ebook, 1st Edition
Published May 31st 2012 by Georgia Cates
With the mystery of Chansey Leclaire and Curry Brennan’s connection solved, they are free to explore their newfound love for one another. Or so they thought...
When Marsala uses a witch and black magic to discover Curry’s whereabouts, he and Chansey are left with no choice. The newly engaged couple is forced to relocate away from their families at the new compound in Savannah, which causes some major changes in the plans for their upcoming wedding.
Relocating to Savannah might have saved Curry and Chansey from being discovered by Marsala, but it doesn’t stop her attempts to reach Curry or her efforts to harm Chansey through the use of black magic. As Marsala closes in, Curry faces the decision he never wanted to make. Will he keep Chansey human or condemn her to eternity as the thing he hates most?
As Curry waits for his hand to be forced, a newly turned vampire arrives at the Savannah compound in need of help. Not only is she a fledgeling in transition, she brings reports of escaping from a vampire cult still in possession of her sister, a human. Any attempt to save the captive human from a cult of vampires puts everyone in jeopardy. Can they risk entering a large cult to save one human being? And is so, how could they possibly do it successfully?
Love will grow. New mysteries will arise. A battle will ensue. A Blood Jewel will be found.
Why Paranormal Romance?
With all of the countless types of romance books to choose from, one might
wonder why I would choose to write about paranormal romance. My question to
them would be, “Why not?” I never write a book without asking myself where I
want to go, what I want to do and what I would like to experience if I were reading
this book instead of writing it.
Don’t we all live in reality? I guess there are those that don’t and that may or
may not be of his or her own choosing, but I do and I enjoy a little escape from
my mundane existence. If I’m going to escape into a world that doesn’t include
the worries of everyday, why wouldn’t I want to experience some romance while
Heck, yeah! Bring on the paranormal romance and I’m placing my order
for my supernatural hottie right now. I want him hot and spicy with a side of
alpha. It never hurts to add a little sweet on top either. Roll him up with a bit of
supernatural ability and you’ve got yourself one hot leading male.
I can find a human man anywhere I look, so give me a vampire, a shifter, a
werewolf, etc. that fits into any of the above categories and we’re set to go. (I’m
not incredibly keen on fae. There’s something about a male fae that doesn’t do it
for me. Maybe I just haven’t read about the right one.)
I need adventure and I don’t mean the rides at Disney World. Sometimes,
I need a thrill that only a paranormal story can give me. Take me through an
enchanted forest where my hottie can throw himself between me and his evil
nemesis trying to steal me away. Let us fall in love as he protects me from some
evil no gooder trying to kill me because I am the key to saving the world. And
last, but certainly not least, give me some hot, good loving-supernatural style like
no human man can give me. (Sigh!)
Have I convinced you, yet?
About the Author:
I reside in rural Mississippi with my wonderful husband, Jeff, and our two beautiful daughters. I spent thirteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before I decided to pursue my dream of becoming an author. Blood of Anteros, Book One in The Vampire Agápe Series, was my first novel and it was released in September 2011. I decided to step away from the paranormal genre to try my hand at a young adult romance and I loved it. It was so much fun, I plan to do it again in the near future.
I waited until she was asleep to leave her side, slipping away as quietly as a
thief in the night. My family was no longer gathered in the dining room and I
walked outside to find Gia and Lairah in the pool taking a late night swim.
“Tell me you didn’t leave your bride in the bed alone,” Gia huffed.
“She’s not my bride. She’s my fiancé and I need your help with something big.
Tomorrow is Chansey’s birthday and I need some ideas. I want to take her into the
city and do something special, but I have no idea what.”
“Well, you made the right decision by coming to us instead of that buffoon you
call your best friend. Really? What is his deal?” Lairah said.
“I think he’s jealous,” Gia answered. “And yes, Solomon...I know you can hear
me inside the house.”
“Take it easy, girls,” I urged.
“Alright, we’ll forget the buffoon and get back to the task at hand. You’ve
already given her the most precious piece of jewelry she’ll ever wear. Any type of
bling-bling you come up with will only pale in comparison, so you shot yourself in
the foot when it comes to jewelry,” Lairah told me.
“She loves your art, so paint her something. You can have it ready by tomorrow
because you’re so awesome,” Gia suggested.
I blew that one, too. “That’s not going to work. I did a soft pastel of her on the
day I met her, so anything I did would pale in comparison to that. Now, I’ve shot
myself in the foot when it comes to art.”
Solomon walked out of the house and added, “Nice going, one trick pony.”
“In my own defense, she was never suppose to see it. It was supposed to be for
my own private collection.”
Sol jumped into the pool with the girls and then came up. He ran his hands back
over his slick dark hair. “I’m not jealous. If anyone is jealous it’s the two of you
with your crazy ideas and dreams of romance that’s never going to happen for you.
Both of you are living vicariously through this poor human girl and she’s probably
scared to death to tell either of you ‘no.’Shame on both of you.”
“You’ve become such an ass since Curry found Chansey. There’s no way
you’re not jealous. I just haven’t figured out if it’s because Chansey is taking Curry
away from you or because you want an Agápe too,” Gia accused, then bumped
fists with Lairah.
A smug look crossed Sol’s face. “Well, this ass has a perfect idea for Chansey’s
birthday, so do you want to know what it is or not?”
I threw my hands up. “Hey, I didn’t accuse you of anything. You’ve always
been an ass in my book and that hasn’t changed since Chansey came along,” I
He nodded in recognition and said, “You damn skippy.”
I was anxious to hear his suggestion. “So, what’s your idea, Skippy?”
“If I’m right, Chansey is so going to dig this and you’ll score some major
fiancé/husband/Agápe points with her. Do you remember when you went back to
Pascagoula about twelve years ago and went by your house?”
I was puzzled by where this was going. “Yeah , I remember.”
“If I recall correctly, you had just become very interested in photography
and you took a lot of pictures of the house. You made me look through like five
thousand pictures I cared nothing about, but I remember the owners were in
some of them and they were having a birthday party for a kid out in the yard. Is it
possible for that to have been Chansey and her family? If it was her, then you saw
her for the first time when she was a kid and you captured it on film.
He was right. I went crazy taking pictures that day and used every roll of film I
had with me. “You are absolutely brilliant, Sol. Girls, you can’t call him a buffoon
Gia splashed water at Sol and said, “You don’t know if that was Chansey
and her family, so we reserve the right to call him a buffoon until we have proof
Sol dunked Gia and when she came up, he said, “You are both going to eat your
words on this one, girls. There’s no doubt in my mind that those negatives are full
of Chansey Leclaire and her family because he was like a madman with all of the
pictures he took of that girl and her family. At the time, I wondered if he was some
kind of weird vampire pedophile, but it all makes sense now. It didn’t matter that
she was a child. Even then, he was drawn to her because she was his Agápe.”
“I think you’re right and what makes this even more awesome is that Chansey
told me today that she has no pictures of her family together because she lost all of
them in Hurricane Katrina.” I started walking toward the house. “I’ve got to find
those negatives before Chansey wakes up. Thank you, Sol. I don’t know what I’d
do without you.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m pretty awesome,” he boasted.
I went to my old darkroom where I kept my negatives filed away and began my
search. Ugh! I should have filed these by date or something because I had years
and years of negatives to search through. My heart pounded as I searched and I
prayed Sol was right. Please let it be Chansey and her family.
After twenty minutes of searching, I found the negatives from that day. I held
them up to the light and saw the outline of a family but even my vampire vision
couldn’t make out if it was Chansey and her family or not.
I stopped using film when digital photography became popular, so it had been
years since I printed photographs from negatives, but I didn’t need any of those
supplies because I could scan the negative and upload it to my computer. Got to
I silently went to my bedroom and moved all of my necessary equipment to
another bedroom so I wouldn’t wake Chansey and ruin the surprise. I scanned
the negatives and waited to see the images on my computer screen. And there she
was...a young Chansey with her family. I was ecstatic because I was going to be
able to give her the one thing no one else could...an intact photograph of her family
I printed the best one on canvas and chose a few others for an album before I
went back out to the pool to tell the others my good news.
I held up one of the photos and said, “Well, ladies, here’s the proof. I’m afraid
you better come up with another name for Sol besides buffoon because he was
right. It was Chansey and her family.”
“Dammit!” Gia swore as she slapped the water. “I’m sorry, Curry. I didn’t
mean that. I’m happy for you.”
Sol got out of the pool and reached for one of the two towels on the table. “I
think Mr. Fabulous has a nice ring to it.”
Lairah was fuming. “Well, I think jerk off sounds more like it. You didn’t bring
a towel with you, so that means you just stole one of ours.”
“Sorry ladies, it’s one of the perks of being Mr. Fabulous,” he said as he used
one of their towels to dry off.
“You make me want to throw up,” Gia gritted through her teeth.
Sol enjoyed the aggravation he was causing and said, “Darling, you haven’t
thrown up since you were human.”
“Whatever, jerk off.”
Lairah attempted to cool Gia saying, “Calm down, girl. You’re giving him way
too much satisfaction by getting all riled up.” She turned to me and continued, “I
was thinking while you were inside. I know of a cool band playing tomorrow night
at a club on Bourbon. My friend, Jett, plays bass. Chansey is musically inclined,
so I know she will love to hear them. Why don’t we all meet at the club after you
take her to dinner and we’ll celebrate her birthday together with a night out on the
town? We’ll show her how to party vampire style.”
“I think she would love that and your suggestion gave me an idea. Do you think
I could get your cool band to do a special song request?”
“Jett will do anything for me,” Lairah promised.
“And is your friend, Jett, a human or a vampire?” I questioned.
“He’s human, but he’s so cool. I wish he was vampire because I could so dig
him if he was. What do I need to tell him to play?”
“Van Morrison’s ‘Steal My Heart Away.’It was playing during our first dance.”
“Nice one,” Lairah complimented.
“It was such a bittersweet first dance because I thought it was our first and last.
I loved her so much and I thought I was about to leave her forever.”
“It was your choice to leave, you ignoramus. Nobody forced you. Maybe you’re
the buffoon instead of Solomon,” Lairah laughed.
“That’s what I’m talking about...someone else being the buffoon,” Solomon
“I realized my mistake and it won’t happen again. That I can promise you.”
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