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Dresdan Coven, #1
(enovella)
Re-Publication
Date: April 28,
2013
Elaina was once a tracker
of Dresdan, an ancient species of
vampire. For years, she served District 5, whose prime agenda is to create a new
race of humans. As a result of misguided politics and greed, the District
becomes corrupted from the inside out. Before Elaina can expose the truth,
District 5 discovers that her blood type contains the elements to create a
successful hybrid. She becomes the hunted, but protection is found while in the
presence of one vampire…
Vicq won’t rest until he destroys District 5 and their immoral experiments
are halted. Too many Dresdan have
been captured and exterminated, threatening their existence and painting them
all as animals. As he plans his attack against District 5, master vampire Russo
orders his death for violating a prime law of Dresdan. But Vicq is not ready to cease existing…especially
since he’s found salvation with Elaina.
With very few on their
side, Elaina and Vicq must cultivate
a plan to ward off their enemies. In the process, they find lust, love, and new
meaning to their special bond.
*This title
was previously published, but has been extensively revised and re-edited and
includes new and extended scenes.*
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When Elaina spun around, the
next events happened like flash animation in rapid succession right before her
eyes.
The Dresdan caught the humans by surprise, rushing up
behind them and grabbing them both by the throat. They were stunned and—like
her—unprepared for this ravenous predator.
Just as she was about to make a
break for it, a gun fell from one of the victims' hands and skidded across the
pavement. The other man gripped a rope. Had these two actually been pursuing
her?
She scurried backwards nearly
tripping over her own feet, yet her eyes would not leave the scene.
The vampire must have held them
in a death vice. All she saw were the whites of their eyes, and a large dark
shadow behind them. The creature honed in and struck the first victim in the
jugular, sucking the life right out of him. The second victim's arms and legs
began to shake and then he was completely still.
Damn. The Dresdan had drained one while choking the
other.
It tossed their limp carcasses
in the grass along the sidewalk. From deep behind the shadows, he eyed her—the
main course. Deep crimson eyes burned bright like fire. The ends of the trench
coat it wore fanned outward with the breeze. It was moving toward
her.
Her legs finally obeyed and she
fled, the wind whipping across her ankles as if urging her to hurry. She
shrugged off her long pea coat in an attempt to run faster. Her heels knocked
the pavement, echoing against the stone walls.
Every day she parked on the same
level, but tonight it seemed like she had to cross mountains to get to her SUV.
Taking the elevator was not an option, of course. Standing still for even one
second would be disastrous.
Elaina heard the familiar
swooshing sound the Dresdan made
just before they shifted from one place to the next. The sound was closer than
before. He was gaining in on her.
Her heart pumped frantically and
her lungs burned from exertion. She picked up pace, pushing herself to reach her
destination. Her Tahoe sat in the corner. The last one on the right within what
was now a desolate parking garage. If she died tonight by the hands of a
vampire, it was likely that no one would find her body until morning when it was
cold and rigid with death.
The moment she thought
she'd reached her SUV successfully, the Dresdan unfolded in front of her, blocking her
path. He was huge, and her eyes leveled with the lower portion of his
chest.
Before she could raise her gaze
higher to confirm, he reached for her. He grasped her by the waist and lifted
her off her feet. She opened her mouth to scream, but a gloved hand clasped over
her lips.
Elaina kicked her feet,
connecting sharp-heeled pumps to her captor's shins. She might as well have been
fighting with a sumo wrestler. His grip was firm. Her cries were muffled by his
grainy leather glove and she focused on wriggling out of his grasp. No mistaking
what he was now. The spicy ancient aroma gave him away.
Dresdan, for
sure.
Her captor lowered her
heels to the pavement and his massive frame pushed her back into the metal pole
behind her. The hard beam felt alien digging against her spine. Her eyes turned
left and right looking for a savior. Someone. Anyone. Still, he
pressed his palm to her mouth, preventing her speech. The SUV was only a few
feet away, but she'd failed to reach it.
Elaina strained to peer up at
him, but the height of her captor prevented this. Only the black shirt stretched
over his taut chest muscles could be seen from her line of sight. He bent down
further so close that his chin touched her forehead, and then he inhaled
deeply.
Oh, my God. She would die.
Tonight.
"When I let my hand up, you keep
your trap shut," her captor hissed into the side of her face.
She sucked in another
breath and clasped her fingers onto the chilly metal behind her. Her heart
drummed like the consistent cadence of a marching band. Dammit, she was stronger than this! Had she turned into a wimp after all this time?
"You got that?" it demanded when
she didn't answer.
She squeezed her eyes shut and
nodded her head.
"You scream...we'll both be
executed."
His harsh warning tone
frightened her, but she bounced her head in agreement once again.
Executed? Those were the only words that
registered.
He straightened his posture and
slowly lifted his hand from her mouth. She parted her lips, taking a gulp of
fresh air. It burned her lungs as she recovered from lack of oxygen.
Gradually, she lifted her chin,
then her eyes to identify the brute. Red glowing orbs glared down at her. The
rest of him—a black shadow in the night.
On her next exhale, she released
a belated scream.
Multi-published author Ambrielle
Kirk writes erotic, paranormal romance, and urban fantasy. Ambrielle lives in
Atlanta, GA where she works in the accounting and finance industry. She holds a
Master's Degree in Accounting. Since graduation she's worked in the public and
private accounting sectors. She is the wife of a loving husband, and the mother
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