Love And Redemption in Vamptations

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Love And Redemption in Vamptations, Midnight Showcase Genre: Romance/Paranormal Heat Index: Sensual/Erotica ISSN: 1-1555-5496 Format: eBook, Print Draven had no time for love until the beautiful Timbre. Now he must fight to keep her alive, and save his own tainted vampire heart. Timbre. Now he must fight to keep her alive, and save his own tainted vampire heart.

Draven had no time for love until the beautiful Vampires have haunted our dreams for eons. Yet, how can we resist their dark allure and hypnotic wonder. Whether a classic vamp or an empathic one, they scare us and thrill us, and even make themselves the objects of our affections. So don’t just watch your neck and mind when you read these devilishly succulent tales, but watch it when the lights go out, and the bedroom door creaks open.

 

  Reviews

 

Love & Redemption has loveable characters, not only Draven and Timber but also in Logan and Sahara. Of course for all the good characters there has to be ones that you hate to off set them and they are here too. One punch I just can’t hide is that you get 2 great romances in one story, but I’m not going to tell you how or why - you are just going to have to read the story. It is a truly wonderful read.

Vamptations is a book of vampires, true, but that just doesn’t cover it. All of these stories take the vampire in totally different ways. Whether you like your paranormal straight up, with a bit of fantasy, or even with other paranormal characters there is something in Vamptations for you. It is a book that no vampire lover will want to miss and will want to keep.
-Joyfully Reviewed

 

  Excerpt

Louisiana...

Draven Gregos walked into the library just as the sun went down. If his suspicions proved correct , the archives would supply him with enough information to locate the bitch he was after.
It had taken close to two hundred years to get this close to Camille. Since the night she had seduced his brother Logan, then ultimately himself, he lived for revenge. She was pure evil, feeding on the fear of others. A vampire with no morals or compassion. But then Draven had lost his compassion the night she bit him; changing him forever and setting brother against brother. He would find her and he would destroy her.
As he sat at the computer and worked his way through case upon case of unsolved deaths in the area, he kept his ears open to those around him. The snotty librarian who eyed him from a nearby desk was really starting to get on his nerves. The typical type with her hair in a tight bun and glasses on the bridge of her nose. Plain black attire made her look more like a warden. But the way she looked down her nose at him, and pretty much everyone else in the place, had him toying with the idea of playing with her. Maybe the sight of her skirt dropping to the floor would cool her attitude. He hid his smile and returned his attention to the archives.
That's when he felt it. The air was thick with an evil. Not the type he would fear, but a natural. Someone who got off hurting those around him. A small sound of distress drew him to his feet and he walked slowly between the rows and aisles of books.
He turned a corner and what he saw made his blood boil. A man pinned a woman between a water fountain and the alcove it rested in. She clearly did not enjoy the attention.
"Why can't you just leave me alone, Chris? You had your fun and you got away with it. Now just leave my sister and me alone."
"You know you like it, Timbre. Your sister sure did."
"You miserable son of a bitch! You raped her."
Blue eyes connected with Draven's and for one moment, he held his breath. She was a beauty, and the flash of desire caused him pause. He hadn't felt that much for a woman in ages. But those eyes brimmedwith pain and fear. Her wrists would be bruised from the force the man used to hold her in place.
"Let her go."
Though his voice sounded calm, it was loaded with meaning. He didn't raise his voice, but the threat of retaliation rang clear. The other man turned to him with a look of defiance. Draven was a large man, well over six three and a solid frame. The other matched him, almost.
"Who are you? The library police? Go away man, this is between Timbre and me."
"I don't think she wants your attention, man. Now let her go. I won't tell you again."
"Just what do you plan to do about it?"
Draven smiled, and the man paled slightly. His teeth were hidden, but his eyes showed the power inside him.
"First, I would have to break a finger for every bruise you inflicted." Draven took a step closer. "Then, maybe your jaw. That would shut you up." Another step closer and he was beside them.
"Try it, I dare you."
"I do love a sense of bravado, but I have a feeling my gender gives you pause." He reached out and pulled the girl behind him, noting how soft she was. "I can promise you, tangle with me, and I will break a bone for every woman you ever touched."
"This is bullshit." Chris shouted, and Draven knew he meantto draw attention. "I'll see you later, Timbre."
He made a show of stomping out, and the sigh from the woman behind him drew his attention to her. Her long blonde hair slightly frazzled, she took a deep steadying breath.
"Thank you."
"My pleasure. I'm Draven." He reached for her hand, holding it gently. "Glad I came along when I did."
"Timbre, and so am I. But sorry to say, you made an enemy in Chris Brody."
"Just another on the already long list." He smiled, and the action surprised him. He smiled when amused, but not at ladies in distress. "You going to be alright?"
"Oh, I'll be just fine. He is always messing with me these days." Then she groaned. "Here comes Ms. Tinker. The woman is just looking for a reason to fire me."
"What reason could she have?"
"She's just a bitch." Timbre whispered and he smiled when she rolled her eyes.
True to form, Ms. Tinker marched up to Timbre and started in on a tirade that threatened to make Draven's ears bleed.
"Why can't you just leave that man alone, Timbre? Everyone knows he is innocent but you just keep at him."
"Innocent?" Shock and disbelief resounded in Timbre's voice. "You are well aware of what he did to Sahara."
"Says you and that sister of yours." Tinker's smile turned evil and cruel. "I could never believe that the mayor's son would stoop so low. It's not like either of you are the catch of the town."
"Ms. Tinker, I am going to pretend you didn't just say that."
"What will you do, Timbre?" Ms. Tinker eyed Draven. "Lead one man on and already after another. And you wonder why no one believes you?"
Before Draven could interfere, Timbre straightened her shoulders and stood toe to toe with the snotty librarian.
"You know, I used to make excuses for you. Maybe you had a hard life or someone hurt you badly. Now I can plainly see that it didn't take any practice. You're just a natural bitch."
"How dare you." The older woman snapped.
"I dare anything I like, Ms. Tinker." Timbre removed her library badge and stuffed it down the woman's shirt front. "Maybe if you did get laid, just once, it would change your disposition. I quit, Ms. Tinker. Go to hell, piss off, and goodbye."
Draven silently applauded Timbre and admired her as she walked off. He snickered at Ms. Tinker and hurried after the woman who had just shocked his system and stirred the lust he thought long dead.
Damn but she had been sexy as hell. What he wouldn't give to stir that fire in her himself. Only he would have her under him, drawing it out until she screamed with the pleasure he so wanted to give her. He caught sight of her in the parking lot and rushed to stop her from getting into her car.
"Timbre, wait a minute." He could see she was shaking and tears gathered in her eyes. "Come on now, none of that. The woman had it coming."
"I'm sorry, it's just I really depended on that job." She sniffed and again straightened her shoulders. "Oh, listen at me, complaining about leaving the library when it's what I really wanted anyway."
Her smile was hesitant, but when it bloomed, she shone as an amazing creature. Draven couldn't believe the lust and desire rolling through him. Since Camille, all he wanted was to end it all. Now, he felt like living again.

 

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