was a jumble of nerves. He was tapping his
fingers against the top of the table, as one leg swayed back and forth to the
music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;He didn’t have a
clue that the girl with the red hair was watching him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As she watched
him, she ran a tongue across her already shiny lips. She wanted the young man,
but not for the reason one might assume. It was the blood pumping through his
veins that drew her to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Swallowing hard, I
forced myself to look away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Vampires!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;They hunted these
willing victims, most not even bothering to disguise their bloodlust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The sane part of
me wanted to jump up and run away, as fast and as far as I could, but then I
would see Max in my head. I was haunted relentlessly by the vision of his
existence in a black - empty void. It was the image of by best friend that kept
me in my seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;He was the reason
I was here. I had to go through with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Just breathe!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I had to keep
telling myself this, otherwise I’d pass out from lack of oxygen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I couldn’t think
of a single time in my life, when I’d been more terrified, or fascinated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Luke grasped my
hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “No worries darling. I’m right here with
you,” he told me, his words colored with a slight Australian accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Yeah right! No
worries.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;That was easy for
Luke to say, on account of him being a vampire and this being a vampire bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Leaning down, he
whispered, “This is not so much what you’re used to seeing in Cookson Springs.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;That was probably
the understatement of the year. Cookson Springs was a small town in Eastern
Oklahoma, not really much more than a spot in the road. The most exciting thing
to happen in Cookson was Moon Fest, which took place in September, and
McDonalds. At least that’s the way it had been until Club Crimson opened its
doors. That’s when all hell broke loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I opened my mouth
to respond, but was cut short when someone stepped on the stage and picked up
the microphone. At first I thought he was another vampire, which was an
understandable mistake, when you took into consideration his corpse-like
appearance. His almost translucent skin covered a too thin body. If someone
could be described as skin and bones, this boy certainly fit that profile. The
brown hair plastered against his skull, and his sunken dark eyes, added to the
illusion that he was death incarnate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The boy started to
say something, but the mic squealed as it came to life. A moment later the
sound faded to be replaced by his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Tonight we have a
special treat for all you metal lovers out there!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;And
bloodsuckers.&lt;/i&gt; I couldn’t help but add silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Some of you may
have heard of these guys … some of you not. Tonight they are going to play a
few tunes for you, and they rarely perform live … so this is a real treat.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The boy was
interrupted by the cheers coming from the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Are you feeling
lucky yet?” he yelled out at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The cheering grew
louder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Night Reign!” he
screamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Even before his
voice had stopped echoing in my head, the room went dark. Suddenly, red light
flooded the stage. As I watched, the stage began to fill with rolling fog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The air around me
erupted with applause and screams. The audience was going crazy - many of them
jumping to their feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If it were not for
the fact that our table was only a few feet from the stage, I wouldn’t have
been able to see a thing without standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Thunder seemed to
roll right through the building, shaking it to its very foundation.
Unexpectedly, the stage erupted in an inferno that was so close, I was sure my
hair was singed. When the flames died away, there were four men on the stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Again the crowd
went into a wild frenzy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I’d heard of the
band before, but the memory was hazy. I didn’t recognize any of the band
members, but that didn’t stop me from gawking as if I were seeing my first
sunrise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I barely saw the
other band members. It was the one who stepped forward who caught my attention,
or more accurately, mesmerized me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As his fingers
slid across the strings of the shiny black guitar, the room came alive with
sound and energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;One of the men ran
around to the drums at the back of the stage, the other two took their places
to each side of the guy with the magic fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I pulled my eyes
away long enough to glance over at Luke, and was shaken by the look of utter
astonishment on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The words were on
my tongue. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but even if I’d been able to
keep my attention off the stage long enough to question him, there were doubts
he would hear me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The amplifiers
were so loud that I could feel my heart thumping in rhythm with the bass. I let
my eyes stray back to the man who had the guitar screaming out a tune that was
as electrifying, as the sparks flying from the bottom of the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As quickly as the
music had erupted into chaos, it slowed to a haunting - dark melody that was
just as hypnotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;But it wasn’t just
the music that had me feeling like a deer frozen in the path of oncoming
headlights, it was also the man creating the music. He was tall - taller than
the other members of Night Reign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;His face was
framed with a mane of wild blonde hair that fell in waves across his wide -
bare shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;He was amazing -
even breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Although the words
of his song were frighteningly sinister, his smooth - silky voice was soothing
enough to persuade the soul to accept that darkness. I found myself yearning to
get closer to him - to know that darkness on a very intimate level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Just then, his
eyes locked with mine, and as if against my will, I felt myself sinking into
the searing blue flames that reached out to burn their way into my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;No matter how I
tried, I could not force myself to look away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;He was there -
everywhere, in my head, my soul - reaching out to touch the very essence of my
being. His tight - black leather pants and bare chest was enough to melt any
woman’s resistance, but it was the heat of his gaze that set my body on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Luke snapped his
fingers in front of my eyes, successfully breaking the spell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Don’t do it
darling,” he warned. “He’ll rip you apart and leave you for the buzzards.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“What are you
talking about?” I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;His smile was all
knowing and irritating. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;When I looked back
at the stage, he was still watching me. Almost immediately, I felt myself
surrendering again. This time I tore my eyes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“I need some air,”
I told Luke, before jumping to my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Pushing my way
through wall-to-wall people was no easy task, but finally I managed to make it
to the exit. I tore through the door of Club Crimson like I were being chased
by the hounds of hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The night air was
balmy, but fresh. I drew in deep breaths of oxygen, hoping the fresh air would
help to calm my nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;With my attention
being so focused on the simple act of breathing, at first I didn’t pay any mind
to the moans I was hearing. The sound just didn’t register until the groaning
grew louder - more erratic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It was coming from
the shadows beyond the neon lights of the club, but I wasn’t sure from where
exactly. I started in the direction the sound seemed to be the loudest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;On the side of the
white brick building, I found a blue dumpster. This is where the moans seemed
to be coming from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My head filled
with images of murder victims - stuffed in dumpsters, only to be found later in
the local landfill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The sound of my
stomach churning was nearly as loud as the groans, but there wasn’t much choice
but to get some backbone and look inside the dumpster.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Being short has
its drawbacks, and it would seem that one of them was looking into tall
dumpsters. Even in my three-inch pumps, I had to strain to see over the edge of
the oversized metal trashcan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What little
illumination there was, came from the outside lighting attached to the eaves of
the building. Unfortunately, they didn’t do a lot to light up the interior of
the dumpster. All I could see was an old pair of white running shoes, thrown
carelessly on top of a pile of smashed cardboard boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It would appear
that the owners of Club Crimson weren’t much concern with recycling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;There was another
groan, followed by a muffled whimper. Now I could tell that it wasn’t coming
from inside the dumpster at all, but from behind it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Slowly I stepped
around the dumpster, but froze when I rounded the corner. I was too shocked to
look away, though that’s exactly what I should have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The woman who was
making all the noise had her back up against the white brick, but her legs were
wrapped around the waist of a man. As he held her hips, he slammed into her
with so much force, the skin on her back had to be rubbed raw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I’m not sure
whether it was the noise of my pumps clicking against the blacktop, or
instinct, but the man pulled his face away from the woman’s neck to peer at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A scream caught in
my throat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.3in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;He hadn’t been
kissing her neck like it had first appeared. The man - the vampire, had been
feeding from her while they were having sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Sometimes saying I love you, also means saying goodbye&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Mya Reynolds was conceived in a world of witches and demons,
but it’s a world she doesn’t know, not until her ill-fated summer on the Navajo
Indian Reservation. There she discovers a world that exists just below the
surface of reality, and like many before her, she also discovers that loving
the wolf can have disastrous consequences.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;David Bray is the alpha of the wolf people, known to the
Native Americans as the Sinapu. His destiny is with the wolves. This is a fate
he has always accepted, until the day he set eyes on Mya. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;David and Mya share a forbidden love, a love destined to
bring them heartache and despair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;After being separated from David for months, Mya is lured
back the reservation by the Sinapu’s enemies. They will use David’s love for
her to destroy the wolves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;If Mya can uncover the mysterious circumstances surrounding
her birth, she might be able to stop the Skinwalkers from destroying her lover,
but will it be enough to stop a predestined fate?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h2 class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Witching the Wolf&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;h2 class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Excerpt&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Chapter One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She was trapped.
With her back against the rocky cliffs, there was nowhere left to go - no place
to run. From the darkness, she could see his radiant silver eyes – hungry eyes
that would devour her body and soul. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mya searched for
a way to escape, but it was no use.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then he emerged
from the shadows. Beneath the light of the moon, he appeared ethereal - almost
divine. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her knees grew
weak and she felt as if the breath had been knocked out of her. No matter what
she did, she could not pull enough oxygen into her lungs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Reaching behind
her, Mya’s hand searched for something to hold onto to – anything that would
keep her on her feet. It was impossible to tear her eyes from the tall -
powerful figure steadily moving in her direction. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A soft breeze
teased at the long black hair that fell across his wide shoulders, making him
seem even more feral than he already did. He stood before her - his natural
splendor illuminated by the pale moonlight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The magnetic
allure of his eyes drew her in – coaxing her to surrender her will. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A familiar
feeling of warmth stirred deep within her. She could not still the trembling as
heat coursed through her body like liquid fire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now he was in
front of her - so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body. Her
eyes were drawn to the sight of muscle moving beneath the smooth skin of his
chest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Air rushed from her
lungs when she felt his firm thigh forcing her legs apart. There was no time
for thought or protest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His mouth was on
her throat and she could feel his sharp teeth scraping against her tender
flesh. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She felt no fear,
only an intense - all consuming heat. Her need for him erupted into something
beyond anything she could comprehend. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Fear clawed at
her consciousness. She was afraid of what he was - of what he could do to her,
but her body betrayed her. Like an animal, instinct took over. Her hands went
to his shoulders and she pulled him closer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His mouth claimed
hers and she found herself being pulled into an inferno that threatened to
overwhelm her entire being. It was only the pain of his teeth nipping at her
kiss-swollen lips that kept her from slipping away to that point of no return.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly she was
being ripped from her dream world. No matter how hard she tried, she could not
hold on to him. The vision evaporated like puffs of smoke rising into an
endless sky.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mya’s eyes fluttered
open. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She still
trembled with the need her dream had invoked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But something had
awakened her?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The stiff muscles
in her back and shoulders screamed in protest as she tried to get into a
sitting position. Sleeping in the front seat of her car was probably not one of
the wisest things she’d ever done, but she’d been too tired to keep driving. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mya looked around
the empty rest stop. She was in the middle of nowhere - someplace between
Flagstaff and Window Rock. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t really
a rest stop, but more of a pull off with a small table and an outhouse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her eyes strayed
to the half moon suspended high above the rocky cliffs to the east. Mya noted
that it had moved little since she’d pulled over and closed her eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She probably hadn’t
slept longer than an hour, but maybe it was enough that she could make it the
rest of the way to Window Rock. The last thing she needed was to end up driving
her car off the side of the road because she was too sleepy to drive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She’d only meant to
rest her eyes for a few minutes, but had quickly fallen into a deep sleep. Like
most nights, her dreams were haunted by visions of David. It had been months
since she’d left the Navajo Reservation. She’d hoped to hear from him, but
there hadn’t been a word.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;According
to Uncle Donny, no one had seen him since she’d been gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The fact that he
was keeping a low profile didn’t surprise her, considering the threat of the
Skinwalkers. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But still, why
hadn’t he at least sent word that he was okay?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The low - ominous
growl sent shards of fear into her heart. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was coming
from just outside her car. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mya’s eyes flew
to the window. At first all she could see were shadows, but suddenly one of
those shadows moved. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her heart jumped
into her throat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nightmarish
visions scrambled to the front of her mind. Once again the memories were
crowding in on her - memories that she’d spent the last several months trying
to forget. Her time in Arizona would be forever tainted by the murders of her parents
and best friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;David had warned
her to stay away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Skinwalkers
would do anything to bring the alpha wolf do his knees, even if that meant
killing the one they’d created to destroy him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Is he were to
die, she would still serve her purpose. Killing her would distract David and
prevent the Changing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It had taken all
her strength to keep from returning to the reservation to find him, but then
Trent Metzger had called and asked for her help. He’d been arrested for the
murder of a young Navajo woman. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trent claimed he
had nothing to do with it, and though she might be a little crazy, Mya believed
him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trent’s family
was deeply involved with the Navajo witches more commonly known as Skinwalkers.
In fact, most people on the reservation believed Trent Metzger himself was a
Skinwalker. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Unlike the
Sinapu, who were true shifters, the Skinwalkers were evil practitioners of the
dark arts. According to legend, the Tchin&#39;dih were demons that possessed the
bodies of the Skinwalkers. It was these demons that gave them their power.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trent’s people
were Skinwalkers, but he hadn’t embraced the Tchin&#39;dih.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Because Trent had
once saved her life, Mya decided to make the trip back to Arizona to see what
she could do to help.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Returning to the
reservation brought back all her old fears and anxieties. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Was it possible
that anxiety was causing her mind to play tricks on her? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe there
wasn’t really anything out there in the dark.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Forcing herself
to breathe, Mya tried to remain calm. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was nothing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was no way
they could have tracked her already.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mya froze.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The growls had
now turned to snarls. Something crashed against the car so hard that it rocked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Startled, Mya shrieked in terror, but quickly
clasped her hand over her mouth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She reminded
herself that screaming would accomplish nothing but to let them know she was
afraid. The Skinwalkers would feed off her fear and become stronger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It had to be
Skinwalkers. They wanted to scare her. If they terrorized her, she would be
that much easier to subdue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Shaking, Mya
turned the key in the ignition. Nothing happened. The starter wouldn’t even
turn over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They had done
something to her car while she slept.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How had they
found her so quickly?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Skinwalkers
had to have been waiting for her. Somehow they’d picked up her trail and
followed her after she’d crossed onto the reservation. They’d lured her back to
the Arizona and right into their trap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Through her
terror, it dawned on Mya that there were several sets of eyes staring at her
from the darkness. These were not the eyes of Skinwalkers, but the eyes of
wolves - the Sinapu. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were no more
than inky silhouettes against the full moon, and although the Sinapu were in
human form, a surreal light radiated from their eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The car
doors were already locked, though she knew locked doors wouldn’t stop them. The
thought had just formed when the passenger side door was ripped from its
hinges. There was no time to react. She felt hands on her arms, yanking her
from the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am so ready to do some spring cleaning, but winter won’t
go away. On days like this, it feels as if it’s been winter forever. New
releases have been slow in coming over the last several months, and I apologize
for that. It’s been a bad year for my family, but things are starting to look
up now, well except for the cold and snow.&lt;/div&gt;
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In January we were getting temperatures below 0, and
wouldn’t you know it, that’s when my furnace gave out. It was a Friday night
and they couldn’t get the parts to fix it until Monday. We spent all weekend
trying to keep warm with a couple of little electric heaters.&lt;/div&gt;
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It’s been a hectic year, but I did find the time to follow a
few of my favorite TV Programs. I don’t watch TV a lot, but these shows are an
exception. I really love Supernatural, but it’s going in a weird direction this
year. The final of Haven was great; I can’t wait for the next season. Of course
the Walking Dead is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;
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Haven is based of a story by one of my favorite authors, The
Colorado Kid by Stephen King, but that’s one of his works that I haven’t read
yet. I might check it out soon, because I am a little lost on where that show
is going. I know he has a couple of new books coming out this year that I can’t
wait for, especially the sequel to the Shining. I also need to read Anne Rice’s
new book; I think she’s released one about wolves. I love wolves. &lt;/div&gt;
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My taste in reading is a little on the dark side, which is
why I’ve decided to try my hand at writing Horror. Last year I released my
first Horror/Thriller novel – Mr. Jingles. To keep from confusing readers, it
was released under the name T.L. Bowns. &lt;/div&gt;
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Well with things getting back on track now, I can get to
rest of the books in the Skinwalkers and Twilight Hunters series. I have also
been contemplating adding another book to the Immortal Destiny Series; maybe a
prequel. &lt;/div&gt;
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Born to Darkness is now available as an audio book. Narrated
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Oh my .... I can say that I truly LOVE this audio book, Born To Darkness, sooooo much, and I would have to say the audio was just as good as reading the book, but maybe even &quot;more&quot; enjoyable because the narrators voices were so perfectly cast on this audio book. The music throughout the audio was haunting and seductive and really added to the mysterious ambience and encouraged you to keep listening. Each character was perfectly portrayed, highly engaging and totally engrossing the listener. Such a great new story line that took on a different avenue which I found thought provoking and a more fulfilling listen. The chapters moved at such an unrestrained pace that as I neared the end, I was like &#39;noo - there&#39;s got to be more!!&quot; Nicole and Alec were love at first sight ... and the &quot;BELIEVABLE&quot; kind at that. Alec was exactly how I would find a male vampire to be in the most erotic, seductive way. I loved the history of the vampires and their ancient beliefs. The side characters were awesome and added a great depth to the overall audio experience. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What was one of the most memorable moments of Born to
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I think I loved the parts most when Nicole would make
herself vulnerable and offer herself to Alec (her romantic counterpart), and
Alec would just turn and walk away. What man/vampire in his right mind (or even
wrong mine) would walk away from a beautiful woman like that? And he did so,
because he loved her that much ! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ....... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The discovery&#39;s of &#39;who was who&#39; and WHAT WAS WHAT were the
best parts, These are the twists that take you in the direction you were not headed
for my friends .... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Was this a book you wanted to listen to all in one sitting?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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yes and no. I like for adventures to last, so I wanted the
story to continue. It was a good length that gave you just enough of an earful
to make you wish it was longer. But then I know this is how more books are sold
... in series and whatnot. So obviously, I&#39;m on the look out for the next book
that come after .. YES ... A CLIFFHANGER!!! sigh ...........&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Born to Darkness audio book is a &quot;WIN-WIN&quot; on all
accounts in the romance-paranormal-fantasy genre. It was surprisingly different
from most vampire stories. This is where you will get hooked! .... Go Light
Seekers!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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rescue, a stranger that just happens to be a vampire, but he’s not just any
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
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Everyone knows
that one day they will leave this physical realm of existence, but only an
unlucky few ever actually stare into the eyes of death and know they will
probably never see another sunrise. &lt;/div&gt;
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Mya wondered if she
were already dead. Had she met her fate and failed to realize it? If she wasn’t
dead, then why was her whole life flashing before her eyes. The years – days –
hours, and in fact, every millisecond of her life was replaying in her head
like a late night rerun of some classic movie. &lt;/div&gt;
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The images moved
so fast that it would seem impossible to absorb them, but contrary to this, she
experienced every feeling - every moment of her life as if she were reliving it
all over again. &lt;/div&gt;
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Before that
moment, Mya had never thought about how she would die, though maybe she should
have. She’d known the risk of loving him, but had made the fatal decision to
ignore that risk. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;But was it
really her love for him that brought her to this moment?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Even as she went
over her every decision from the time she was a young child, she still couldn’t
be sure what had brought her to this end. Was it the day that she made the
decision to take that internship in Arizona, or was it when she decided to
pursue the truth of who she was?&lt;/div&gt;
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As much as she
wanted to blame her fate on these decisions, deep down she knew the truth. She
could mark the beginning of the end the moment she stared into his eyes - eyes
so wild and untamable that it had been foolish to believe he could ever be
anything other than what he was by nature. &lt;/div&gt;
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Though the shadow
of death loomed over her, she placed her bleeding heart before him - hoping the
love and passion that they’d shared would overcome his instinct to kill.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;But hadn’t this
always been their fate? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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She’d known almost
from the beginning that it was his duty to kill her - she was a threat to his
kind. Maybe it was hope that led to her death. She had stubbornly held out hope
that they could defy fate and triumph over the evil that had purposely led them
down a path of destruction.&lt;/div&gt;
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From where Mya
stood on the corner, she could see the heat shimmering off the blacktop. A
reminder of just how hot it could get in Arizona, as if she needed reminding.
The droplets of perspiration that were steadily making their way down the back
of her neck were reminder enough.&lt;/div&gt;
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The light was
still green. If they hurried, they could make it across before it turned red.
She’d just put one foot into the street when she heard the deafening roar of
motorcycles coming right at them. The light was red for the bikers, but it
didn’t appear as if they would stop. &lt;/div&gt;
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Mya felt a hand
tugging at her arm. Donny pulled her out of the way just as the four bikes
pulled up to the intersection. As fast as they were going, it was a wonder they
were able to stop for the light, but they did.&lt;/div&gt;
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There were four of
them, but Mya only noticed the one closest to her - the one on the shiny red
Harley. Mya’s eyes strayed to his hard muscular chest, visible beneath the open
- sleeveless vest he was wearing. &lt;/div&gt;
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She then glanced
up at his face, and that’s when she realized that he was watching her. He
wasn’t even bothering to disguise his interest. It was in that instant that
their eyes locked. &lt;/div&gt;
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Mya could feel
herself being drawn into those eyes - those fascinating - disturbing eyes. They
were like silver pools of moonlight gliding over her skin - caressing her -
seducing her. Like a deer hypnotized by oncoming headlights, she was frozen in
place - unable to look away - incapable of rational thought.&lt;/div&gt;
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Unlike the dark
eyes of so many of the people she’d encountered on the reservation, his eyes
were the color of pale moonlight. Those beautiful - magnetizing eyes stared at
her with such intensity, it was as if she could feel them burning into her soul
- stripping away the outer shell of her body until he was staring right into
the very essence of her being. &lt;/div&gt;
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For Mya, time
stood still. It was a moment that would be forever seared into her memory. She
was aware of nothing but him, and the certainty that there wasn’t anything that
he did not know about her. Those mysterious eyes reached out to soothe the
turmoil in her soul, while at the same time they were boring into the deepest
recesses of her mind to discover her darkest secrets.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then it hit her
like a ton of bricks.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;She’d seen
those eyes somewhere before!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mya had no time to
think about it. The light turned green and the four bikers took off. She
watched him as he drove away, quickly disappearing in the afternoon traffic. &lt;/div&gt;
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A sharp whistle
brought her back to the moment. She must have been standing there in a daze -
staring at him for a long time.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The
light for them to cross had already turned green. &lt;/div&gt;
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“If we don’t cross
now we’ll be waiting for another light,” Donny advised.&lt;/div&gt;
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Feeling like she
had just come out of a strange dream, Mya stepped back into the crosswalk.
“Sorry, I guess I was a little distracted. Who were those guys?”&lt;/div&gt;
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The truth was that
she really only wanted to know about the guy with the strange eyes. She
couldn’t even recall what the other bikers looked like, but she could remember
what he looked like, right down to the very last detail. In her mind’s eye, she
could still see his ruggedly handsome face and the way the wind tussled with
his long dark hair as he was driving away. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Eternal love and unrelenting 
passion. This is what Kathrina finds in the arms of an ancient vampire., 
Unfortunately, dark and dangerous takes on a whole new meaning with this vampire 
lover, especially for Kathrina. He needs her blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Kathrina is the third immortal sister and she has 
possession of the Book of Anu, the journal of the world’s oldest and most 
powerful vampire. While reading this journal she becomes obsessed with the 
vampire and determined to find out who he is, but she doesn’t have to look far. 
The vampire is much closer than what she realizes. He has heard the calling of 
her blood and has come to claim what is his, but neither of them is prepared for 
the uncontrollable passion that is unleashed when they come together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Kathrina is convinced that the information in the 
journal can help the immortal sisters defeat their uncle and win the final 
battle between good and evil, but what she doesn’t know is that there is an evil 
at work that is far more powerful that anything she could ever have imagined. 
Their only hope may be her vampire lover and the secrets he has kept from the 
world since the dawn of mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The vampire
awakened suddenly - his shimmering eyes cutting through the darkness within the
casket. Even from his deepest slumber he’d sensed her blood calling to him. For
the first time in thousands of years, he felt heat spreading through his body,
chasing away the perpetual chill of the grave. His years of waiting had not
been in vain; finally he had found what he needed to end his curse of darkness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;With one hand, he
effortlessly pushed open the heavy coffin lid and sat up from his bed of satin.
The calling grew more intense and his head began to ache. He wondered who she
was, and if the girl knew that she would soon sacrifice her life so that he
could again live in the light.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It didn’t really
matter. He had waited too long to ignore the call of her blood - blood that
would end the disease that had consumed his being for longer than mankind had
existed. Her coming had been foretold long ago, and she belonged to him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The fluid movement
of color and array of bizarre costumes gave the scene a surreal - almost
ominous overtone. In the distance she thought she caught the twanging sound of
a banjo over the buzz of the crowd. The chilly night air seemed to be charged
with energy, but all of the excitement could not dispel the feeling of doom
that had crept over her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Though they hid
behind brightly colored masks, she could feel their presence - their hunger.
They were out there - ready to feed on unsuspecting revelers. Once, Kathrina
thought she saw the radiant eyes of an immortal, but when she looked back the
vampire was gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She pulled her
coat tightly around her, but still could not dispel the cold. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Across the street,
two women in skimpy costumes stepped out to a second story balcony and began
tossing plastic beads to the people on the street. Unexpectedly, she found
herself in the middle of a frenzied crowd. Kathrina was pushed roughly aside
when a large - burly man moved passed her and jumped into the air to retrieve a
string of beads.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She continued
walking, pressing through the throng of people. More than once Kathrina was
nearly trampled, but she pushed through the crowd and kept moving. It wasn’t
far now - maybe a block or so and she would be out of the worst of it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The professor
would be there, waiting for her and probably thinking that he’d been stood up.
Kathrina hadn’t counted on the crowd being so large, but the mistake was
understandable, considering that it was her first Mardi Gras. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It seemed an
eternity before the masses of people began to thin and she could walk down the
street without being shoved, or in danger of being trampled. The scent of
Creole delicacies hung in the air, making her stomach growl with hunger. She
pushed her craving aside and moved on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He would be
waiting in the alley, near the back entrance of the club where they’d agreed to
meet. The TradeWind was a popular nightclub with the working class. Kathrina
had purposely selected a place far removed from the New Orleans goth scene so
there was less risk of being noticed. She knew that the vampires would likely
be busy hunting among the multitude of people that had gathered in the city for
the festivities, but something just didn’t feel right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She was a born
vampire, and thanks to the DNA she inherited from her father she could sense
things that most humans couldn’t. All night she’d felt danger. It was out there
hiding within the darkness - stalking her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Nicole and Sarah
had warned her not to go out tonight, but Kathrina was confident that she’d be
safe among the crowds of people. Her sisters worried about her because she was
the youngest, but Kathrina could take care of herself. It was her family that
she was concerned about. Her father’s brother was their biggest worry. Omar
would love nothing more than to kill all three immortal sisters. Kathrina could
not help but worry that her sisters may not have the strength to go against the
ancient vampire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Of course there
were other threats to her family, and all people on earth. The Book of Anu
hinted to this, which is exactly why it had been necessary for her to go out
during Mardi Gras, despite the danger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Professor Klieg
was the local authority on ancient languages. He’d agreed to complete the
translation, but it had been necessary to leave the book with him. That had
been two days ago. Today he’d called and insisted that she meet him right away.
Kathrina had thought it would be okay to venture out. She was sure Omar’s
followers would be too busy to bother with her tonight, but maybe she’d been
wrong.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Kathrina glanced
over her shoulder before turning down the alley. It didn’t appear as if anyone
was watching her, though even if someone were, she probably wouldn’t see them.
A vampire would not be so obvious. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The alley was dark
compared to the main streets, but a nearby streetlight provided some
illumination. It also helped that she could see exceptionally well in the dark,
another gift from Donavan, her vampire father.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Entering the
alley, Kathrina winced at the sound of her footsteps echoing loudly through the
empty street. Nearing the back entrance of the TradeWind, she saw that the
professor was not there waiting for her like she thought he’d be. Kathrina
paused, something was wrong. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The professor had
insisted that she meet him as soon as possible - it didn’t make sense for him
to be late. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Moving cautiously
toward the entrance of the nightclub, her eyes scanned the darkness. Kathrina
had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming when a rat scurried out from
beneath a dumpster. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;That’s when she
noticed a shoe near the large metal trashcan. As she moved closer, she saw that
the shoe was attached to a leg. Holding her breath, she peeked around the
dumpster. Her hand flew to her mouth in an effort to cutoff the scream that
threatened to tear loose from her throat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Professor Klieg
was sprawled on the ground, his throat torn open like he’d been attacked by
some kind of animal, but she knew better. It was the classic cover up for a
vampire killing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Though Kathrina
knew she wouldn’t find a pulse, she checked anyway. He was dead, but his body
was warm. It was possible that the vampire was still nearby.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Her eyes scanned
the surrounding darkness, but she detected no movement. Turning her attention
to the blacktop near the body, she searched for the book. It was gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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she brought her hands up to cover her face. The book was probably the reason
the vampires had targeted him in the first place. Somehow they’d discovered
that the professor had possession of the Book of Anu. If she hadn’t involved
the professor, he would probably have went through his whole life without ever
realizing that vampires were a reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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shattered when a high-pitched giggle pierced the night air. Kathrina looked up
and saw a female vampire hovering several feet above the ground. The sight of
the woman sent a chill up Kathrina’s back. It was not that the vampire was
horrifying to look at, but exactly the opposite. The woman had bright blue eyes
and blond curls that fell across her shoulders. She could have been any
suburban housewife - someone you might encounter while strolling down the aisle
of a supermarket. It was the fact that the vampire was so average American that
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaX7QH5MaamJZVatBauMbwmcwufZzhFGyKh45FVJ061PFRarJX7K-d-SmgF-s-H6If5tNtADuv2zYpuhyTXzSMGlZ6IyoNPfx8xJkNlpPSuV2Jb-7cTYb9Pva2Da8upiasrxliQ5DWm6lX/s1600/bad+moon+3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaX7QH5MaamJZVatBauMbwmcwufZzhFGyKh45FVJ061PFRarJX7K-d-SmgF-s-H6If5tNtADuv2zYpuhyTXzSMGlZ6IyoNPfx8xJkNlpPSuV2Jb-7cTYb9Pva2Da8upiasrxliQ5DWm6lX/s320/bad+moon+3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;217&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;When love takes you to the threshold of ecstasy … and death.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;Mya Reynolds lives a painfully ordinary life - that is until she
makes the mistake of looking into the eyes of the &lt;i&gt;Sinapu&lt;/i&gt; alpha, discovering
an all consuming love that threatens to destroy her and everyone near her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;David Bray has sworn to do everything he can to protect the people.
But when his duty requires that he kill the one woman that has managed to
capture his heart, he is torn between love and what he knows must be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;The skinwalkers are an ancient race - practitioners of the dark arts
and the living vessels of demons. They have the ability to take the shape of
animals and humans alike, and never for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;The Sinapu are the earthly incarnations of the wolf spirit. It is
their duty to protect the heart of the people, but the skinwalkers want access
to the heart and will stop at nothing to get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;When Mya Reynolds agrees to take an internship with the tribal
police, she unwittingly steps into the middle of an epic battle between good
and evil, but too often the lines are blurred and she cannot be sure whom she
can trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bookmark: OLE_LINK7;&quot;&gt;Book Length – Over
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