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Amanda, graduate student and devoted follower of the Greek god Apollo, is intrigued when she meets Jesse, a handsome young scholar who shares her love of both the classics and the occult. He quickly sparks her interest--and ignites a dark flame of passion between them. Together, they embark on a shadowy path that leads Amanda straight into Jesse's scintillating underworld of vampires, magick, and secret societies.
Little does Amanda know she is about to fulfil a legacy that began over thirty years ago and ended in tragedy. Can she learn the truth about her identity in time to help those whom she has grown to care about and find happiness in her new life with Jesse?
Blood of the Dark Moon combines the classic eroticism of vampires with a touch of modern sensual romance and occult intrigue.
Excerpt:
Some time after they had left the diner, Amanda
could only guess that they were venturing further into Queens and would soon,
perhaps, be in Long Island. She kept scrutinizing the roads and the signs,
looking for places she recognized. Unfortunately, she hadn’t traveled very much
out of Manhattan during her stay at NYU and so nothing looked familiar to her.
She settled for chatting with Jesse and enjoying the view from her window.
It was almost midnight when Jesse finally pulled
off a major road and stopped at a nearby rest stop. He parked the car off to the
side and gestured towards the sky.
“You can’t see this in Manhattan. Damn, it’s
beautiful.”
She stared up at the sky and saw all of the
individual stars that had been obscured by the pollution from the city. Amanda
leaned back against the car, finding herself awed by the majesty of the sky
combined with the gentle, clean breezes that swept through her hair. Away from
the highway and the noises of the city to distract her, she experienced the
outdoors at its fullest. She was spinning away in the galaxy towards the
stars.
With a flourish, Jesse opened up the back door of
the car.
“Here, sit down with me.” He sat on the seat and
pulled her onto his lap. Wrapping his arms around her, they gazed up together at
the night sky.
“Gods, it’s beautiful,” she breathed.
As he brushed her hair away from her face he
merely commented, “And so are you.”
She turned to smile at him before resting her head
onto his chest. They stayed that way for a few moments until Amanda began to
feel that something was odd.
She racked her brain to figure it out, still
bedazzled by the night sky and the feeling of being in his arms, but couldn’t
think of it.
Then at last she realized what it was: her ear was
up against his chest, but she couldn’t feel nor hear a heartbeat.
Puzzled, Amanda wondered if it was just because
his leather jacket muffled the sound, but that couldn’t have been it. At their
close proximity, she should still be able to hear or feel something.
Figuring that the late hour and the fatigue were
doing strange things to her mind, she dismissed it as her imagination. But in
the silence between them, away from the city and the noise, the only breathing
she heard was her own.
I must be losing it. But as she stared up
into the sky, too many things fell into her mind, persistent in their logic.
Amanda had never seen Jesse during the daylight, had never seen him more than
perhaps taste food, didn’t know what he did for a living other than “freelance
computer work”, and now she couldn’t hear a heartbeat nor him breathing.
“Jesse?” she queried, her hesitancy showing in her
voice.
Feeling him freeze behind her, she wondered if he
knew what was on her mind, and thought to phrase her next words with
caution.
“You’re not a normal guy, are you? I mean,” she
continued, trying not to rush through her words, let alone sound nervous, “not
that I’m…all that normal myself, and all, but….” Her voice trailed off. Amanda
did not know what to say, or how to say it.
Many moments passed without a response. With great
deliberateness he ran his hands through her hair, and she delighted in the feel
of his fingertips as they coursed through the strands, brushing against her neck
as soft as silk.
In that moment she remembered their first dinner
outing, when Jesse showed her the Latin magickal text which referred to strange
allegories, symbols and various arcana. She recalled that the text kept
referencing “blood” in some mystical context.
“Jesse?” Her voice was quieter, and she was no
longer so certain that she was crazy.
YOUR TIME HAS COME.
Author bio: Adrianne
Brennan stumbled into her love of writing by accident at the age of ten with a
creative writing assignment for her science class. The end result was a science
fiction comedy featuring numerous puns regarding vegetables. Adrianne's works
were previously published through Aphrodite's Apples Press and are now published
through Freya's Bower, Love You Divine, Running Press/Constable & Robinson,
and Torquere Press. In addition, she is a member of EPIC, Infinite Worlds of
Fantasy Authors, the Midnight Seductions Authors group, and an alumnus member of
Kappa Gamma Psi, a co-ed national professional performing arts fraternity. The
author resides in Boston, Massachusetts with two cats and a car she has aptly
named "the TARDIS." She assures her readers that people tell her it looks bigger
on the inside.
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