Dracula’s Desire
By Linda Mercury
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BLURB:
Revealing
herself as the Dracula of legend, much less a woman, should have been Valerie
Tate’s greatest challenge. But with her longing for blood quenched by the one
man she couldn’t resist, Valerie now finds herself in an impossible
circumstance…
Out Of The Shadows…
It’s a fact that vampires do not get
pregnant. But Valerie is definitely pregnant. Worse, six months ago her lover,
Lance Soleil, abandoned her. Determined to find answers, Valerie goes on a
quest—one that leads her to Lance’s childhood friend, John Janté, a man with
whom she shares a strong bond—and an intense lust. But when John is kidnapped,
Valerie’s attempt to rescue him uncovers more than she bargained for…
Into The Fire…
Scouring parallel realms and pocket
dimensions, Valerie soon finds that Lance has regained Paradise as Angel of the
Lost…John is hostage in a bizarre world that resembles Victorian London…and
most shocking of all, Valerie’s greatest love may be within her reach once
more. For the soul of Dracula’s dead wife, Ilona, is trapped within John’s
captor, a mad woman robbed of her humanity and manipulated by a conspiracy of
Fallen Angels. Now, torn between past and present loves, Valerie must contend
with emotions that threaten to break her. And in a desperate show-down, the
reunited triad of a vampire, an angel, and a human, must face their deepest
fears—with the future of an unborn angel-to-be in the balance…
She crouched in a dark corner
as the former angel raised his foot and kicked the door into thin splinters.
Bright, high-altitude sunlight flooded the room. Silenced bullets
thudded into her flimsy, unmade bed. From headboard to footboard, puffs of dust
and feathers flew into the air as the little missiles hit. If she’d been in the
bed, she would have been very dead. Shaking with fury, Valerie instinctively
rested a protective hand low on her belly.
Silence fell. Gunpowder and feathers hung in the air like pristine
snowflakes. In the unreal stillness, her attacker approached the now-destroyed
feather mattress. He frowned, confusion all over his vapid face.
“Where is the human’s body?” He prodded the ruined twin bed with the
barrel of his weapon. “I must find that disgusting abomination of a child.”
Two
distant emotions impinged on her battle-ready consciousness. Indignation rose
first. What was he doing, striding in like a posturing movie star? This idiot
actually believed she, Vlad Dracula, was helpless? As the rest of his words
sunk in, wrath took over.
How dare
he threaten her parasite? She might be less than thrilled to be pregnant, but
by Lance Soliel’s gleaming wings, no one hurt her child.
AUTHOR Bio and
Links:
Linda Mercury left behind her varied careers as a librarian, art model,
and professional clown to pursue writing. She’s interested in writing, romance,
the Middle East, reading, organizing, cooking, hand-made silk Turkish rugs, and
the Nike of Samothrace.
Website and blog:
http://lindamercury.com
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