Something in the air in October? No, Something in the Blood

Halloween once again.  A young girl working  a summer job to earn money for her own car.  A chance encounter not only helps her get a car, but opens a whole new life for her, one she could never have imagined in a million years.  She is enthralled by a group of Goth kids who stop at her job for a soda.  She loves how beautiful the girls look, but most of all, she is smitten by the handsome young man who appears to be the group leader.  Little does she know she is about to embark on the journey of her young life. 

This is a trilogy about not just a young girl falling in love with a guy others see as a killer, but is full of twists and turns and intrigue. 

 Little does she know an assassin is tracking her new friends, one who is bent on killing every single one of them.  Can she help or will she run for cover?

What happens at the very end of book 3?  Well you just have to buy them to find out.  No spoilers here.  All three available on: Amazon, Kindle and at Barnes&Noble.com

Not for the faint of heart, but a trilogy you will be recommending to your friends, young and old.

 

The final installment coming soon

Watching that stinking vampire's body get swallowed up by the water gave me a feeling of satisfaction. A feeling of vengeance beyond compare. I know killing the rest would do the same. I won't rest until the job is done.

I looked around the clearing and saw a coat lying on the ground. That boy must have removed it when he decided he was going to take me on. Fool! He needed to be a much older and much more clever vampire to defeat me.

I looked through the pockets and then, I saw a paper. Reading it I thought, well, well, I don't need to track that female after all. The paper contained an address. I couldn't believe my luck. Idiots, leading me right to their door. How convenient for me.

I would go home, clean myself up and check out this address. I needed to survey the situation, that house and find out who lives there before I proceeded.

Morning, dawn breaking through the horizon. I got in the hot shower, feeling invigorated. I always felt like this after a good kill. I can almost understand how Jenkins must have felt each time he made a kill.