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Darkness Comes

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  • Sales Rank:51,626
  • Format:Kindle eBook
  • Language:English (Published)
  • Media:Kindle Edition
  • Edition:3rd
  • Pages:270
  • Publication Date:February 9, 2012
  • ASIN:B0077T7KRI


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Synopsis
*This is a Paranormal Romance

Malorie Sinclair once dreamed about a life without vampires, imagining a world where she was just a normal girl and she didn't have to move every couple of months as she and her father hunted the vampire hordes.

When she was nineteen vast numbers of the cold-blooded creatures suddenly vanished and she was able to finally breathe. And for almost six years she struggled to forge a new life for herself and her young son, trying to be normal even as the little voice whispered in her ear that it wasn't over.

It wasn't.

She discovers that there's a creature even more powerful than the cold and dead vampires she had hunted as a girl, a creature that teems with life and vitality and fangs. Unable to resist the allure of this new hot-blooded vamp, she learns that her father hasn't been entirely honest about her true nature.

But the hot-blooded vampire knows what she is and now that he has tasted her he's never going to let her go.

Warning: contains graphic language and explicit sex scenes (M/F)

(full length novel approx. 98,350 words)

Excerpt:
Prologue

“You’re never going to survive the things I’m going to do to you but you’ll die with a smile on that beautiful face of yours.”
Malorie Hunter woke with a start, her heart hammering in her chest, her skin damp beneath her black uniform. Hastily, she looked around the room to see if anyone was paying attention to her and froze when she saw Jack Sinclair watching her. Did she make any sounds in her sleep? But, no, he was smiling at her, “Hey, sleepy head; patrol’s in fifteen and everyone else have gone on ahead.”
“Okay.” She wiped the sleep from her eyes, tendrils of her dream still pulling at her until she no longer knew her own body. It had become a foreign thing to her and she was having a difficult time shaking the images, the feelings, he had invoked.
Sitting up on the cot, scrubbing her fingers through her cropped, dark blond hair, the small room felt even more claustrophobic than usual. The bare bulbs flickered, barely lighting the dun covered walls and rugs while the wet stink of mildew permeated everything and the cold weather seeped in through all of the cracks and she shuddered. She sometimes wished that she was like other girls her age: getting dressed up to go to homecoming or prom, worrying about finals, hanging out with their friends. Usually, she didn’t have the time to wonder about what might have been but since she started dreaming about him….
She shuddered again, this time for a very different reason. Pressing her palms against her eyes until the black spots turned white, she tried to get his image out of her head but he refused to disappear. His carved face was inhumanely beautiful: high cheekbones and a harsh jaw, a straight, blade of a nose over sinfully decadent lips. His body was pure masculine perfection of bone and sinew: shoulders that were broad and beautiful, arms and thighs that rippled with lean muscles, a stomach that was taut and flat, he was, simply put, gorgeous. And he had the most incredible green eyes she had ever seen, brilliant and intense.
His words resonated in her head as she finished prepping her gear. He had done things to her that she had never even heard of before; things she was fairly certain were illegal in most states. And she had responded, burying her fingers in his thick black hair as he… and she….
“Ready, Mal?”
She looked up and saw Jack waiting for her, a kind smile on his face. He wore his pale blond hair short, like her father, but he had warm brown eyes and a sweet smile. Nodding her head, she stood up and started to head out the door.

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