Blood Ties is a young adult paranormal romance. Coming in late 2020!
When she meets Dominic, a centuries-old vampire, on an isolated cliff along the Savannah River, she discovers she can dreamfast with him, a rare telepathic joining between human and vampire. While her mind struggles to understand this connection, she cannot deny the desire in her heart or the hunger in her soul. With Dominic, she has never felt so alive.
But Dominic comes with strings attached. His existence is irrevocably tied to the jealous and uncontrollable she-demon, Lilith, the one who made him. And Lilith doesn’t share.
As Lia learns the truth about an ancient prophecy, she must come to terms with who she is and what she is meant for. When Lilith declares a personal war against her, Lia must decide…. Does she fight for the vampire she loves or save herself?
This is an excerpt from Chapter Two.... just before she meets Dominic, her future vampire boyfriend....
Death wears many faces. This time, it wore a handsome, chiseled face; a firm, square jaw, bright blue eyes, a ready smile, and just the hint of a dimple in the chin. How many times can you look death in the eye before you succumb to it? It was easy for some to give up without a fight. But I wouldn’t be so easily taken. I had dealt with this before. I could do it again.
I steeled myself as Matt Schrader sauntered up to me. This was the second time today he had tried to corner me. Most girls would die just to have him glance their way. But, as chiseled and charming as he was, I would rather have a stake through the heart than to deal with his overactive ego.
I grimaced in his direction and tried to look busy organizing my locker. I knew what he wanted. He told me often enough.
“The sky.” I shifted so my back was to him.
“Trying to avoid me?” He leaned against the locker next to mine and folded his arms across his broad chest, a smirky grin spread across his tanned face.
“So you’ve said.”
“Then why can’t you take a hint?” I slammed my locker shut and stalked off toward the doors at the end of the hall; escape.
“How about you give me a ride on that cool bike of yours?” He held the door for me and I breezed past him without a thank you.
I wasn’t fooled by his light-hearted banter. The muscle in his jaw ticked and he narrowed his eyes. Matt was used to getting his own way.
I didn’t really think he was a threat to me. Just a major annoyance. Matt Schrader had been chasing after me for the last two years since he had moved here to Savannah from Atlanta. Matt thought he was God’s gift to the female gender, but I figured the girls from his previous school didn’t have very high expectations when it came to guys.
I secured my book bag to the back of my bike and jammed my helmet on. As I swung my leg over the seat, he gripped my arm.
I looked at his hand pointedly, then at his face. “If you want to keep that hand, I suggest you remove it.”
“You’re touchy today,” Matt pouted, but he took his hand away. I was sure he remembered the time a year ago when Mike Stanton had grabbed me in the lunchroom and got a broken nose and some bruised ribs for his trouble.
“Look, Matt, I don’t have time for this. I’ve got to be at work in an hour and I have that paper to write for Lit.” Actually, I had already written it but he didn’t know that.
“Fine.” He stepped back. “But, you’ll come around eventually. They always do.”
I kick-started my motorcycle and it roared to life, drowning out whatever else he was going to say. I squealed the tires a bit, spraying gravel and dirt all over his designer jeans. He yelped and jumped out of the way. Oh, glorious day!
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