Sunday 26 October 2014

Sexy Snippets: Cranberry Blood



So yesterday I officially started writing the - currently untitled - second book in the Blood Series. 1,600 words in already. I don't know if the start of the story will remain that way; I'm pretty sure I will end up tweaking it, but it's a start and it feels real good to make that start.

Also, I'm giving away one set of signed paperbacks - 1 copy of She-Wolf (Blood Series: Prequel) and 1 copy of Cranberry Blood (Blood Series: Book One) - plus a swag pack to one lucky winner. Interested in being that winner? Just click this link and leave an entry on the rafflecopter to be in with a chance of being that winner. ;)

Otherwise, we are carrying on from where we left off last week, which you can read here. This is the second to last snippet I shall be sharing from Cranberry Blood. So, enjoy!

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Memories exploded and rolled around my mind like storm clouds. Carlson had slid his talons into my waist, knocking me to the pavement and causing me to cut my forehead. He had pinned me between the ground and his growing erection while he demanded I beg him to change me. A few cheap insults and shoving some silver in his ribcage was enough to piss him off—as if I would want to be blood-bonded to the bastard who’d helped destroy my mother and father. On my refusal, he’d bared his fangs; about to feed from me...then the next thing I knew, he was gone. Once I got to my feet, I saw four decomposing bodies on the ground, only yards away from where I, myself, had almost bled to death.
“Yes.” He picked up a glass of orange juice and took a mouthful.
“Carlson is dead?”
He gulped. “Well, last time I checked, decapitation usually does the trick. So, yeah.”

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Blurb:

Killing Vampires? Easy.
Tracking someone? Simple.
Helping, and protecting a Vampire slayer....Bloody hard work!

Thirteen years ago, Brendan Daniels made a deal with a psychic. In exchange for information on the whereabouts of a Rogue Werewolf, he promised to help and protect Sofia’s granddaughter. Unfortunately, he had no idea what he was letting himself, or his Pack, in for.

Nothing about Heather is simple, from her weird dietary needs to her life’s mission. The girl can handle herself, but the promise to protect her soon becomes a need, and one he can’t fully understand.


Vampire Slayer.
Born Infected.
Addicted to blood...but not by choice.

Heather Ryan is the current Slayer in a long family line. Like all before her, she has spent her life searching for her ancestor, Marko Pavel, the Vampire her family has sworn to kill. If that isn’t complicated enough, she is also a born "Infected", and to keep her from becoming insane or giving in to her darker side, she is on a very strict diet.

Now that her Grandmother Sofia has passed, it is up to Heather to take the family legacy into her own hands. Or at least, it would have been...if her Grandmother hadn’t sent a Werewolf to help her.

What is the irritating Brendan supposed to help her with? Sofia never told either of them. Luckily, it doesn’t take long for Heather and Brendan to find out that the Vampires have big plans, and that the Leeches have waited a long time for them both.

This title contains explicit language, violence, and some scenes of a sexual nature.

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4 comments:

  1. Yep. I just love the banter between these two. Great snippets, Elizabeth.

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  2. love-hate thing going on here....great snippet

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    1. Yeah, that pretty much sums them up lol Thanks Nicolette. :)

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