Hidden, book one in my new vampire series, Hekate's Web, will be releasing June 8th from Muse It Up Publishing. Here is a brief look at what the story is about followed by an excerpt. Enjoy.:-)
Lilith never expected when she attended her brother’s wedding that the night would end in her own death at the hands of a vicious vampire. Nor was she prepared when the Goddess Hekate took a personal interest in her plight. For decades she’s been hidden away from the rest of the world and her fellow vampires. But with one act of violence, her undead life changes forever.
War is raging in the vampire world between two factions. Female vampires are scarce, so when Benjamin Fortescu comes across an unknown female, he’s not only intrigued but drawn to the secretive creature.
But she bears news that shocks him to his core. And before everything is over, she will betray him to the enemy. Can love overcome both betrayal and insanity?
She felt so cold. She didn’t understand it and she couldn’t seem to make her mind work. Where was she? What happened? Why was she so damned cold? Slowly opening her eyes, fear coursed through her. Sweet Hekate, I’m buried alive! Panic gripped her. Then she remembered and dread took over. That man, that vampire, he killed me! But, why am I awake in my grave? Oh shit! No, don’t tell me he turned me, made me a filthy parasite? Please Hekate, no! She closed her eyes, made herself stop and take stock of the situation. She noted she didn’t have a heartbeat, her skin was cold and clammy, and she didn’t need to breathe. Yep, he’d definitely made her one of the undead. She didn’t want to be undead. Okay, think back to the old folklore about vampires. You don’t have to be one forever. You have a couple of options open to you.
She could get herself staked, she could meet the sun, or she could be set on fire and burned to a crisp. She could ask a priest to dump holy water on her. That was supposed to work, too. And silver would work. Wait, no it wouldn’t. Silver would hurt like hell and immobilize her, but according to the stories silver didn’t kill vampires. Neither would garlic or crosses, they’d only repel and burn her a bit.
Also, she’d no longer have a reflection and would forever be frozen at the age she was when he turned her, never to change in appearance. Damn it, this sucks! In more ways than one! Opening her eyes again, Lilith could no longer bear the close confines of her grave. She began to claw at the dirt above her head. She kept clawing and clawing until at last she saw a glimmer of light and pulled herself up through it. She was ravenously thirsty. She felt almost mindless with hunger. Crying out in pain, she pulled herself free from the grave at last.