Caught up in a Terranian vs. Vampire war…will he be her salvation or her damnation?
Carpathian Blood: A Carpathian Blood Novel follows Mackenzie Hilton into a Terranian vs. Vampyre War. Will Vlad be her salvation or her damnation?
Mackenzie travels to Romania to begin a new life with her younger brother, Alain.
She doesn't plan on being a meal for a vampire. When her rescuer reveals himself, she wants no part of his life or his war, but her traitorous heart has other ideas. The dark and dangerous Vlad wants her for himself and will stop at nothing to possess her heart and soul. However, after a brutal attack, can their love conquer the challenges which face them?
“An acceptable mate? Oh goody, do I get to choose this prince charming or do you? You are neither my father nor my king! You are so arrogant! Tell me just how old are you anyway? With your type of attitude towards...” Mackenzie’s voice trailed off as she stared at him in dawning comprehension.
He remained silent, just raising an eyebrow at her, “Oh no,... no, no, no! You, can’t be. You’re the real Vlad Teppesh, Vlad the Impaler!? It’s not a family name or one you made up is it?”
Her heart was going to explode out her chest if it beat any louder or faster, she was almost hyperventilating. He reached for her hands which were fisted on the table.
She jerked them back, “Don’t touch me!
I’m ... I am leaving now, right now!”
Mackenzie stood quickly, knocking over her chair in her haste. She ran around the opposite side of the table from him, a scared doe racing from a predator in the forest. He reached her at the doorway to the kitchen, moving so fast he was a blur.
He took her shoulders into his strong hands, giving her a gentle shake. He said sternly but softly, “Alain wanted you to live Mackenzie, he needs you to live. Can you honestly say that you would have rather died?! I could not... I needed...” He paused, staring into her violet eyes, they were large and glittering with unshed tears. She was biting her full lower lip so hard that her blunt little teeth brought a drop of blood. His nostrils flared as he breathed in her blood scent. He lowered his head slowly,
his hands and fingers tracing her shoulders, slipping around her to bring her body within an inch of his heated hardness.
He kept his eyes on hers as he slowly licked her lower lip. She gasped at the contact, confused by how
she could go from being so angry, scared, and hurt to feeling hot, flushed, and burning. Vlad was kneading her back and shoulders, one hand moving lower, one hand moving into her hair to tilt her
Her hands crept around his waist, feeling the hard muscles of his lower back. “Vlad” she breathed into his mouth as she closed her eyes and met his sensual kissable lips with her own.