Date Published: 10/4/2013
Vlas Von Heildvic sets his sights on Amber Black and will stop at nothing to take her. She is the key to his future, one where he rules the world. The Protectorate can’t let her fall into the wrong hands, but Maverick’s structured ways mangle the operation, leaving her vulnerable. Once bitten, Amber runs off, scared of what she is becoming. Maverick has to change his ways to save Amber and keep her from altering the balance of power in the vampire world. If he loses Amber to the forces of darkness, the world will forever change, leaving humans under vampire control.
The moon went behind a cloud and the three lights on the street near her went out. The tree lined pathway blackened. She couldn’t make out the walkways for a moment and was forced to stop, letting her eyes adjust. In that second, after she closed her eyes, she heard the footfall of another. It hadn’t been a loud sound, just the soft crunch of a leaf underfoot. She didn’t move, but her heart sped up, racing along like a crazy jackrabbit.
Amber laughed at her foolishness. No one was following her. She pitied the fool who would dare to challenge her. Her multiple fourth degree black belts in three different forms of martial arts would keep her from falling victim to any attackers. Few knew of her passion for the intricacies of the fighting arts, but any idiot who tried to assault her would find out, and depending on how serious they were, they wouldn’t live to tell the story.
Without letting her body betray her fear, Amber moved forward making noise as she went. She dropped her bag and stopped to pick it up, using the subterfuge to survey the area. Zilch. She moved forward again, acting like nothing was wrong then stopped. The noise sounded again.
Someone was following her. No doubt about it. She would show the jerk and make him pay for trying to mess with her. Amber planned to go easy at first to see how he responded. If he fought back, she would really lay it on.
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Sara enjoys writing twisted tales of passion, anger, and love with a good healthy dose of lust thrown in for fun. Almost a quarter of a century ago Sara met her lover, falling for him after knowing him for ten minutes. Sara's passion for him comes out in her stories, mixing with her passion for life, love, and good times, flowing onto the page and becoming tales from the heart.