Christine Vargas is an independent, working-class young woman, tired of her boring 9 to 5 mundane lifestyle until a vicious attack on her sends her sprawling into a world darker and more mysterious than she could ever imagine, unleashing powers within her she never deemed possible. She meets Ryan Price, a handsome, distinguished gentleman, Lord of a small clan of vampires--and twice Christine's age. She questions their odd attraction to each other, soon learning the same mystical forces that rendered her powerful are the same ones within Ryan. While in the midst of getting to know each other, Ryan faces problems of his own--two of his clan members-- dubbed The Geminis--are planning to overthrow him and his new Lady in order to claim the clan for their own. Christine now must deal with a few challenging questions that will determine the fate of the clan, as well as the budding relationship between her and the mysterious Ryan Price...
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A pair of glittering green eyes emerged from the woods off to our
left. Dartanian. He had a yard-long tree branch in his hand.
“NO!” I screamed, then a sackcloth covered my head. I felt a punch to my stomach and doubled over in pain.
“Mousy bitches never win,” came a female’s voice.
Diana.
I felt teeth sink into my neck. I screamed.
“Christine!” I heard Ryan say, before he cried out in agony.
“Sticks and stones, old man,” Dartanian said, and laughed.
I reached out, and found Diana’s hair. I yanked her away from my
neck with one hand while trying to get the sack cloth off my head with
the other. Ryan would die if I didn’t get to him, and I was panicking
too much to focus.
Diana started choking me again. She may have had some of our powers, but she wasn’t using them at all.
I yelled in a rage, getting the cloth off, and grabbed her neck. I
looked her in the eyes, head-butted her, and she fell off of me. I
rolled over, got up, lifted her body with a gesture and sent her
sailing through the air, slamming her hard against a tree trunk. I
heard the air leave her lungs as she fell forward, flat on her face.
Kiera and Edward were tending to Ryan, sending the powers we gave them back into him. Good. That gave me time to get--
I looked around. Where was that twit, Dartanian?
He leapt out from nowhere, right onto my back. I landed hard,
almost getting the wind knocked out of me. He bit into my shoulder, and
I screamed.
“My Lady!” Edward said, jumping up.
“No! Stay with Ryan!” I said, trying to shake this other crazy
jackass off of me. He leaned forward, biting me again. I could feel my
blood draining down my neck, into my bra.
I screamed out in anger again. He was tough to shake loose. He bit
me on my other side. The pain was excruciating, like being punctured
with hot nails.
I envisioned myself surrounded in flames. In seconds, Dartanian
howled, and jumped off of me. I rolled over just in time to see his
upper body on fire. He dropped to the ground and began rolling back and
forth to kill the flames. That gave me enough time to get up and make
my way to him.
I smelled his burnt flesh as he lay there smoking, blackened and
crusty. Panting heavily, he looked up at me, those green eyes of his
expressing raw fear. I picked up the branch he used to stab Ryan with,
raised it, and slammed it into his right eye. There was barely enough
room for bloody fluids to leak out around the socket. I never heard a
guy shriek so loudly.
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The saga continues as Christine and Ryan continue to develop their relationship, sharing intimacies and special moments like love-struck teenagers. Things take a more serious turn when an invitation to an elite Christmas charity ball halts their happiness, Christine now worried that her and Ryan's contrasting social status will be painfully recognized at the gala. Even worse, an old flame is at the Ball, with quite a few surprises that will force Christine to rethink the reasons why she should stay in Ryan's life. To complicate matters more, Edward is developing a crush on Christine, and she also discovers that Ryan's old flame is actually a witch, intending on removing Christine from Ryan's life permanently.A QUICK EXCERPT:
No sooner than the warmth of the mansion kissed my face, I saw a few of our clan walking around, discussing what would be that night’s events.
“I do believe you have an engagement with Kiera?” Ryan asked me.
“Oh…I do, don’t I?”
“Have fun, my love,” he said, then kissed my hand while giving me such an intense stare, I actually felt as nervous as I did the very first time I laid eyes on him. I noticed his eyes gave that flicker from greenish-gray to a bright amber, meaning his hunger was slowly rising.
He leaned forward towards me and closed his eyes, inhaling and sighing deeply. I could feel the waves of power emanating from my body, his own energies immediately reacting to mine. A merging was calling, a mutual feeding from each other. My heart raced and I backed away slowly. Ryan snapped himself out of his trance as I swooned.
“Go now,” he said quickly, looking away. “She’s waiting.”
“Ryan… what was that?” I asked softly.
“I think you already know,” he answered in the same soft tone, looking to me again. His eyes were a solid amber now, but not in their glowing state. “Go to Kiera. I will be fine.”
“Are you… sure?” My heart was racing faster as I touched his arm, knowing what he needed… what we both wanted.
He grabbed me by my shoulders and pressed me to the wall. I gasped at his sudden actions, welcoming them just the same. Ryan slowly pressed his lips to my neck. He exhaled, his warm breath on my jugular making me shiver, my body heat rising, my energies growing stronger.
His lips moved up to my earlobe, kissing it ever so slightly. He rubbed his cheek against mine, our powers dancing against each other, feeding each other with the desirous energies we radiated. Ryan pulled me away from the wall, crushing me to his chest as we engaged in a deep kiss. One of his hands managed to reach under my blouse and undo my bra. His fingers graced the middle of my back, going up and down my spine, making my legs weak. He held me firm, not allowing me to leave his embrace until our kiss was complete. I ran my fingers through the back of his silky-soft hair, gently gripping it. He responded by running his fingers down the side of my body, his hand caressing me just under my breast. He moaned, releasing me from his lip lock, quick kisses going down my neck to the middle of my chest.
“I don’t want to stop,” he whispered, his eyes still closed, into the moment.
“Is this us, or our powers?” I asked breathily, my head tilted back in utter bliss.
“It’s both, my love,” he answered, finally stopping himself. We looked at each other, and I noticed his eyes were back to their usual color.
“I feel like I’ve just had dessert before the main course,” he said, giving me his devilish smirk. “My apologies. I’ve held you up long enough.” Slowly, Ryan let me go. I found it amazing my legs were steady.
I made it up the first four steps before he said, “Perhaps…we could enjoy the main course later… tonight.”
I gave him just the tiniest grin before running the rest of the way up the stairs.
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Still incensed over the allegations Natasha made of her and Ryan conceiving a child, Christine's dark, vengeful energies continue to increase, but not without Ryan suffering the consequences as well. Christine sets out with Edward to prove the woman is a fraud. They get to know more about each other while sharing a few awkward moments together, which in turn causes Ryan to turn into a 'green eyed monster' in more ways than one. Meanwhile, Natasha is on to Christine and Edward's game of exposing her, and refuses to back down without a fight, using some very deadly and frightening necromantic magic that might put and end to both Christine and Edward's meddling in her schemes.
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There was a sound of glass breaking in the foyer. We all turned to the noise. Edward was the first out of his seat to see what was the matter.
“Edward, get
back here!” Ryan said sharply.
Edward had already disappeared. As the rest of us ran after him to see what the hell happened, we heard him shriek. When we got to the foyer, we saw about twenty guys, the last of them crawling into the window, and none other than Natasha having grabbed Edward by his hair, his head pulled back. She drew open a switchblade and mercilessly slit his throat.
I screamed. Blood spurted from his neck like a bad horror movie special effect, and he dropped to the floor with a sickening thud.
“EDWARD!” I was about to run to him, but Ryan caught my arm. Kiera stood frozen in place, her jaw dropped in shock.
“You crazy bitch!” Kurt yelled, thrusting his arms forward. She flew backward, falling on her ass and hitting her head on the doorstop. She was unconscious for the moment.
The guys came towards us, all the warmth draining from me in terror.
These weren’t your typical thugs or hoodlums. These were the exact same guys Edward and I saw pictures of on Natasha’s altar. Damn it, why didn’t I listen to my instincts?! I should have destroyed everything at her house when I had the chance.
What a perfect way for her to do a sneak-attack, since they had no energies for us to sense.
“Shit,” I said. “They’re her zombies.”
“What?!” Kurt shrieked. “
Real living-dead? Oh hellll no! I don’t do zombies!” Frantically, he waved his arms around like he was shoving them away from us. In response, the zombies were strewn all across the room by an invisible force, landing on the couch, the floor, or got slammed against the walls.
Ryan stood his ground, staring at them. He was trying to command them to turn on Natasha, but it wasn’t working.
“What in bloody hell is going on?” he said, frustrated.
“They have no vital essence, and no real will except what she commands,” I answered, then looked at the rest of the clan. “We gotta fight them. Hand-to-hand combat, just like Edward taught you guys!”
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ABRAXAS: Seeing Green
Book 4 in the series
Edward lies in a coma in the hospital, with Christine having a sneaking suspicion Ryan has something to do with Edward's current condition. Ryan continues to act strangely possessive of Christine to the point where it becomes too scary for her. Edward's spectral form constantly cries to Christine for help, leaving her with many sleepless nights... and to make matters more trying for her, Christine's best friend stops by for a visit, unknowing of her situation.
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I raced up the staircase. Dumb move. I should have ran out of the mansion. I felt as stupid as the girlie victims in horror movies who always ran 'up' instead of 'out' whenever they were trapped in a building or house, all the while being chased by some undead, crazy, serial-killer. Common sense would tell anyone to leave. I guess it has a tendency to allude you when you’re in a panic.
I think I heard Ryan growl, making my heart feel like ice. I didn't know what his problem was, and I had no intention of letting him take it out on me. But I didn't want to use any of my powers against him either; who knew what would happen to him... or what kind of side-effect it would have on me.
He bounded up the stairs by twos, grabbed my ankle, and I fell on the steps with a thud. He clambered over me, and flipped me over so I would be facing him. His look was one of suspicion, and he smirked, raising an eyebrow and giving a slight sniff.
"Going somewhere, my dear?" We were nose to nose.
"J-just to my room," I stammered. The hard edges of the steps were really biting into my back.
"What kind of little games are you and Kiera playing around the house?" His grin grew wider.
He'd know if I was lying, so I stuck with honesty... without giving too much away. "Something's not quite... right... around here. We just want to safeguard the perimeters."
"You stink of magic," he hissed. "Magics that aren't of our kind."
I raised my eyebrow. "How is that so bad? Especially if it's going to be helpful?"
Ryan's eyes flickered an even brighter shade of green. Any more and they'd look neon.
He took a deep breath, calming down. "Is that really necessary, my dear? After all, we have all the power we need to keep things... right... around here." He ran his cheek against mine, and I heard him inhale deeply. "I love the scent of your skin. Like cherries and blackberry wine..." He ran the tip of his tongue around the edge of my ear, making me shiver.
He pulled back slowly, looking into my eyes, then, very predator-like, he covered my throat with his hand. Not squeezing it, though. I gasped. He tilted my head to the side slowly, exposing my neck.
The look on Ryan's face was very calm and almost seductive. He leaned forward, licking me from the base of my ear to my collarbone. Ryan slowly began to grind his pelvis against mine, and I was completely unresponsive as I had no idea what was going on in his head at the moment. He literally was unreadable.
"I want to taste you, Christine," he whispered firmly yet softly, his breathing quickening.
I gave a half-hearted laugh. "You've done that... quite a few times now."
"I want... to taste... a different essence," he replied, and before I realized it, he flashed a pair of fangs and dove for my jugular.