Midnight:

Century of the Vampires

Book One
Ami Blackwelder

Genre: NA Paranormal Thriller

Publisher: Eloquent Enraptures
Publishing

ASIN: B009Y5C69K

Number of pages: 43 on kindle
Word Count: 15,000

Cover Artist: Ami Blackwelder
Graphic Artist: Angel Cusm

Book Description:

The world is no longer the way we remember. Few are even still alive to recall the
days when midnight didnt mean cowered away and hidden. Out of sight became
our only way to survive since the Century Vampires. If you want to live, trust no
one.

By 2125 the world had been overthrown by monsters dubbed Century Vampires.
Some kind of mutation in the human genome gave rise to the first ones, or so the
scientists suspected. Vamps spent the first one hundred years of their existence
growing in numbersome born, some turnedall deadly. They wreaked havoc for
the past eighty-three years.

Vampires ruled the Earth now...

Century Vampires have only one rule: There are no rules.

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EXCERPT:
Chapter 1

Move your ass Mark! Aura shouted from the mouth of the cave, where the rocks ended
and the forest beganwell, what was left of the forest after the constant brush-fires of a world
gone awry.
Just one more bomb. Those bastards are going to have a real awakening. Mark
slammed his last homemade explosive against the cave wall. Searching the walls with his
vigilant eyes one last time, he took note of the wrinkled skin hanging from the ceiling.
Like bats, the human vampires hung with feet clinging to the crevices. Their decrepit
arms criss-crossed their chests, rejuvenating themselves. Well, that was what the humans called
it, but how did they stick to the cave ceilings? Some humans speculated that vampire blood
secreted some kind of sap through the pores of their skin. Others figured it was just pure evil that
held them there.
Lets go! Aura shouted. Mark had a way of pushing himself to the edge. Aura wanted to
make sure he didnt fall over it.
One minute! Mark yelled, staring at the cave walls. Aura
watched his dark copper-brown, wavy hair move like the tide over
his face as he just stood there.
Standing on the border between the outside world and the
dark cavern, Mark wanted nothing more than to watch those blood-
thirsty beasts burst all over the damp walls. Here inside this cave
before midnight they looked like the monsters they were, the
creatures that sucked the life from his sister Laura, the vamps that
decapitated his parents. Vampires didnt appear beautiful until they
turned and grew fangs at midnight. Then the deathly hallow their
human bodies had become grew into something almost celestial
and hypnotic-like, with unparalleled strength surging through their
veins.
We are running out of time! The vamps will be hunting
soon! Aura urged.
But Mark stood frozen, green eyes fixed on the
bloodsuckers, his memory spinning. Aura dug her fingers and nails into his shoulders and spun
him around to face her. Were going now! Auras face filled with a hot red color, and after she
shook him once he returned to her.
Im here, Im going. He lunged away from the cave and grabbed Auras palm in his.
Racing across the fire beaten terrain, they had never moved faster. Wind hit their faces in a rush
and their feet sunk into the soggy mud with each step forward.
Pop, Pop, PopWithin seconds the cave imploded and went ablaze.
Bits of vamp flesh burned as it spattered across the barren forest. An arm limb nearly hit
Mark in the head. The entire mission took nearly an hour to complete, the explosion just under a
minute. The cave became rubble and debris shot everywhere.
Wont be seeing those bloodsuckers again. Mark sounded proud, beads of sweat
dripping down his cheeks.
We still have to make it back to O-Tech-1. O-Tech-1 was code name for the basement
of the abandoned church in Manhattan.
Aura tightened her grip on Marks hand. And you know a few of those mature vamps
will be out hunting. Six to midnight is still not safe. Aura emphasized that point often. Mark
may not mind missions from dusk to dark. Most vamps still needed rejuvenation then, but Aura
didnt trust the dark. Vamp or no, the dark could be dangerous.
Besides she smelled the scent of something...someone following them for miles now.
Someone familiar.
About the Author:
Ami Blackwelder is a Paranormal and SciFi author. Her stories range from Tween
& YA to Adult. Growing up in Florida, she graduated UCF and in 1997 received
her BA in English and additional teaching credentials. Then she packed her bags
and travelled overseas to teach in Thailand, Nepal, Tibet, China and Korea. She has
always loved writing and wrote poems and short stores since childhood; however,
her novels began when she was in Thailand in her thirties.

Having won the Best Fiction Award from the University of Central Florida (Yes,
The Blair Witch Project University), her short fiction From Joy We Come, Unto
Joy We Return was published in the on campus literary magazine: Cypress Dome
and remains to this day in University libraries around the USA. Later, she achieved
the semi-finals in a Laurel Hemingway contest and published a few poems in the
Thailands Expat magazine, and an article in the Thailands People newspaper.
Additionally, she has published poetry in the Koreas AIM magazine, the American
Poetic Monthly magazine and Twisted Dreams Magazine.

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