Blood Magic
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Joy burst through him like a shaft of white light. It reclaimed every cell, washing away the darkness. He could feel Sebastian tremble as the same forces poured through his body. A stronger link was forged between them, an unbreakable bond that would connect them for life.
Teake clung to his Guardian as the former vampire’s heart began to take up its new rhythm, feeling so happy it was scary. How did this happen? How did I get so lucky?
Sebastian winked at him. Magic. Guess it’s in my blood.
The End… and a New Beginning
Blood Price
Steven is out for blood. It’s a matter of life and death, his own. He’s prepared to do anything he must to get it -- even try to pass himself off as a vampire on their own turf -- or die trying. Rainer, the local vampire lord, is in town to keep the peace between humans and vampires, a formidable task on All Souls Night. He spots Steven as a fake right away but is reluctant to evict the imposter until his curiosity about the delectable human has been thoroughly satisfied. Once together, unparalleled lust keeps them joined at the hip until a Halloween prank endangers both their lives. For either to survive, Steven and Rainer must decide if they’re willing to pay the ultimate Blood Price.
Blood Oath
Trouble is brewing in Taggart’s Bend. Kassian is angry over the loss of his lover, his house and the fact that the new witch assigned to make him a vampire lord is even more irritating than the last. He has a plan to change all that. So what if a few measly humans have to be sacrificed in the process?
Cypress, a master of the dark witchcraft forbidden to most of his kind, must persuade the egocentric vamp to obey his sexual commands before they can attempt the rite which will imbue the vampire with magical powers. It’s not his usual gig, but his magical talents just might save the day -- and the town -- when an uninvited guest appears during the… Blood Oath.
Kira Stone
Kira Stone lives in a warm, many-chambered cave tucked away in the Scottish Highlands. A small band of ever-changing heroes keeps her company. As they relax in front of a roaring fire, devils dance and angels sing her bawdy songs. Faerie folk often stop in for a cup of mulled wine and to listen to her spin a yarn or two. And when daylight turns to dusk, they somehow find a way to keep the cold, uncaring world at bay for another night…
Okay, maybe not. When Kira isn’t living in a fantasy world, she’s writing about one, with only a husband and a few feline companions (who don’t sing nearly as well as the angels do) to keep her company. Is it any wonder she prefers the cave?
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