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As a cop, Nick Rivers keeps his small town safe or he did... When 5 locals disappear including his brother, Tommy, Nick is baffled, with no clues and no witnesses, it’s hard to find any leads. Nick and his partner, Styles, search until they are utterly exhausted. Once a witness emerges, their small town is no longer safe from the evil that lurks. Nick finds himself drawn to the new woman in town. She is stunning yet unbeknownst to him, deadly. Will Nick find his brother in time? When he falls hard for the beautiful Victoria, will he be able to tell the difference between what’s right or wrong?
Or will he succumb to darkness?
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Sweat beaded at her temples as the heat from the cave penetrated her clothing. On cue, her prisoners all looked in her direction as she entered. It wasn’t normal for her body temperature to reach this level, but she was hungry and needed to feed soon.
Pushing the dark glasses up the bridge of her nose, she licked her lips. She would start with the one on the end first. He looked yummy. All three males hung from the beams, feet barely touching the dirt floor, and the female stood on a cement block— She circled her prey, four sexy male specimens and one female. She hadn’t planned on taking the girl, but with no other options available at the time, she had to bring her along. She was shorter than the others. All of her men were sturdy stock and handsome. She picked well this time around.
Taking them like this gave her more time. She had her own food supply right here. Now she wouldn’t have to keep killing the mortal souls who lived in this town. She couldn’t help it; her desires were bordering on bulimic. She circled the blond one and ran her riding crop over his torso. He jerked and mumbled under his breath. Soon the drug would wear off, and then she could feed. Hunger gnawed at her belly. It hadn’t been difficult at all to transport them here. The hard part was wiping all those memories away. It had taken a lot out of her, and she was tired.
She had stripped them all. It made them easier to manage. Taking their clothing stripped away part of their humanity, something she thrived on. Her lower belly clenched with anticipation. It had been too long without release. She could barely contain herself.
She glanced over toward the bigger man, the one closer to the female. She smirked. He was shooting daggers her way. She could read the desire on his face every time he looked at the female hanging next to him. Those two had seemed inseparable at the bar.
She laughed. They all watched in her direction. She slid her hand over the blond’s stomach and up toward his neck, feeling his skin tighten. Her long tapered fingers with red nails were stark against his skin. Grabbing tightly to his chin, she looked into his dark drug-filled eyes.
He tried to jerk away but could only get so far chained as he was
Oh, baby, soon you will be mine,
she purred with a silky voice that would easily bring any man to his knees. Using her razor-sharp nail, she scratched him and left a long red mark across his stomach. Small red droplets that matched her blouse rose to the surface. She leaned in and licked the droplets.
He growled and again tried to jerk a way, but she only laughed harder. You don’t have anywhere to go.
Slapping her riding crop against her bare thigh, she stepped back and warned them. Listen up, my beauties, you’re all here as my guests.
She paused for added effect and then hissed, Indefinitely. You will do as I ask or ...
She grinned wider and stepped up to the female. Or, she will receive your punishment, and you won’t like it.
She grinned at the big man with the dark curly hair, knowing the girl was his female. Maybe bringing the female was a grand idea after all.
Reaching up, she tugged the gag out of the female’s mouth. Her eyes were no longer dilated. The drug had worn off.
She stealthily walked behind the female and gently pulled her hair aside leaned in and then bit down on her neck. She held back a moan of pleasure as the sweet flavor slid down her throat.
She heard a scream and then grunting coming from the others. She only took a small amount of blood. She wanted to feast on the one at the end tonight. She only needed a small amount to get her through the day while she slept. She pulled away and watched as the blood ran down the female’s neck.
Please, let me go, I won’t tell anyone. Please,
the female pleaded.
This is just a warning,
she whispered in the girl’s ear. You do as I say or die, simple as that.
She felt the female’s fear and tasted it on her lips. This is just the beginning.
The corners of her mouth turned up wickedly. Her tongue swiped at the wound, sealing the holes.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, licked the reminder off her lips, and laughed at the shock and fear on her captives’ faces. She now stood in front of the four who hung like gutted deer from the rafters, which she had built into the ceiling of the dark cave, lit only by scones on the walls. She slid her hand down smoothing her leather skirt.
The rattle of the chains echoed off the walls as one of the humans asked, Who the hell are you? What are you?
She turned toward the dark one, snarled, and showed her fangs. She didn’t answer him in words. She didn’t need to. Once the pathetic creatures saw her for who she truly was, no words were necessary. She heard their blood pumping rapidly, their fear a palpable thing.
His eyes widened in shock.
We are going to have so much fun together, but later, for now I must sleep. I will come to you when the sun sets.
The wink from her confirmed they would be seeing her again soon. Their silent question hung in the air—Is it going to be painful?
Turning, she floated out of their dank, dark hell.
I gripped the steering wheel and swerved my Black Ford truck into the parking lot and came to a halt next to a Blue Kia SUV. Climbing out, I’m immediately hit with the smell. The second week in March brought the sickly sweet smell of wildflowers, which lined the front of the two-story brick building that was as familiar to me as my own home. The large sign that hung crooked from the pole beckoned
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