Paranormal Romance
Date Published: 2015
Publisher: Champagne Publishing
Trinity was once a fragile girl. Being taken by a powerful vampire prince
changed her. Discovering him in the arms of another woman changed destiny.
Alone, she’s learned fast how to be tough, how to survive, and how to
protect the people in her city from the evil that lurks in the dark. She was
managing just fine, until Basil walked back into her life.
Basil Hawthorn has been the reigning prince of vampires since banishing his
father to the Realm of Dark Mystics decades earlier. When a prophetic dream
makes him realize Trinity’s life is at risk, he decides the only way
to save her is to push her away. Doing so is not easy. Trinity is the only
woman he has ever loved, will ever love, and he can’t seem to let her
go.
When rumors arise of a plan to raise the king and blot out the sun, both
Trinity and Basil know they must do everything to stop it. Even if it means
working together. Despite betrayal and threats, they find themselves drawn
to each other. Love has no boundaries, especially in the face of danger. But
will they be able to stop the ritual before it’s too late?
Or will the darkness capture them both?
Excerpt
That damn itch she’d been having lately was back, and it was driving
her nuts. Rolling her shoulders, she watched two redheads staggering from
the bar’s exit and towards a dimly lit street.
Here we go again, She kept to the shadows as she followed after them.
Uneventfully, they made it to their car and drove off. She hoped the cops
were out tonight and those two were hauled in to sleep off their
drunk.
Turning back to the club, she waited and watched for the next two hours and
was glad nothing had happened. So far. But the night was still young.
“Can you smell it?”
She didn’t jump, but slowly looked over at Basil who appeared next to
her. She hated when he just appeared out of thin air, but she knew he loved
that entrance the best. “Your stink? Always.”
He didn’t sneer at her but slowly lifted his hand and lit the
cigarette between his fingers. “The blood of a human. Does it still
draw you in, make you hunger, make you want?”
“I’ve got a strong will.” Deliberately, she shifted away
from him. It wasn’t only the smoke that bothered her—and always
had—but his scent. It pissed her off that he could still make her
ache.
She waved the smoke away annoyingly and shifted just a bit farther away.
“Why are you skulking, Basil? Because if you’re following me, I
am going to so kick your ass.”
“I was in the neighborhood.”
She glared at him and growled her response. “If you’re here to
drink, let me warn you now that I won’t allow it.”
“Who am I supposed to drink from now that I no longer am nourished by
your blood?”
She chose not to answer that. “Why does it seem that you’re
always around, lurking in the dark, around places that aren’t your
usual hangouts? Unless….there’s a reason?” The thought
stabbed into her, and though she didn’t want to believe it, she had to
ask. “Are you trying to take more females of your own? Are you the one
abducting young girls?”
With one quick and easy flick, he tossed the cigarette into the darkness.
The red tip glowed as it flew through the air before landing on the gravel
to bounce and spit out a cloud of red sparkling fireworks. “I will not
even dignify that with an answer.”
“It’s so obvious, now that I think about it. I was young when
you took me, made me yours. Is that what you’re doing, Basil, making
another mate?”
His icy blue eyes narrowed dangerously as he stepped closer. “I have
a mate and to think you would even have such a thought sickens
me.”
“You don’t have me, Basil.” Her voice grew dangerous.
“If I’m so wrong, then do explain to me why you’re always
out in the darkness, skulking near all these young girls?”
“The very same reason you are, my dear.” He ran a finger along
her face, making her scowl.
She snorted, stepping away from him before he decided to do something
stupid, like kiss her. “Please, I hardly think you’re out here
looking to find the person or persons responsible for taking four innocent
girls.”
Leaning against the building behind them, Basil looked off into the
direction of the bar and the people waiting in line to be allowed inside.
“You think so little of me and that’s a shame. But I suppose
I’ve done it to myself. Yes, Trinity, I am looking to find out who
took those young girls, as you are. And why you might ask?” He shifted
towards her, sliding in nice and close and making her pulse speed up. He
laid his fingers on her cheek, then slowly slid them along her face.
“Because I have a feeling I am connected to the reason they’ve
been taken.”
She had all but a moment to open her mouth to respond when he closed it
with a mind numbing kiss, then pulling away, turned into a dog and scampered
away.
Now what the hell did he mean by that?
About the Author
Shiela Stewart is a paranormal suspense author with a writing history that
stems back to her youth. Always a dreamer, wondering if her stories
would ever reach an audience, she was finally published in 2006 and
hasn’t stopped since. It is rare to find a stand-alone book as
she prefers series stories. Her longest running series to date is her
Darkness series, which is a vampire romance.
Her joy for scary suspense is evident in each of her books. She has had
several accomplishments, including fighting for the top spot in the rankings
with author Stephanie Myers, receiving glowing reviews as well as interviews
on local television and reviews and interviews in The Romantic Times
Magazine.
When not writing, Shiela spends her time with the love of her life,
William, and their children and grandchildren.. Her strong affection for
animals is evident in the many cats she cares for.
Her favorite time of the day is at sunset.
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